Chapter 414 Hail. Space Slate
These are all temporary shacks that cannot withstand hail and rain.
"I think I heard my mother's voice." A young man who came with Bao Jin said and was about to rush out. Fortunately, Bao Jin reacted quickly and grabbed him. "Shuanzi, do you want to die?"
"Brother Jinzi, that was my mother's voice just now." Shuanzi's eyes were red. He was one of the young men in the village. When there was something going on in the village, the young men had to help without hesitation. This was the rule. But... he also had his own family to take care of!
"You can't help much if you go back." Bao Jin was worried about his grandfather, but going out now would only lead to death.
"Then I can't just watch them get hurt." Shuanzi was anxious and struggled hard to break free from Jinbao's hand.
Fisherman Zhao stepped forward, hugged the man, and threw him into the house, causing Shuanzi to fall flat on his back.
"If you die, your father will never rest in peace." Zhao Yufu glanced at the others and shouted angrily, "No one can leave today."
Clang——
Crash--
Everyone trembled, and the second floor was also hit hard, and the only piece of glass was probably broken.
Aunt Zhao slapped her thigh, as all their belongings were on it, and she turned around and ran upstairs.
"Stop." Zhao Yufu called her, "You can't go up either. Don't you want to live?"
Meilin said, "If you lose something, you can save it again, but if you lose your life, you lose everything."
Everyone could hear the clanging and clattering noises, and it was probably in a mess.
"It's easy for you to say that, but how can we save it? Will you give it to us?" Cai Feng muttered softly, "God just won't let us live... wuwuwu..."
What these two people said makes sense. These days, all you can save is for survival, which means if you don't die today, you will die tomorrow.
Fisherman Zhao walked up to the one-armed uncle and squatted in the corner like him, with his head hung, looking very lonely.
Chu An had an idea and threw all the stone slabs in the space into the night, instantly covering the sky above the entire fishing village. Unexpectedly, there were still a lot left.
This time she didn't punish anyone, she really just thought of it. As expected, her emotions would affect her thinking speed.
"There's no hail anymore." He Xun exclaimed, "Look, look, it's not raining anymore."
As soon as he finished speaking, the five men all rushed out. Aunt Zhao also ran upstairs. Only Caifeng was still a little hesitant. Would she run halfway before coming down?
"Aren't you going back?" Fisherman Zhao asked with a frown.
"I...I just got scared. I need to calm down for a while."
Zhao Yufu knew her little thoughts. Others took advantage of this opportunity to take a gamble even if it meant taking risks. Only she...
Well, never mind. He followed Aunt Zhao upstairs and reminded her, "Xiao An and Xiao Ye, take care of yourselves. I'll go upstairs to see your aunt."
"Uncle Zhao, I understand." Gu Ye responded, then stole a glance at Chu An, "That..."
"Yeah." Chu An knew what he was going to ask and gave him an affirmative look.
"Xiao An... have you noticed... that you have become soft-hearted recently." Gu Ye said in a low voice.
"Being soft-hearted is not a good thing."
"It's not good for the enemy, but it's good for ordinary people." Gu Ye suddenly grabbed her hand and placed a hailstone the size of a fingernail in her palm. "Look, if this thing is as big as a bowl, it would be a deadly weapon, but it looks pretty good at this size."
Chu An raised his eyebrows. Da Gouzi must have read too many chicken soup articles. But what he said was true. As the regrets of the previous life were slowly made up, her heart was no longer cold and hard, and the idea of simply venting anger by killing was gradually weakening.
Otherwise, according to probability, at least one-tenth of the people in this village are people she doesn't like, and it is impossible to save them all.
Never mind, I'll just consider it as a good deed for myself this time.
Being able to be reborn and get the golden finger may be because she did something right in her previous life. She hopes that she will always have opportunities in the next life and the next life. Who doesn't want to live as she pleases? And as her mental strength improves, she can give herself more and more sense of security. On the premise of being able to protect herself, she can do more things for the people around her within her ability.
She did not completely block out the hail. She made sure that after the five young men returned home, she would appropriately withdraw a few stone slabs to let everyone know that the hail was still falling. Otherwise, if it was brought up tomorrow, she would have to use metaphysical explanations.
The hail lasted for nearly twenty minutes, and everywhere was in ruins except for the fishing village.
Several men went upstairs to help Zhao Yufu clean up the second floor, and Chu An left some tarpaulins for him.
When we were driving back, we found that the road was full of people carrying buckets to pick up hail. They didn't care whether it was clean or not, they all put it into the buckets frantically. With the temperature like this, there would be nothing left by tomorrow morning.
"Should we pick up some too?" He Xun asked in the back row.
Chu An, "The monkeys should have been picked up."
Even if we go down to pick them up, we won't be able to beat these people.
When everyone returned to the resort, the guardhouse at the entrance had been smashed and deformed, with one side dented. The already rusty entertainment facilities were all missing parts, and some had collapsed. The carousel was left with only a deformed empty frame, and the roller coaster was so twisted that the designer couldn't recognize it, and all the glass was covered with broken glass.
The temperature has dropped a bit. The perceived temperature at night is 37 or 38 degrees. The daytime temperature tomorrow may return to around 40 degrees.
As expected, Shen Changyuan led Big Nose and others to pick up hailstones. The bucket was full, so someone brought out a pot.
Everyone got off the car and joined the ranks of picking up hail. They were still worrying about the fresh water in the sea, but isn't this a gift from God?
Before going to bed at night, Chu An saw a piece of news on the Internet that an agricultural base had started selling heat-resistant seedlings, including sweet potatoes, potatoes, barley, etc., and the prices were more expensive than diamonds in the prosperous world.
Chu An calculated the time. By now, the Beijing base should have found an agronomist and started to compete with them. Why would they be so arrogant?
Did something go wrong in the middle?
The comments below are all kinds of strange. Some people scolded them for making money from the national crisis, some praised their selfless dedication, and some remained neutral, saying that it was so expensive and only a few could afford it. But one cannot deny their research results.
The next morning, when Chu An and Gu Ye went downstairs to eat, Li Qing and Jinli were also there. They came back at around seven this morning and brought back a lot of water, all from yesterday's hail.
Li Qing invited Chu An to come and sit with him and talked about yesterday's hail. Six people were killed and more than a dozen were injured at the dock. There was nothing they could do about it.
"His tattooed arm was also hit, but luckily it was only his shoulder. Old Wei is giving him an acupuncture injection."
"By the way, there are still three ships going out to sea." Li Qing sighed, "You can't get fat in one go, we have to take it slow. I talked to a few captains at the dock last night. It's hard to catch fish near the coast now, so we have to go farther away."
"Alas, natural disasters come one after another, and we don't know what the sea is like. So I thought I'd better fish a few boats near the coast and wait until the natural disasters stabilize before heading further away."
Li Qing's brows were furrowed as he spoke, and he must be worried about the safety of his brothers.
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