The medicinal fields were the hard work of everyone, but two of them were smashed by satellites. Ma Guangnian and others were so anxious that their mouths were full of blood bubbles.
There was no sign of the disaster, and humans didn't even have the power to resist.
There were several consecutive satellite falling accidents in Fengcheng and Yuecheng alone, not to mention other places. Is this going to exterminate humanity?
Jiang Ning knew that he was sad, but she didn't know how to comfort him. "Teacher, maybe the disaster will pass one day."
She helped to clean up the smashed planting shed and tried to save as many herbs as possible.
They were busy until sunset and then drove back to Fengcheng.
When they returned to the community, it was completely dark.
Doudou accidentally looked up, pointed at the sky and said in surprise: "Look, a meteor!"
Jiang Ning looked up and saw a meteor slowly crossing the sky and then disappearing in the night sky.
I remember when I was a child, I was so happy when I saw a meteor.
Now I can't be happy, it's a fallen satellite, and I don't know where the disaster will happen again.
There are no air-raid shelters, and the survivors can only dig their own basements or reinforce them.
Compared with fixed disasters, this kind of random accident is more worrying, because you don't know when you will be chosen by the god of death.
Jiang Ning has to go to Rong's house every few days, for follow-up consultations and to remove stitches.
Mr. Rong is lucky. His forehead was just injured and bleeding, and he had a slight concussion. He had six stitches and can remove the stitches now.
A hideous scar was left on Xiao Xiaoba's cute and handsome face, and he was listless and would never smile again. "Grandma, where is Mommy?"
The eldest aunt of the Rong family forced herself to stay strong. "Mom went to a far place. She will come back when you grow up."
Some fell ill and some fell ill. The Rong family was finally in chaos.
The third young master Rong took some time to clear out a batch of medical supplies. "Sister, this is a reward for you."
Jiang Ning was surprised by his generosity. "It's too much." It
was really a lot. It felt like he had taken half of the Rong family.
"Sister, keep it. If you think there are too many, you can take it out when the Rong family needs it one day." Young Master Rong smiled wearily, "Consider it my storage here with you. If another satellite falls one day, at least we won't be wiped out."
Jiang Ning was stunned for a moment, "Okay."
There were too many things, Young Master Rong asked people to load them into the car and deliver them to 50 buildings.
The Rong family was rescued in time, and the owners of the community helped a lot.
Mr. Rong thought for a while, "Prepare some gifts to thank each family. Those who have helped the Rong family a lot, you can treat them to a meal, but it's best to be low-key. People are not worried about the lack of wealth, but the inequality of wealth."
After this natural disaster, he felt deeply that no matter how powerful a person or a family is, it is not enough to fight against natural disasters. The relationship with the surrounding neighbors is still very important.
Especially the 50th building. If they hadn't rescued them in time, I don't know how many people in the Rong family would have died. It was worth it for the third son to lower his profile and make friends over the years.
Mr. Rong glanced at his son and said, "You are quite reliable this time. It's not a waste of a helicopter and 100 tons of fuel."
The third son Rong, who was stabbed in the back, said, "..."
In the evening, Qin Chuan received a gift, a box full of fresh meat, which was dragged over by Ah Ben.
The second merchant was well-informed. Other families only gave a few kilograms of rice and a piece of bacon, but his family was too rich.
The lubricated oil brain worked very fast, and he turned around and invited the neighbors, "Brother Huo, sister-in-law, Young Master Rong is treating us, do you want to eat hot pot or something else?"
The two said indifferently, "Whatever."
After living in the snail for a few years, Doudou occasionally gave instructions, and the sharp-mouthed monkeys would come from time to time. The father and son's cooking skills had improved a little. Not only did they take out their treasured wine, they also planned to cook in person.
Then, as expected, they failed.
In the end, they chose hot pot, and the base was still made by Jiang Ning.
The meat was rich, and the hot pot was spicy and fresh. However, Young Master Rong changed his previous boasting and noisy behavior, picked up the chopsticks and ate, and ate non-stop.
When his belly was almost full, he started to toast Jiang Ning and the others, "Come on, I'll toast my sister and brother-in-law, and you, Lao Qin. If it weren't for you... it would all be in the wine." He
toasted three times in a row, and then he couldn't stop drinking, and even blew the wine out of the bottle.
This is white, brother!
Qin Chuan saw that he was worried, and didn't say anything to persuade him to drink less.
Satellites kept falling from the sky. You might eat meat and drink wine at this moment, but you might be killed by it the next moment.
The survivors on the earth are like mice. They can only survive in mouse holes. If they accidentally pop out of the hole one day, they will most likely be beaten to death by God playing whack-a-mole.
After years of repression, it's a miracle that he didn't go crazy.
Qin Chuan was irritable, so he kept drinking, and soon his tongue became big.
He burped, looking confused and melancholy, "Brother Huo, sister-in-law, do you think the natural disaster will end?"
Neither Huo Yishen nor Jiang Ning could give an accurate answer, because they didn't know.
Jiang Ning also drank two glasses of white wine, "I hope there will be a day when it ends."
"You say, when will the satellite not fall?" Qin Chuan followed and blew the bottle, "Or, when the satellite does not fall, what will be waiting for us?"
This atmosphere almost made Jiang Ning depressed, "No matter what is behind, we will live if we can, and if we can't live, we hope to die quickly."
It was smashed to pieces with a bang, instead of being corroded by acid rain and living a life worse than death, or a paralyzed boss who wanted to die but couldn't.
Young Master Rong rakes his hair with his hands, like a drunken Husky, "Sister, how do you want to die?"
Jiang Ning glanced at him, "If I have a choice, I want to die beautifully."
Young Master Rong's eyes were blurred, "Well, you have to die beautifully, you got a man as good as your brother-in-law." Well
, this seems to be right, Jiang Ning took the initiative to pick up food for Huo Yishen, "Thank you for your hard work."
After eating and drinking, Young Master Rong got drunk and fell on the table unconscious.
Qin Chuan couldn't help but sigh, "It's not easy for Young Master San, he used to be a playboy who ate, drank and had fun, now he is asked to take such a big responsibility, I guess he is under a lot of pressure."
He had heard some rumors that the old man was willing to help him up and let go of many things.
I really don’t know which one will come first, the accident or tomorrow. If the old man hadn’t held on this time, the Rong family would have been in disarray now.
A generation of the family fell, and it is estimated that few will have a good ending.
As a father, Qin Chuan felt the same way. If he died one day, Xiaomu would be even worse off than the Third Young Master.
Jiang Ning should eat and drink, who knows if there will be another meal.
In the end, Huo Yishen carried the drunk Third Young Master Rong back.
He was tall and strong, and his physique was not bad. Qin Chuan couldn't carry him at all.
Back to Building 50, brushed his teeth, washed up, and got into the car to sleep.
The two fell asleep quickly. Huo Yishen hugged Jiang Ning but was not sleepy at all. "Qin Chuan and Young Master Rong seem to be testing us."
Jiang Ning felt the same way. "Now the community regards Building 50 as a weather vane. Do you think they are suspicious of us?"