Chapter 43 Heavy Rain. Retrieving Spiritual Food
Chu An rushed to the university town according to the map on his mobile phone.
The rain outside was lighter than in the morning, but it was still not suitable for driving. Unless it was absolutely urgent, everyone chose not to go out.
There was no water on the streets of West City yet. The water was flowing close to the ground, but it had reached the upper part of the shoes. There was no pedestrian on either side of the street. Occasionally, a few private cars drove by, but they were also moving at a snail's pace.
The University Town is located in the north of Xicheng District. It is a bit remote for people living in the city, but it is within an acceptable distance from Qingrun Apartment.
She kept driving at around 40 miles per hour and finally arrived at the residential building shown on the map after an hour.
The residential building is quite old, with only seven floors, and no surprise, there is no elevator. According to the information provided by the seller, the studio is on the fifth floor. Sigh, let's climb the stairs.
Although Chu An doesn't like to exercise, his motor nerves are still good. His wandering life and working life have also given him non-subjective training, so climbing to the fifth floor is no problem for him.
When she reached the fifth floor, the seller's door was just open, but he was throwing out trash.
The person in the door was stunned for two seconds, "Chu An?"
The boy who threw the garbage looked young. He was wearing a summer sports outfit, had a medium build, and a baby face. He was neither ugly nor handsome.
She asked back, "A man like God?"
The two confirmed their identities using their online usernames, and Chu An was allowed into the house.
The house was a three-bedroom apartment converted into a studio. The living room was large, with a lot of fast food and mineral water piled up in the corner. In every room, someone was typing away on a keyboard.
The other party didn't say anything extra and directly brought out a large cardboard box. It was not sealed and you could see the hard drives inside. It was estimated that there were more than 50 hard drives.
"The hard drives are all 8 TB, the discounted price is 1,100 each, and there are 80 in total."
This price is not high in the market and is within her acceptable range. She doesn't care what their reserve price is.
She squatted down and picked up a hard drive to check it. There was a label on it indicating the type and main contents.
She used the seller's computer to randomly check the contents of several hard drives, which were what she wanted, and the contents of the hard drives were also categorized and titled.
She readily paid the balance, and the godly man took the initiative to help her move to the car downstairs.
On the way home, there were more cars and pedestrians on both sides of the street, all carrying large and small bags and walking in a hurry.
She felt that many people in this world had a sense of crisis, and this idea was soon confirmed.
Three kilometers away from Qingrun Apartment, she encountered a traffic jam. From afar, she saw a long queue in front of the supermarket. The queue was so serpentine that it had not even made five turns and had already reached the road.
At that distance, only one lane is open to traffic, and two drivers have encountered a scratch and are now roaring in the heavy rain to resolve the problem.
She turned on the car radio and heard that most of the traffic in the city was paralyzed and even the traffic police were stuck on the road.
She sent a message in Li Qing’s group, asking them to go directly to the 11th floor. The password was 1010, Lao Chu’s birthday.
Watching the crowds slowly moving into the supermarket, she was actually relieved because she wouldn't be able to go out and buy anything in a few days. But when she thought of the jam-packed streets, she couldn't suppress her anger.
"Don't be angry, don't be angry. If you get angry and make yourself sick, no one will replace you."
An hour later, the traffic police arrived and the convoy was finally able to move forward slowly. Two hours later, we finally arrived at Qingrun Apartment.
At this time, the sky was covered with dark clouds again and the rain became heavier.
She hurried back to the 11th floor and saw Li Qing leaning against the door with a cane. The green light reflected by his cell phone made his face look very pale.
Chu An suddenly remembered that the rear-installed iron door could only be opened with a key.
"I forgot." Chu An explained, and then saw Li Qing's heartless smile.
She opened the door and invited, "Come in, your legs can't be empty for long."
Li Qing didn't move. "No, Gangzi and the others are still waiting for me downstairs. I was waiting for you to come back because I was afraid you would worry, so I told you."
Chu An frowned, "Where are you going? The village in the city has been flooded."
Li Qing smiled and said, "Gangzi has already rented a house near the repair shop. Let's live there."
The repair shop is located at a higher level, but not much higher. "Which floor did you rent?"
"Fifteenth floor, don't worry, if the world really ends, I will come to you for help." Li Qing stretched out his hand and rubbed her head randomly, "How can my sister live with a bunch of men?"
"Then let's finish our meal before we go. I'm ready."
"No more eating. My legs are a little numb. I'd better go back and lie down."
"You really aren't staying?"
"We are three grown men, what are you worried about?"
Chu An doesn't like to force people, "Okay then, call me if you have anything."
Li Qing didn't ask her to carry him downstairs. He had used the crutches countless times over the years and had become very familiar with it.
Chu An went back to the house, took a shower to get rid of the cold, sat on the lower bunk to rest, and sent a WeChat message to Zhuona to ask about the situation.
Zhuona replied fairly quickly, saying that everything was fine at home, and that her mother usually liked to stock up on supplies so that they could have enough to eat for a month or two without having to go out.
She sent another WeChat message to Gu Ye, but Gu Ye didn't reply.
Give him some space. No one can bear to see their closest person leave in this way.
Put down your phone, take out the fast food box from the space, and start making lunch.
A combination of meat and vegetables, each lunch box contains two meat dishes, one vegetable dish, a pickled vegetable, and four ounces of rice.
The meat dishes include braised beef with soybean sauce, beef stewed with radish, steamed pork belly, braised pork, pork stewed with vermicelli, sweet and sour spare ribs, chicken stewed with mushrooms, and braised chicken legs. The vegetarian dishes include scrambled eggs with persimmons, fermented tofu with soybean sauce, spicy shredded pork, three fresh vegetables, shredded potatoes, stir-fried bamboo shoots, home-cooked cold dishes, and stir-fried meat with peppers.
Free combination, random selection.
She didn't plan to go out again, so she cooked more meals while there was enough water and electricity, as cooking would become more and more difficult in the future.
I set an alarm every day and slept only four hours. When I was tired, I would take a nap or look at the information on the hard drive. I did this for three days and made 400 boxes of lunch.
Her cell phone was kept on 24 hours a day, but Li Qing, Gu Ye and Zhuona never sent her a message or called her.
She was not in the class group, and the property group only followed Xiao Wang, the property manager, and set the message to not be disturbed, so these three days were very quiet.
This morning, she looked through the group logs and found that apart from complaints about the heavy rain, there were also forwardings of various news.
Most of them are social news: "A resident of a community went out in the rain and was electrocuted to death." "Where should stray furry children go in the rainstorm?" "Villagers were trapped in the flood, and soldiers built a human wall to rescue them." "When will the rainstorm stop? The doomsday prophecy may come true." "A family of three was trapped for three days without a drop of water and was finally rescued." "A certain woman suffered from depression after three days of heavy rain."
Traffic websites and internet celebrities also started their performances. Some organized donations, some gave inspirational messages, and some posted spoof videos, wearing Taoist robes and performing the art of stopping rain.
She just took a quick look and then left to wash her face, brush her teeth and prepare breakfast.
After breakfast, I continued to cook until my phone started to ring.
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