Chapter 199 Has the Temperature Really Dropped?
After reporting what happened to Tang Jin, the two were unable to get immediate feedback because they decided not to go out at night from that day on.
To be precise, after delivering enough daily necessities to sustain for more than twenty days to each resettlement site, each supply point basically has to operate on its own.
The weather is too hot. Volunteers and temporarily recruited workers are human beings, and soldiers and party members are also human beings. As human beings, they cannot endure the pain of running around in the high temperature.
Moreover, there have been more than one serious incident of snatching ice trucks and threatening people, and some resettlement sites have even resorted to violence, causing a huge disturbance.
After making sure they would not go out again, Tan Zhaozhao and a few others focused all their attention on the poultry and vegetable seedlings in the house upstairs.
As the temperature rises, even if the house is protected from direct sunlight and the air conditioner is turned on to cool it down, many poultry that are about to grow up will still die because the air conditioner outdoor unit will often stop working due to high temperatures.
All the vegetable seedlings have wilted, turned yellow, and have curled leaves. If the indoor temperature was not lower than outside and if they were not watered multiple times a day, they would have died long ago.
Not only that, the cats at home couldn't stand the heat either. They all became listless, or became particularly manic at night.
There was no regional power supply and the elevator could not operate. Several people who wanted to go to the 18th floor could only take the stairs in the fire escape.
The stairs were narrow and stuffy. I climbed up more than ten flights of stairs. My heart felt like it was about to explode. I was so hot and tired that I simply took the cat down with me.
It’s not that they don’t want to live at home and enjoy air conditioning, fans and refrigerators, but the temperature on the top floor is like a completely different world from that below. Sometimes they even wonder if the high temperature has cracked the floor... A high-rise home is like a huge oven. People who go in there will be dried out, dehydrated and cooked in no time.
Everyone has been eating very simply these days. The high temperature makes people have almost no desire to eat except drinking water. This is true for humans and cats alike.
However, this "hard" life is nothing to Song Qianyi.
She has space, which contains not only the large amount of daily necessities and military supplies stockpiled by the country, but also various supplies that she had stockpiled with her own money before the end of the world. Moreover, her space ignores the flow of time.
Therefore, a few people in the team could occasionally get some benefits. As long as they were not discovered, Song Qianyi would secretly put an ice cream or a bottle of ice water in their hands.
She even miraculously took out those cool mats for the kittens, one by one, without anyone fighting over them.
When others saw it, they just thought that Tan Zhaozhao and Li Shan took it back to their home. Apart from being envious of a cat being able to live more comfortably than humans, they would not have thought that it was Song Qianyi's space.
During the entire period of high temperature weather, dozens of people in the community seemed to be living on a hot island at the same time. After a long time, everyone could recognize each other. Those with good memory could even tell how many people were in each family and what their personalities were, and knew who was easy to get along with and who was not.
Occasionally there would be disputes and conflicts, but because of the presence of official teams, everyone was more restrained and overall the situation was quite harmonious.
Later, after holding several "community collective survival meetings" in succession, everyone even went out to scout the area at night, and then found several spacious resettlement sites where they could temporarily set up tents and live in during an earthquake.
As long as the earthquake does not instantly cause a piece of land to collapse into an abyss, that area will basically be safe. Even if a building collapses, it will not fall there.
Everyone is looking forward to the temperature dropping soon.
Tan Zhaozhao even fell in love with writing a diary during these idle days.
In fact, at the beginning I just used a calendar to draw circles on it to prevent myself from forgetting the passage of time in the outside world.
But then she decided that drawing circles wasn't enough to help her remember something, so she started writing in a diary.
In fact, there was nothing worth recording in a day. Many times when she was writing in her diary, Xingxing would lie beside the small table, tilting her head and peek at her openly.
Then you will find that the diary is filled with a few dry and boring sentences, and they are repetitive.
April 7, xx.
Weather: Sunny.
Temperature: 68℃.
[The temperature has risen by 2℃ compared to the same time yesterday. I don’t know when it will cool down. It should take many days, right? I picked out all the freeze-dried cat food for Xingxing to eat. I am a little worried that there will be additives in these processed freeze-dried cat food, but there is nothing I can do. I can only take Xingxing home every day to feed him milk and meat. I hope he doesn’t get sick from eating this, otherwise Dr. Bai will say he is a human doctor, not a veterinarian.]
April 12, xx.
Weather: Very hot.
Temperature: 73℃.
[The temperature is a bit higher today. I can’t breathe. Even if the temperature drops at night, I can’t sleep because of the heat. I think there is a fireball hidden in my lungs. I breathe and breathe fire. I was thinking about exercising before. I have built up muscle groups by climbing up and down the stairs in the high temperature these days. Fortunately, Xingxing doesn’t mind. Even if I am sweating all over, he will come to me and cuddle with me. My baby Xingxing is indeed the cutest kitten in the world! ]
April xx……
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It's dawn.
The temperature begins to rise.
Tan Zhaozhao, who had just come down from upstairs, rubbed his brows tiredly, closed the notebook in which he had recorded yesterday's notes, and looked at the time. It was 5:13 in the morning.
She was a little sleepy, so she yawned and lay back on the cool mat. The rare cool temperature under her back made her relax her previously frowned brows. She reached out to touch the kitten that had run over and lay next to her. Although it was hot, the person and the cat had never been separated. Even though occasionally her cheeks would be left with red marks by the kitten's paws, Tan Zhaozhao would not feel annoyed, but would just use a small fan to fan the kitten who was drowsy from the heat.
"Good night, baby."
She closed her eyes. The completely disrupted and reversed work and rest schedule in the hot weather in the past two months had made her and many other people successfully form the habit of staying up at night and staying asleep during the day. Now she had to sleep for a while while it was only five o'clock and the temperature had not risen completely. When the temperature went up, it would be so hot that even breathing would feel like swallowing fire.
Xingxing raised his paw and gently touched his mother's slightly tired face. After a soft meow, he squatted beside his mother's head with his two front paws tucked in, watching over her as she slept.
The kitten had slept at night and was now very energetic. Its round green eyes were large and bright, and it was staring at somewhere in a daze clearly and quietly. In fact, its ears were always erect, and it was never on guard.
Xingxing deliberately goes to bed at a different time from her mother.
Because one morning when my mother was not sleeping very soundly, it discovered that she had not slept very soundly at all and the slightest noise would wake her up. During that period, my mother's face was full of haggardness and she had particularly heavy dark circles under her eyes.
Qiuqiu said that her mother was on guard and uneasy. When she was under high mental stress, she would be particularly prone to insomnia and could not sleep well at all. If this continued for a long time, it would easily lead to mental breakdown.
So from then on, Xingxing would go to bed next to her mother in advance. When her mother was about to go to sleep, she would squat next to her mother's head like a little soldier, alerting her to any possible dangers.
The kitten turned its head and saw the purple under its mother's eyes fade away. It twitched its ears in satisfaction and rubbed its mother's cheek with its head tilted, then continued to lie there obediently in a daze.
Mom’s sleep is the kitten’s glory!
But today…Mom seemed to sleep a little longer than usual.
The kitten swung its tail and raised its paw to pat the little ball of light that was also lying in front of it. "Ball, what time is it?"
Qiuqiu is already used to serving as a practical tool for Xingxing. For example, now it is an alarm clock that diligently reports on time. "It's 9:38 in the morning now."
After saying that, it added kindly: "Baby, your mother has slept 32 minutes longer than yesterday."
Xingxing listened to her mother's steady breathing. As if she had thought of something, her eyes suddenly sparkled and the tip of her tail curled up. She stood up, looked toward the exit of the underground parking lot, and asked in a low voice, "Qiuqiu, is the temperature starting to drop?"
Qiuqiu flew up, pressed the kitten's long whiskers on his cheek, and answered in a relaxed tone: "Yes, the temperature has started to drop. Today's temperature is 8 degrees Celsius lower than the same time yesterday."
If it were in the past, it could be called a cliff-like drop in temperature.
But now, it only allows people to continue sleeping despite being extremely tired, and it is still so hot that people are sweating all over.
The entire underground parking lot was filled with the sound of heavy breathing.
Of course, some people did not sleep, and some were woken up by the heat. They sat on the damp concrete floor with big fans, cursing the damn weather in low voices, and looking forward to the temperature dropping.
After a while, the tips of Xingxing's ears trembled, and her mother, who was originally sleeping beside her, quickly opened her eyes.
The first thing he did after waking up was to reach out and touch the kitten who was guarding his mother carefully beside his head.
"Baby, are you hungry?" There was still a hint of tiredness in Tan Zhaozhao's voice.
Xingxing came over with kitten steps and touched her mother's palm. Then after her mother sat up, she jumped to the other side of the crib, raised her paw, and slapped a button with force.
"Mom~"
"cold!"
A cold word was heard from far away in the empty underground parking lot.
Everyone who heard it subconsciously looked over, probably wanting to see who was going crazy.
Tan Zhaozhao was also stunned for several seconds.
She stared blankly at the kitten with its paw on the button. After several seconds, her mind seemed to restart and she suddenly came back to life.
She leaned over to the bedside and asked the kitten who was tilting his head to look at her, speaking a little quickly: "Baby, do you want to tell mom to lower the temperature?"
Xingxing nodded and jumped to press another button.
"Mom~"
"Yes!"
Before each speech or answering of a question, it would add "Mom" in a sticky voice, just like a mama's boy. This little habit is already very familiar to everyone who has often listened to the kitten's "speech" in the past two months.
But today, the kitten's answer still shocked them.
Tan Zhaozhao hadn't stood up yet, and Xingxing's claws were still on the button. Song Qianyi, who heard the noise not far away, asked first, "Is the temperature really dropping?"
The team members and the residents nearby who were already familiar with each other also came over, and everyone kept repeating the same question:
“Has the temperature really dropped?”
Xingxing tilted his head to look at them, meeting their expectant gazes, then raised his paw again and pressed it firmly:
"Yes!"
There is no prefix of "mom" or "uncle" or "aunt".
It's a double standard mama's boy kitten.
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