Chapter 69 Chapter 69 Strange Dream

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The sky was overcast, and the rippling Huangjiang River was deep and quiet. Without the brilliant colors of the sunrise, the world was left with only black, white and gray. Even the air became dull and depressing.

The alarm clock rang at 11 o'clock. Gu Mengran, who had just fallen asleep, climbed out of bed reluctantly, walked to the door in his slippers, opened his arms and stretched his body.

I'm hungry, let's cook!

It had been a while since he last cooked. When Gu Mengran walked into the kitchen, he didn't know where to start. He opened the refrigerator in confusion.

After not leaving the house for a week, my house felt like it had been robbed. The large double-door refrigerator was completely ransacked, the cupboards containing canned food and biscuits were empty, and there was only a thin layer of rice left in the rice bucket.

I feel like if I had come out a few days later, the family would have run out of food.

Without rushing to cook, Gu Mengran first replenished the kitchen with supplies.

Put fresh meat, ribs, chicken legs and wings in the freezer, and some quick-frozen dumplings. Put fresh vegetables, fruits, milk, eggs in the refrigerator, and freeze two rows of juice and Fat House Happy Water.

In order to prevent similar incidents from happening and to prevent supplies from being replenished in time, Gu Mengran filled the top row of cabinets with canned food, grains, and various types of storable dry goods.

The temperature was too high before, and the kimchi that Fei Jin'er had pickled was still in the space and had not yet fermented. Taking advantage of the cooler weather, Gu Mengran moved all the kimchi pots out and placed them neatly in the corner of the kitchen.

Organizing and tidying up is fun, but it is very time-consuming. When he looked up, it was already time for dinner. Gu Mengran hurriedly washed the rice, chopped pork ribs, and cooked a pot of hot corn and pork ribs porridge.

Liang Zhao had just recovered from a serious illness, so it was best for him to eat light food. So Gu Mengran took out two lettuces, two boxes of shrimp dumplings, and a box of luncheon meat from the space, planning to make a stir-fried vegetarian dish.

In fact, the side dishes for the vegetarian dish should be lettuce, shrimp dumplings, and ham sausage, but Gu Mengran personally doesn’t like starch sausage very much, so he deliberately replaced the ham sausage with luncheon meat.

Cut luncheon meat and lettuce into strips respectively. Bring a pot of water to a boil. Pour the cut lettuce strips and shrimp dumplings into the pot and blanch them. Drain out the excess water.

Heat oil in a wok, add ginger and garlic and stir-fry until fragrant, add luncheon meat and fry briefly, then pour the remaining ingredients into the wok and stir-fry for a while, add appropriate amount of water and simmer. Finally, when it boils, pour a bowl of starch water along the edge of the wok and cook over high heat until the sauce is reduced.

Add seasoning and a delicious vegetarian dish is ready.

It smells good and tastes even better. Gu Mengran tried a piece of lettuce. It was smooth, fresh, fragrant and soft, light yet delicious.

Gu Mengran licked his lips with a hint of unfulfilled desire, scooped up the three fresh vegetables in the pot, and evenly divided them into two portions. Then, he sprinkled chopped green onions on the cooked pork ribs porridge, took out three large bowls from the cabinet, and scooped up the steaming pork ribs porridge.

Zheng Yijie was asleep so he didn't get any portion, so Liang Zhao's portion was put back into the space to keep warm. Gu Mengran put the remaining dishes and porridge into the tray, then hummed a little tune as he walked towards the driver's cab.

The fragrance arrives before the person arrives.

It was already past dinner time and the old man was starving. When he suddenly smelled the fragrance of the food, his eyes widened.

But two minutes later, a bowl of porridge and a plate of bland vegetarian dishes were placed in front of him. The old man's smile gradually froze, his mouth squinted, and he complained in a low voice: "You worked hard all afternoon and this is all you got? Oh, porridge again, it makes my mouth taste bland."

"It's not just plain porridge, at least there are pork ribs." Gu Mengran brought out the food with a smile, and handed the chopsticks to his grandfather. "Just eat it. I just restocked the kitchen with some supplies, so I don't have time to cook anything fancy. Besides, Liang Zhao just recovered from a serious illness, so he can only eat light food."

The old man took the chopsticks and reluctantly picked up a piece of luncheon meat. "Liang Zhao, Liang Zhao, I know Liang Zhao. Well, there are cooked food in that space, why didn't you tell grandpa..."

The voice became quieter and quieter, and the last few words were almost inaudible.

Gu Mengran picked up his chopsticks and put them down again, took out a box of hot preserved vegetable braised pork and a bowl of steamed beef with rice flour from the space, and placed them in front of his grandfather, "If you want to eat, just say so. Is it enough? What's the point of Liang Zhao being so evasive?"

"Who wants to eat?" The old man hurriedly picked up a piece of fat and lean pork belly, and said ruthlessly, "I'm not wrong. Liang Zhao is your baby now. We are in a very low status now. We can only eat after him."

The tone was extremely sour. Gu Mengran picked up the bowl and took a sip of porridge. "Don't talk nonsense. We are eating in front today."

"Hey, haven't you delivered food to Liang Zhao yet? The sun has risen from the west?" The old man looked at him suspiciously and raised his eyebrows.

Gu Mengran coughed lightly, "Not yet. After dinner I plan to clean the deck. I will also need to wear protective clothing, which is troublesome to take off and put on, so I will go to deliver food to Liang Zhao later."

When the old man heard about cleaning the deck, he stopped teasing him, drank a mouthful of porridge and asked, "Didn't you say it would rain tomorrow? Why do you need to clean the deck? If it rains every day, are you afraid that the rain water won't wash it away?"

Gu Mengran swallowed the food and shook his head gently. "It can be rinsed clean, but it might spread all the dirt everywhere. I have to wash it again with disinfectant. It's better to prepare it carefully."

"That makes sense." The old man nodded and put a piece of steamed beef in Gu Mengran's bowl. "Eat more. Washing the deck is hard work."

"Grandpa, please eat more. I've been eating a lot these past few days."

"You little bastard!"

The old man had a good appetite. There were three dishes for two people, and he finished most of them by himself.

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Gu Mengran packed up his dishes and was about to leave when his old man burped and suddenly called him back, "By the way, I've already talked to Heng Rongsheng about this. Their answer was very simple: they'll go wherever the Feng Yi goes."

The sudden words came out of nowhere and Gu Mengran was unable to react for a moment.

After being stunned for a moment, Gu Mengran frowned slightly and sighed, "Why do you say that as if you are going to hand over your life to us?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Don't think too much. Anyway, I have made it clear. We don't know the specific situation over there. Even if there is danger, it's not our fault."

"Well, let's take it one step at a time."

Gu Mengran nodded, turned around and left with the plate.

After going back to the kitchen to wash the pots and pans, Gu Mengran quickly returned to the bedroom, took out Liang Zhao's food from the space, put on a clean protective suit, and walked along the second deck to Liang Zhao's window.

Not wanting to be isolated again, Gu Mengran did not plan to go into the house. He held the food plate in one hand and tapped the glass lightly with the other, waiting for Liang Zhao to come and open the curtains.

There was a stool by the window, which was used to feed Liang Zhao since it was inconvenient to enter the house during the quarantine. Actually, he could just put down the food and leave, but... as the "attending doctor", he had to see the patient's condition with his own eyes.

In less than a minute, the curtains were drawn from the inside, and Liang Zhao stood by the window in long sleeves and long pants, wrapping himself very tightly and even wearing a mask.

Gu Mengran didn't think much about it and started to complain, "Why are you wrapping yourself up so tightly and wearing so many clothes in the house? Isn't it embarrassing to be seen by others?"

After he finished speaking, Liang Zhao lowered his eyes and the slightly raised arc at the corners of his mouth drooped.

Gu Mengran understood it all at once and really wanted to raise his hand and slap himself.

The rash has almost healed, but due to pigmentation, small brown spots have replaced the rash and are now spotted on Liang Zhao's skin.

I didn't expect him to care so much. I said the wrong thing in a hurry. Gu Mengran smiled dryly and quickly added: "Oh, yes, the temperature is dropping, it's dropping, you'd better wear more clothes."

Liang Zhao was amused by him and whispered through the glass: "Yes, the temperature has dropped. You should keep warm."

How can a drop from 45 or 36 degrees to 35 or 36 degrees not be considered a cooling?

This topic could not be continued. Gu Mengran put the plate on the stool, looked at Liang Zhao in the room, and said seriously: "I must tell you that the plan has changed. We are not going to Yinan anymore. We plan to go to Fengjin Lake nearby."

Liang Zhao knew Fengjin Lake. He did not respond immediately. He was silent for nearly half a minute, then nodded thoughtfully, "Fengjin Lake is a good choice. It's not far away and the lake is vast. We can stay there for a long time and make plans after the water level rises."

"Yeah, when I heard grandpa talk about this place, I felt that it could be done. The lake is deep and the surface is wide. We can stop the Wind Wing in the middle of the lake. Even if someone comes, what can they do? They won't pose any threat to us." Gu Mengran became more and more excited as he spoke.

It was still a bit threatening, Liang Zhao didn't have the heart to pour cold water on him, and said "hmm" lightly, "It's going to rain tomorrow, we must get there as soon as possible, otherwise the water flow will speed up, we-"

"etc."

Gu Mengran's pupils suddenly shrank, his breathing gradually stagnated, and he looked at Liang Zhao with shock and disbelief in his eyes, "How did you know it would rain tomorrow?"

Liang Zhao's face changed slightly, and his Adam's apple moved up and down. He was thinking about how to explain, but as soon as Gu Mengran opened his mouth, he completely blocked his way out.

"I remember very clearly that I didn't tell you."

"I--"

"You'd better think it over carefully before you speak." Gu Mengran interrupted him again, his tone was not friendly, "If you dare to lie to me, I, I will never say a word to you again!"

There was no way out. Liang Zhao raised his eyes and met Gu Mengran's gaze. His bony fingers gently touched the glass. He said helplessly and with a bit of bewilderment, "On the night I had a fever, I had a dream."

"What dream?" Gu Mengran suddenly became nervous, his lips trembling slightly.

Liang Zhao spoke very slowly, paused after each sentence, "It was a very strange dream. The first half of the dream was exactly the same as my life experience. The only difference was... you."

"You didn't call me that time, and we didn't meet again. It was not until a long time later, when the land no longer existed, that I met you again, in another, completely different way."