After Ji Kangyong left, Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan tidied up the house and then went into the space to wash up.
Although they decided to live outside the space from now on and try to adapt to the cold environment, they decided to still go into the space for washing and cleaning, since Bi Qiaoan couldn't afford to get cold right now.
After taking a shower, Shen Yanming used a hairdryer to dry Bi Qiaoan's long hair.
His long, flowing black hair danced between his fingertips, and Shen Yanming truly enjoyed this moment of tranquility.
After Bi Qiaoan's long hair dried, the two stored some grains, fruits, meat, and eggs in the space before leaving.
Of course, before leaving the space, the two fed the goose some spiritual spring water.
Nourished by the spring water, the goslings grew increasingly plump and strong, and of course, increasingly clever as well.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan lay on the large bed in the bedroom, covered with thick quilts, with several hot water bottles on their sides and feet.
Shen Yanming picked up his phone and scrolled through Weibo. So many people were taking the day off today; he had to find out why.
But to his surprise, there was very little information online. Shen Yanming frowned and continued to search for clues, unwilling to give up.
Much later, he discovered that a netizen had said the temperature in northern Qinghua Kingdom had dropped to minus thirty degrees Celsius.
Compared to them, Mirage at this time was like paradise.
Because the heating hasn't been turned on over there yet, they're afraid of the cold when they're awake, and even more afraid of the cold when they're asleep.
Boiling hot water poured on the ground freezes in three seconds, and your breath can frost off your eyelashes.
In short, we can't afford to go on any longer.
People usually cover themselves with two or three quilts when they sleep at night, and some even wear hats and masks, just in case cold air gets in and makes them catch a fever or cold.
Even so, many people still fall ill uncontrollably.
Many people with connections started a second escape from North Harbin and Simon City, but most people stayed at home, waiting for the Qinghe Alliance to provide assistance so that their predicament could be alleviated in time.
That's right, we've experienced temperatures as low as minus thirty degrees Celsius before, but in the past, we always had central heating, which hasn't been turned on this year.
Shen Yanming turned off his phone, thinking that it really was because of the drop in temperature that caused a large number of colds and fevers.
Well, this illness isn't serious and it's treatable, but if you don't take it seriously, it could still be fatal.
However, in any case, the situation is much better than when we faced the HZ virus last time.
Not wanting to think about it anymore, Shen Yanming pulled Bi Qiaoan into his arms and prepared to go to sleep.
But he had just drifted off to sleep when he was awakened by a piercing ringing of a bell.
Shen Yanming also has a temper; he answered the call without even looking at the caller ID.
Who is it?
"Old Shen, it's me, Heping. Who made you so angry?"
Shen Yanming thought to himself, "Don't you know who's messing with me? No one would be happy to be disturbed when they've just fallen asleep."
However, considering that Zhang Heping had taken time out of his busy schedule to call him, he suppressed his displeasure and said gently, "It's nothing. What's wrong at the hospital? Are you very busy?"
"Yes, there are so many patients. Some slipped and broke their bones while out, while others caught a cold or fever from being chilled. The illnesses aren't serious, it's just that there are so many people!"
"That's good. You should also take care to rest and not overwork yourself. By the way, I've made all the meat from your house into jerky for you."
"Huh? Why?"
"Didn't you know there was a power outage? If we don't deal with it for you, do you think the meat in your fridge will survive?"
"Power outage? Oh, I think there was such a thing. I didn't notice because there was electricity in the hospital, but I did hear a patient mention it."
"The generators used in hospitals, right?"
"Yes, it burns a lot of oil, but there's no way around it; it can't just stop working."
"Then wear your mask properly and make sure you get enough rest. Don't worry, the meat at home is stored up for you, so you can eat it as soon as you get home."
"Of course I feel at ease with you here. Hehe, I'm going to do my rounds now."
"Okay, I'm going to sleep too."
"So happy, goodnight!"
After hanging up the phone, Shen Yanming continued to sleep while holding Bi Qiaoan.
The next day, Shen Yanming woke up around six o'clock in the morning. He saw that the room was still dark, so he sighed and got out of bed to open the curtains a crack.
It wasn't until 7:30 that a sliver of dawn appeared in the east, and then the sky slowly began to brighten.
Bi Qiaoan was awakened by Shen Yanming's repeated getting out of bed to check on things. She looked at Shen Yanming and said resentfully, "Actually, you should be glad that at least the sun has risen."
Shen Yanming thought about it and realized that made sense. When they were reading apocalyptic novels, they had even seen scenes of planets entering a perpetual night mode.
Because she went to bed early last night, Bi Qiaoan wasn't sleepy at all. After washing up in the space with Shen Yanming, she put on thick coral fleece pajamas and sat up against the headboard.
Shen Yanming set up a lazy table, took out two servings of wontons from his spatial storage, and ate with Bi Qiaoan.
After eating the delicious wontons, Bi Qiaoan felt warm all over.
After tidying up the table and dishes, Shen Yanming went to prepare today's lunch: rice with green beans and shredded pork.
Then, he took out two clean lunch boxes and filled them with a portion of the dried meat from Zhang Heping's and Ji Kangyong's portions, respectively.
One copy was for Li Yueya, and the other was for her office colleagues.
We'll use Zhang Heping's portion and make up for it when he gets back. Of course, I doubt that guy will care.
Shen Yanming put four identical lunch boxes into the bag he usually used to carry lunch boxes. Two of them contained dried meat, and the other two were empty.
As for the two containers of lunch, he stored them in his spatial storage, planning to switch them out under the cover of the table at noon.
Shen Yanming also brought a thermos of red date, white fungus and lotus seed soup. He had made a lot of it last night, so it was ready to drink today.
This can be displayed openly and honestly because it is not ostentatious.
Although they all seem to be good things, dried white fungus and dried lotus seeds can be stored for a long time. As long as your family likes to make sweet soup, they will more or less keep some in the kitchen before the apocalypse.
Moreover, this soup is very economical to make; all you need is one dried white fungus, three to five red dates, and a dozen or so lotus seeds.
So, it looks high-quality, but upon closer inspection, it's nothing special.
Shen Yanming and Bi Qiaoan, dressed in thick down jackets, hats, scarves, and masks, and carrying lunchboxes and insulated containers, went out.
As soon as the two arrived at the underground parking garage, they saw Chen Shunwei walk in carrying a large broom.
"Mr. Shen!" Chen Shunwei called out excitedly to Shen Yanming, then leaned the broom against the wall and ran over.
"Don't run away, don't run away, let's talk this out!" Shen Yanming said with a smile.
Chen Shunwei ran to Shen Yanming's side and said to him, "Mr. Shen, Wang Lai is on duty in the security room. When you leave the community, he will beep twice and I will ask him to return your umbrella to you."
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