During the Mid-Autumn Festival, He Tianming wished all community members a happy Mid-Autumn Festival on the radio.
Whether you are happy or not, you know it in your heart, but with the blessings of others, even if they are poisonous chicken soup for the soul, you can feel a trace of human touch in the end times.
What's more, he also shared a short chicken soup article.
It may not be useful for the hungry or dying, but I just received the municipal welfare yesterday, and I picked up a lot of hail to replenish the water supply. The sweet potatoes planted by each family will soon be harvested.
Therefore, his blessings and sharing are quite timely.
This is the power of a psychologist. Jiang Ning feels that he should read more books on this subject.
In the evening, three people and a dog celebrated the festival.
Jiang Ning remembered that he had collected mooncakes and it took him a long time to find them: red bean paste, five-nut, white lotus paste, salted egg yolk, and snow skin mooncakes.
She liked salted egg yolks, so she ate the egg yolk, took two bites of lotus paste, and threw the rest to Huo Yishen.
Doudou didn’t eat much either. He just took two bites of the bean paste and the ice skin and pushed them to his brother.
Huo Yishen, who was facing a pile of mooncakes, said, "..."
In the end, the dog is the one that gets along best. It really enjoys having mooncakes to eat.
Click, click, click, help the trainer to finish a few of them, this kind of revolutionary friendship is unparalleled.
"Good dog." Huo Yishen secretly rewarded it with a piece of beef.
After a few days of being kept there without being allowed to do anything, Jiang Ning felt like his limbs were almost atrophied.
I had to go downstairs to move around, so I carried a bucket and went downstairs to get some water.
When we walked to the well, we found that the water level had dropped again. The old well digger and two members were still digging at the bottom of the well. There was a lot of yellow mud piled up not far away.
The people above the well looked solemn; they had been digging for quite some time, but not much water had come out.
If the drought continues, not only will the sweet potatoes die from the sun, but there will also be no drinking water for people. When will it end?
If they can't stay here anymore, where should they go?
Jiang Ning sensed their helplessness and confusion, and his heart began to grow heavy.
It’s extremely hot, but it won’t end so quickly.
As I was walking back with the bucket, something suddenly fell on my face.
Warm and hot.
Bird poop?
Click, again.
Jiang Ning reached out to touch it, and it was indeed wet.
But there is no smell.
She looked at the water on her fingertips and was stunned.
Then look up to the sky.
Snap, snap…
There were actual rain drops falling, hot.
“It’s raining, it’s raining!”
The well digger shouted, his voice distorted with excitement, "Oh my god, it's raining."
But soon, they discovered that the rain was wrong, it was hot.
It did rain, but it was boiling water.
It’s hot, hot enough to soak your feet in.
Several workers hurriedly pulled the rope, trying to pull the person out of the well, "Hurry, hurry, it's raining."
The rope was covered in yellow mud and became very slippery when it rained. I couldn't use any force when holding on to it.
The boiling water poured down, and the sky and the earth soon became blurred.
The well was very deep, at least seventy or eighty meters, and there were several people at the bottom of the well. If they were not pulled up in time, their lives would be in danger once rainwater poured in or groundwater bubbled up.
Jiang Ning went back and helped pull the rope.
But it was too slippery and it hurt my hands.
She reached into her pocket, pulled out a towel and wrapped it around the rope.
The rain slammed on the face, forcing people to open their eyes.
The abnormal temperature made everyone even more scared. What if it got hotter and hotter? Wouldn’t it scald them to death?
Fear surged in their hearts, and some people took off their shirts and wrapped them around the rope, and everyone worked together to pull the rope hard.
Pull up one, throw down the rope and pull up the second one.
The neighborhood patrol team was looking for a place to shelter from the rain. Seeing everyone rushing for time at the well, they rushed over to help.
There were three people in the well, and they were all pulled up.
By this time, the sky was overcast and the rain was heavy, and everyone was running home in their coats.
Jiang Ning picked up the bucket and was about to hold it up to go home to avoid the rain, but his arm was suddenly grabbed.
There was suddenly a big umbrella above his head. It was Huo Yishen.
"Hurry up." The weather was strange and who knew if it would rain boiling water. Huo Yishen held her in his arms and walked hurriedly, subconsciously tilting the umbrella towards her. "Be careful."
The two of them hurriedly ran towards home in the heavy rain.
Doudou was waiting at the door of the apartment building, and the dog was wagging its tail desperately.
Jiang Ning's eyes suddenly became wet.
Her previous life was horrible, but she never expected that in this life not only would someone risk their life to pick her up, but there would also be people waiting for her to come home.
Jiang Ning went upstairs, soaked like a drowned chicken. Huo Yishen took out clean clothes from the closet and wiped her hair with a dry towel. "Change quickly, don't get sick."
Although he said that, he had no intention of leaving.
Jiang Ning pushed him out the door and quickly changed his clothes.
Huo Yishen, who was pushed out of the door, "..."
After changing his clothes, Jiang Ning wiped his hair, took out ginger soup and brown sugar from the space and drank it, not forgetting to prepare a cup for him as well.
When I came out, I found that he was also wet all over, so I couldn't help but urge him, "You should change quickly too."
The community loudspeaker rang, and He Tianming called on residents who had the conditions to stock up on water as much as possible.
Huo Yishen came out wiping his hair, "Aning, should we stock up on water?"
Jiang Ning thought about it and said, "Yes."
The stored water can be used for watering plants and...decoration.
"Let's renovate the house."
To be honest, having seen too much malice and darkness, Jiang Ning developed a habit of being wary of light and was always wary of He Tianming's identity as a psychologist.
It is undeniable that he has the ability to cure people's mental illnesses, but at the same time he can also... manipulate people's minds.
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