Chapter 27 Chapter 27 (Starting from reverse v) [VIP]
Bai Duan didn't dare to carefully observe Bai He's face and expression at this moment. He knew how sensitive and suspicious Bai He was. He tried his best to maintain a normal attitude and said to Bai He, "Tangyuan, you go home first."
Bai He made an OK gesture to Bai Duan and left. Only then did his gaze fall lightly on other people.
The people around him felt a little uncomfortable because Bai He's gaze lacked the warmth of humanity. They were in his eyes, but not in his eyes.
Walking across the street, with his back to everyone, Bai He's face was expressionless, and there was a hint of depression in his dark and gloomy eyes.
Mental patients are outliers; they are not normal people, and they will not be accepted by normal people. This is a common belief among mature mental patients, a lesson learned through blood and tears.
Parallel lines will never intersect, just like normal people can never understand the thoughts and emotions of a mentally ill person.
Many patients are not only unable to eliminate the negative emotions within their own bodies, but are also forced to endure the negative emotions imposed on them by their families and society. This leads to a heavy dependence on medication.
But medicine can only dilute a person's emotions, it cannot erase a person's emotions. As long as one is human, he will inevitably be affected by others. The same is true for Bai and nature. The blurred faces in memory have become clear. Someone here held him when he was a child, someone stuffed snacks into his pocket, and someone praised him sincerely.
Only hurt that comes from the heart will cause real harm.
After Bai He left, someone belatedly said, "He Wenjuan really doesn't know how to teach children..."
"She has her own problems. Can you just say that?" The person who spoke secretly glanced at Bai Duan, who had an expressionless face and looked a little scary, and slowly lowered his voice.
"Hey~ This disease is not caused by one's own wishes. It's too much...!" The old man didn't know whether he was saying that He Wenjuan and her son were being too much, or that everyone around them was being too much for just standing by and watching.
"Bai He is a good kid. He even helped my family fix the refrigerator and TV before... What a pity."
The voices were unusually broken by the cold wind, and everyone moved on from the topic in silence.
The continued drop in temperature made the city's repair work extremely difficult. Despite the difficulties, the government and the military prioritized clearing traffic at all costs.
Communications were paralyzed, and the Bai family also learned from Bai Port that many towns were in dire shortage of food and medicine. Without support, the people inside could only wait to die.
In some remote areas, individuals and organizations took advantage of the breakdown of communications and surveillance to openly loot and smash stores. Special cases require special treatment. In several cases, as Bai Duan mentioned, the situations were so severe that the perpetrators were shot dead on the spot.
The wind was fierce and the frost was fierce. The water from the previous rain had not yet cleared, but it had already frozen into ice. In some sections of the road, people would slip on it, let alone cars. A recent headache for the police and the army is the frequent road accidents, especially now that people are staying indoors to avoid the cold, and many people are frozen when they are found.
Bai Duan told his family not to go out unless necessary, as it was too chaotic outside. But even without his warning, the Bai family wouldn't go out. They weren't too careless; they were content with having their family around and enough food and clothing. None of them felt their lives were too dull and wanted to go out and seek excitement.
The Ning family had had enough of their turbulent days and wanted to have a good rest and return home after order was restored.
Bai He had long wanted to build a greenhouse and had already purchased the materials, but for various reasons, the project had to be postponed time and again. Finally, he was forced to do it himself, but his own strength was limited. After several days of hard work, he finally laid the foundation. Seeing that the weather had temporarily stabilized, Bai He asked his grandfather to help him hire a group of workers.
Grandpa Bai, a lover of novelties, was also very interested in the greenhouse Bai He mentioned. The old man and the young man imagined countless benefits of a greenhouse. Grandpa Bai, who has extensive construction experience, personally worked with Bai He on the planning and design.
However, Grandpa Bai also suggested that this plan could be postponed until after spring. First, the workers' efficiency would inevitably be low in the cold weather, and second, the current labor cost is one-third higher than usual, which is not cost-effective.
But Bai He naturally couldn't wait until then.
Bai He's greenhouse is built on the site of a former vegetable patch. Working outdoors in these weather conditions is a real challenge for workers from the south. Even a few minutes outside can leave exposed hands and faces numb with cold. However, Bai He's generous wages keep the workers hard at work, only warming their hands by the fire when the cold gets too intense.
With a dozen workers, plus voluntary help from the Bai family, the greenhouse was completed in five days. The greenhouse wasn't large, only about 270 square meters, but it was more than enough for him. Bai He breathed a sigh of relief after it was completed. He immediately sowed rapeseed seeds inside.
Urban construction is progressing very slowly. It has been more than ten days since the rain stopped. Today, someone from the power company finally came to the village to repair the electrical wires.
Four workers per car, and the sight of them in Sheshui Village was incredibly exciting. Life without electricity and internet was simply unbearable. Going to bed by eight and getting up by nine, even a sturdy man couldn't help but shed tears.
The power lines in the village were broken like rags by the strong wind, and two electric poles were knocked down. It would naturally not be easy to repair them in a day or two.
The four workers hammered away all day, and when it was getting dark at five o'clock, they bought a big bag of things from the store and left.
That night, Bai He was awakened by Hei Dou's shouting. The window was banging non-stop. Bai He opened the window, and the cold wind blew white snowflakes onto his face.
"It's snowing." Bai He squinted his eyes with a flashlight and looked outside. He saw that the sky outside had turned white. The north wind was blowing the snow like waves, hitting the houses layer by layer.
The snow fell very quickly and heavily, and soon a layer of white snow accumulated on the ground.
This scene was a rare sight for people from the south. Undeterred by the cold, Baihe wrapped himself in a long cotton-padded jacket and crouched by the window, admiring the snow. Heidou, standing up, also leaned in to the window, curiously observing the snowflakes. However, the weather was a bit irritating for his nose, and the minus-20-degree wind blew, causing him to sneeze uncontrollably.
"Bang, bang, bang!" Bai He suddenly heard a strange noise coming from the roof. Then he saw hailstones like broken silver, falling from the sky to the ground. Ice mixed with snow fell rapidly to the ground. These hailstones were as big as fists, and when they landed in the mud, they made a pit.
Bai He frowned. This wasn't just hail, it was a disaster. A chunk of ice this big hitting someone's head while walking down the street could be fatal. Fortunately, it was nighttime, and everyone was hunkered down indoors.
But hiding inside didn't guarantee absolute safety. The sound of "bang, bang, bang" continued, reverberating loudly against the iron door and glass. From Baihe's vantage point, he could see rows of tiles sliding off the roof of the building across the street, shattering. It was like a house being demolished, the noise was immense. Heidou circled Baihe anxiously, snorting.
Bai He stroked its head soothingly. Seeing more and more hail outside, he was a little worried about the tiles that had just been repaired on the roof. He wondered how many would be left after this hailstorm.
The hailstorm was so noisy, like dozens of catapults pounding down on the house from outside. Bai He was kept awake the entire time, unable to fall asleep until the hail stopped more than two hours later.
He had a few bad dreams in a daze. One day, his house was hit by a one-meter-big hailstone. He was standing alone in the ruins in his pajamas, and the cold wind went through his body like a knife.
For a while he was walking in the deserted wilderness, with thick and soft snow and frozen white ice under his feet. His vision was filled with a desolate white. There was not a single living thing in the whole world. He seemed to be abandoned alone outside the world. The panic of being left behind and the emptiness and confusion enveloped him. His body kept shaking, and he walked forward with difficulty and confusion.
Suddenly, he saw many familiar yet unfamiliar faces, their faces distorted and covered in blood. His vision was enveloped in a crimson hue. Suddenly, a terrifying, enormous black shadow loomed over him. He felt as small as an ant. Bai He instinctively wanted to run, but his body was frozen like ice, unable to move. As he watched the shadow about to engulf him, Bai He's heart tightened, his hands and feet trembled, and he woke from his dream.
When he woke up, he found that the warmth in the quilt had gone out. He curled up unconsciously, and his face, which was exposed outside the quilt, was also frozen numb. No wonder he was always so cold in his dreams.
A faint light came in through the window. Bai He looked at the clock on the opposite wall. It was seven forty, and the indoor thermometer showed minus thirty degrees Celsius.
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