Yuxi Fengmao steams rice and makes rice balls at home.
Yu Xifeng used a rolling pin to roll out palm-sized balls, then wrapped them with meat floss, vegetables and eggs. He then opened a few packets of seaweed, wrapped them in a circle and cut them open, and started making sushi in a proper manner.
The quarrel in the corridor did not reach the top floor.
The glass window on the 15th floor was broken, and there was a strong draft in the corridor. It had never been repaired.
For those residents whose homes were flooded, even if they had to live in the corridor, they would not choose the 15th floor.
It gave Yu Xifeng a quiet place to hide.
Mid-December.
After the typhoon, the heavy rain has been going on for a whole month.
Still no intention of stopping.
The water level rose to the sixth floor, and it was impossible to squeeze into the corridor, so many people moved to the shelter.
Li Qingchu also went, and within two days, he came back by kayak.
The reason is simple: compared to the corridor, the shelter is even more crowded with no place to step.
Staying there, the person in front can tilt his head back and his hair can go into the mouth of the person behind.
On Li Qingchu's first night in the shelter, while he was taking a nap, the package he brought with him was stolen by someone.
We called in the rescue team, but they were so busy that they couldn't take care of such a small matter.
With so many people, more and more people are being rescued and transferred to shelters.
Li Qingchu stayed there for two days and couldn't hold on any longer, so he used the cash he had hidden on his body to find someone to send him back by kayak.
When I left, I had quilts, clothes, grains, oil, rice and flour. When I came back, I was left with only the clothes I was wearing.
Those who had originally considered going to the shelter gave up the plan after hearing what Li Qingchu had seen and heard.
That night, Yu Xifeng suddenly opened his eyes.
In addition to the sound of rain, there was a rustling sound at the door.
There is someone outside the door.
Yu Xifeng took out the sickle from the space, held it in his hand, and walked silently to the door.
The man wrapped himself tightly and his face could not be seen clearly through the mobile phone surveillance.
Open the door and fight with the person, or make a sound to scare the person away. Yu Xi weighed the sickle in his hand and felt that it would be difficult to control the strength if he attacked now.
Calculating the time, the official supplies will arrive in two days.
If we take fatal action now, it will be somewhat troublesome when the authorities arrive.
"Who!" Yu Xifeng shouted.
The man froze, then turned and ran away.
Yu Xifeng stood at the door and did not chase after him.
She thought about it, downloaded the surveillance video, and sent it to the property management group.
Late at night, only a few people responded in the group.
: I'll go
: Is this person from our building?
: Definitely. It’s raining so hard, it’s obvious someone is here.
Things fermented the next day.
Someone's house was robbed. It belonged to Old Mrs. Zhao who lived on the ninth floor.
The thief did not steal any money, but instead ransacked Mrs. Zhong's kitchen and refrigerator, and even took away the pots of green onions planted on the balcony.
There were a lot of people crowded in the corridor outside Old Lady Zhao's door. Li Qingchu lived on this floor.
If a thief wants to get into Old Mrs. Zhao’s house, he must first squeeze in through the corridor.
In other words, the theft was either done by someone in the corridor or condoned by someone in the corridor.
People living in the corridor are psychologically unbalanced.
Everyone lives together in such a crowded way, how can the original residents remain unscathed?
You have to look at other people's faces when borrowing water or electricity.
When the theft happened, many people were gloating in their hearts.
"This is going to kill me." Old Mrs. Zhao pounded her chest, and her husband pounded his crutch, also very angry.
The group was very silent.
No one joined in or blamed, but everyone could clearly feel that the atmosphere in the building was getting worse.
Two more theft cases occurred subsequently, one involving a young woman living alone, and the other involving an old widowed lady.
Previously, all requests for accommodation had been rejected.
Everyone was in danger. When Yu Xifeng went downstairs, the people he met looked at him with covetous and wary eyes.
However, after the video was released, everyone knew that there was a surveillance camera installed at Yu Xifeng's door, and no one was planning to target Yu Xifeng for the time being.
Yu Xifeng came back from checking the water level and found that Chen Caifeng had moved into Tan Wanwan's house.
Ma Tian leaned against the door and smoked, staring at Yu Xifeng without hiding his bold look.
He must have been involved in the theft, and once the bottom line is broken, it is difficult to go back to the way it was before.
In the corridor, the new order was taking shape.
Disorder, violence and blood.
Yu Xifeng looked back at Ma Tian and slowly smiled.
Old Mrs. Zhao knocked on doors from house to house, begging for food in the buildings.
She is not the first, nor the last.
Li Qingchu had knocked on Yu Xifeng’s door before, but Yu Xifeng didn’t open it. He knocked for a long time and then went to the next house.
At this time, it would be very dangerous to reveal that you have surplus food.
No matter how much food Yu Xifeng has stored, he will not use it to feed the residents of a building.
Many people in the group are @晨晨他爸爸.
: Brother, I am starving, please be kind and open the door @晨晨他爸爸
: One bowl, half a bowl of rice is enough @晨晨他爸爸
: I'm not picky, as long as it's edible @晨晨他爸爸
: Brother, please don't stand by and watch me die, I smell the fragrance of food @晨晨他爸爸
: You have so much food stored at home, just give me some @晨晨他爸爸
: @晨晨他爸爸
: @晨晨他爸爸
: @晨晨他爸爸
Building 2, Chenchen’s home.
There was constant knocking on the door outside, day and night.
First there was begging, then cursing, followed by threats.
"Are you a human being or not? Everyone is hungry, how dare you hide in there and eat alone?"
"Believe it or not, I will set fire to your house and we will die together."
"Get out here, you bastard!"
Most of the people here have received half a pound of rice from Chenchen's father.
The kitchen knife left scratches on the outside of the door, and my mother hasn't had a good night's sleep for several days.
Chenchen buried his head, eating the rice in the bowl with care, and carefully licking the last drop of chili oil from the pickles.
Chenchen's father put down the bowl and muttered, "Why is there only this much?"
Meeting the woman's hateful eyes, Chenchen's father lowered his voice, finished his meal in a few bites, and locked himself in the bedroom.
Yu Xifeng was lying on the bed. She no longer cooked.
The fragrance will spread and attract people in the corridor.
It is better to have less trouble than more. The cooked food in the space is enough for her to eat for a while.
For lunch, I had roast duck rice, half a roast duck leg sliced into slices, kelp strips and shredded potatoes.
After dinner, Yu Xifeng cut himself another orange.
After eating, pack up the garbage and put it into the space.
I rewatched a childhood cartoon in the afternoon, watching it while washing and picking lettuce.
It’s okay not to cook and just simply process the ingredients, since you’re free anyway.
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