"Are the vegetables and water at home prepared?"
Lin Jingshu replied: "I'm ready."
Because we didn't know the exact time of the typhoon's landing, the water tank in the kitchen was always full. The eggplants were dried, the peppers were pickled, and all the various side dishes that could be picked were brought into the house.
"That's good. The typhoon is coming. Stay home and lock the door. Don't come out."
When they reached the door of their home, they separated and Lin Jingshu returned home and locked the door.
Xiaobai somehow ran out of the utility room and squatted under the eaves waiting.
"Woof woof."
Lin Jingshu took off her raincoat. The wind and rain were so strong that she was completely wet.
"Xiaobai, come in."
Lin Jingshu pushed open the door to the living room and let Xiaobai in.
She changed her clothes, dried her hair, and watched the rain getting heavier outside, feeling a little more anxious.
I don’t know how Gu Chengze is doing now.
[System, can you find any information about Gu Chengze? ]
Even if it's just to report that I'm safe.
The system replied: [No specific information has been found yet. The original plot has been changed. The system can only query the original plot.]
Lin Jingshu sighed, it seemed there was no hope.
The spacious living room was now filled with things, looking a bit messy. Lin Jingshu moved the things to the corner, leaving room in the middle for walking.
Put the clothes you take off in a basin. Clothes won’t dry even if you wash them during a typhoon, so just wait until the weather clears up.
By noon, the rain was getting heavier. Through the window, I could clearly see the tall coconut trees outside swaying in the wind, as if they would fall down at any time.
Lin Jingshu felt some stomach cramps. She went out without eating much in the morning and came back after being caught in the rain with cold hands and feet.
I had some malted milk at home, so I took it out from the cupboard and brewed a bowl. I took a sip, and my stomach and heart were filled with warmth.
After feeding Xiaobai and the chicks, Lin Jingshu returned to the study and continued to sit at the desk to correct the children's homework.
The children were very enthusiastic during class and completed their homework well. Lin Jingshu wrote comments and sketches unique to the children on each piece of drawing paper to encourage and motivate the children through such hints.
The children’s levels are different, and their performances are good and bad, but no matter what, they are all worthy of praise.
There was only one exception. Lin Jingshu picked up a piece of drawing paper and tried hard to suppress the anger in her heart. Who is this child? He is too naughty.
The drawing paper was covered in all sorts of colors, and it was clear that it was the juice of flowers and plants, and there was a muddy handprint in the lower left corner.
If you don’t know, you might think he was painting while playing with mud.
Although other students' drawings also had some marks on them, they did not irritate her as much as this one.
She tossed the paper over and over, but there wasn't even a name on it. She probably left it out on purpose out of guilt.
Lin Jingshu shook her head. She could hide for a while but not forever. When the money was sent out, everyone would know who it belonged to.
After checking the homework and putting it separately in her bag, Lin Jingshu stood up and stretched her muscles.
Dark clouds were rolling outside, as if they would hit us in the next second. The room was a little dark. Lin Jingshu pulled the light cord, but found that the light did not respond at all.
The typhoon landed and for safety reasons, the power supply to the family compound was cut off.
Standing upstairs and looking down, the rainwater in the yard had gathered into a small stream, flowing out continuously, and the bamboo door of the chicken coop was blown to the gate by the wind.
Fortunately, when Lin Jingshu came back, she checked all the doors and windows and blocked the gaps in the doors with sandbags. Otherwise, it would have rained heavily at home while it was drizzling outside.
Lin Jingshu found the candles she had stored two days ago, lit one on the dining table and one in the kitchen.
There was a raging storm outside, and Lin Jingshu couldn't sit still, so she simply found something to divert her attention and went into the kitchen to make scallion pancakes.
First knead the dough and set it aside to rise. At this time, chop the green onions and prepare a bowl of pastry.
After everything is prepared and the dough is ready, there is no need to knead the dough. Just divide it into small pieces, press it slightly and roll it flat. Then spread the pastry on it and sprinkle with salt and chopped green onions.
Slowly roll it up from one side, then pinch it tightly into a disc shape, flatten it again, and a scallion pancake is ready.
The aroma of green onions soon wafted through the kitchen, and Xiaobai followed the smell to the kitchen.
Lin Jingshu added a lot of oil, so it tasted crispy on the outside and soft on the inside.
"Just a little bit for you."
Lin Jingshu picked up some crumbs and put them in its food bowl. Xiaobai ran over happily and started eating.
Only with Xiaobai's company did Lin Jingshu smile.
It got dark quickly, and Lin Jingshu washed up early and lay down on the bed.
There were occasional lightning and thunder outside, and she was a little scared, so she took Xiaobai to the bedroom to keep him company.
Even though it's just a small meat ball, in this situation, it gives Lin Jingshu a sense of security.
With her eyes closed, Lin Jingshu's mind was still full of random thoughts, and she didn't know how long it took before she fell asleep.
The next day, Lin Jingshu was awakened by the sound of Xiaobai prying at the door.
She sat up, covering her head with her hands, feeling a stabbing pain. She hadn't slept well last night, and kept switching between one nightmare after another.
Either she dreamed that Gu Chengze was in danger, or that her house was flooded and she was soaked in water with nowhere to escape.
I washed and ate absentmindedly this morning, my eyes fixed outside.
The rain continued to fall continuously until the morning of the third day when it began to show signs of easing.
The dark clouds in the sky dispersed, there was no wind, and everything was going in the right direction.
After being cooped up at home for two days, Lin Jingshu felt a little restless and quickly opened the window to get some fresh air.
The air was filled with the smell of earth. A knock on the door was faintly heard, and Lin Jingshu went to open it with an umbrella.
Aunt Kang and a comrade I didn't recognize were standing outside.
"Jingshu, is everything okay at home?"
Aunt Kang was wearing a raincoat. After the typhoon passed, she informed the military wives in the family compound that the men had gone to the nearby village to carry out rescue and disaster relief work, and they would need to deal with the rear on their own.
So while the rain was getting lighter, Aunt Kang and Director Gong came out to take a look.
Lin Jingshu replied: "All good."
Aunt Kang introduced, "Jingshu, this is Director Gong. You haven't met him yet, right?"
Gong Hongmei smiled and said, "I just came back from my parents' home two days ago. This is the first time I've met Comrade Lin."
It turns out that she is Director Gong.
Lin Jingshu had heard of this Director Gong a long time ago. He used to be a communications soldier, but later retired to the second line due to injury.
She was not idle in the rear either. She led the military wives to build family quarters, reclaim wasteland, and even construct primary schools. It is no exaggeration to call her the Matchmaker.
"Hello, Director Gong."
Lin Jingshu invited them in, but Aunt Kang waved her hand and said, "We won't go in. We still have to go to other houses. The typhoon is about to pass, and the rain will stop soon."
Sure enough, the rain stopped at noon.
Lin Jingshu opened the door and sprinkled sand on the road from the door to the living room so that it would not be muddy when walking.
Even though she was mentally prepared, Lin Jingshu couldn't hide her disappointment when she saw the messy courtyard after the typhoon passed.
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