Chapter 53 Heavy Rain My wife is so popular, as her husband I...
Perhaps because the end of the world is approaching, the restrictions on her have loosened somewhat, allowing her to barely reveal some information.
Butler Wang's faint smile froze instantly, his pupils widening in disbelief: "Five days and five nights?"
Five days and five nights of continuous rain?!
Ling Shu nodded solemnly: "Yes, it's five days and five nights."
Butler Wang gasped, a jumble of chaotic thoughts flashing through his mind: "The Sheng family lives on the mountain, where drainage is well-maintained, so there shouldn't be any major problems. But... those low-lying areas in Beijing are a different story. Besides, this rain is falling all over the country."
This is absolutely terrifying.
Ling Shu said, "Uncle Wang, do you have any connections to get this information to the authorities?"
Now that the restrictions have been eased, she wants to do what she can within her power. Before the apocalypse truly arrives, she wants to save as many unnecessary sacrifices and deaths as possible.
“Okay, I’ll arrange it right away.” Butler Wang understood her meaning instantly.
"besides……"
Ling Shu picked up a small steamed bun and said while eating, "Please tell my elder brother, sister-in-law, and Junjun that everyone should stay at the Sheng family home during this time and not go out."
"yes."
Butler Wang paused, a hint of confusion and unease appearing on his usually composed face. "Miss Ling, were all those things you said before... true?"
Those vague and terrifying prophecies about the future.
Ling Shu sighed, "I hope it's fake."
Unfortunately, the prelude to the apocalypse mentioned in the original book has begun.
Butler Wang was on high alert and hurriedly went to make arrangements.
He'll probably be very busy today.
After watching Butler Wang leave, Ling Shu continued to focus on her half-eaten breakfast.
Sheng Yun Shen, who had been silent the whole time, finally found a chance to speak to her.
"Ling Shu, is this rain related to the apocalypse?"
Ling Shu answered while eating: "Yes. According to the original plot, before the Red Moon descended, all sorts of strange natural disasters occurred all over the world, without any trace and with tremendous power."
In some places, there was continuous torrential rain; in others, raging tornadoes; and in still others, terrifying tsunamis reaching tens of meters in height. In just one week, the entire world was in crisis, and humanity was overwhelmed with the situation.
Later, the disaster gradually subsided.
Humanity breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that peace could finally be restored. The resilient and indomitable people could now slowly recuperate amidst the ruins of the disaster.
What they were greeted by was a red moon.
The double blow of natural disaster and apocalypse left humanity almost powerless to fight back, and civilization rapidly collapsed.
Speaking of this, Ling Shu sighed, "Dog, actually I didn't really feel it until yesterday when I saw this destined rain. I realized that nothing can be escaped."
She was no longer as down as she had been the night before.
After all, no matter what, life goes on, and we have to live it well.
Sheng Yunshen comforted him, "You've done very well."
Ling Shu didn't answer, quickly finished her breakfast, and stood up: "I'll go and check again to see if there's anything I've missed. I can't stay with you this morning, so you stay put."
“Yes.” At this time, Sheng Yun Shen naturally gave his full support.
As Ling Shu walked outside Xiao Ming Building, she picked up an umbrella and slowly stepped into the rain.
The continuous rain instantly swallowed her figure.
It had been raining all night, but the vegetable garden outside Xiaoming Building remained orderly. Most of the fields had rain shelters, and the raindrops pattered against the roofs, while several streams of water flowed down the edges of the shelters, gathering in the ditches and becoming rushing streams.
If it weren't for the apocalyptic and natural disaster background, just watching this scene would feel quite healing.
Ling Shu walked around the vegetable garden to make sure everything was alright, then turned back to Xiaoming Building.
Xiaoming Building has several storage rooms on the basement floor, stocked with all sorts of food. These were the first things she stocked up when she first came to the Sheng family. Sometimes, when she was hungry late at night, she would sneak into these rooms and happily choose something to eat as a midnight snack.
Instant noodles, canned goods, biscuits... all kinds of food were neatly arranged on the shelves. Ling Shu looked like an emperor inspecting his territory, browsing among them with satisfaction.
She suddenly remembered something, took out her phone, and called Guan Mengxing.
Guan Mengxing, on the other end of the phone, was full of energy: "Good morning, Sister Shu!"
Ling Shu asked with a smile, "It's raining heavily today, is everything alright on your end?"
"It's alright, it's alright. I live on the 27th floor, it's perfectly safe." Guan Mengxing's voice was cheerful. "Uncle Wang just sent someone to deliver a batch of supplies, saying it's for our own use. Sister Shu, you guys are so kind!"
Ling Shu couldn't help but smile.
As expected of a high-energy butler, Butler Wang is meticulous and thoughtful, even arranging such small details so perfectly.
She advised, "It's said that this rain will last for a long time, so please try not to go out in the near future."
"good."
Guan Mengxing said, "I heard that it's raining heavily in many places, so I quickly posted an update to remind my fans."
Ling Shu felt relieved and hung up the phone.
The next call was to Li Yin.
The call connected quickly, and before she could speak, Li Yin asked, "Ling Shu, this rain in Beijing is unusual. I was just about to contact you. How are you doing?"
Ling Shu couldn't help but smile again: "I'm fine here, thank you for your concern, how about you?"
“Some of the Li family’s warehouses are located in low-lying areas, and I am currently arranging for them to implement flood control measures.”
On the other end of the phone, Li Yin stood in the rain, holding a large black umbrella, calmly watching his busy subordinates not far away. The rain obscured the slight smile that suddenly appeared on his lips.
Ling Shu reminded her, "This rain might last for several days, so be careful."
In fact, given Li Yin's background as a powerful figure in the apocalypse in the original book, he would have noticed something was wrong without her prompting. However, they are friends, and friends are meant to help each other.
"Yes, you too."
Li Yin said, "By the way, I recently got my hands on a few high-performance off-road vehicles from abroad. I specially reserved three for you, and I'll send someone to deliver them to you later."
Ling Shu was stunned.
A car with good performance?
Right, we were so focused on building a base that we seemed to have overlooked the necessary equipment for venturing out to explore.
However, this kind of thing can be given to Butler Wang. Good cars are expensive, and it seems a bit inappropriate to take Li Yin's directly...
Li Yin added, "This vehicle is all-terrain compatible and has bulletproof armor. I ordered it six months in advance. By the way, I also prepared commonly used spare parts in advance, so it can be driven for a long time if there are no major problems."
Ling Shu immediately replied, "Deal!"
Bulletproof, and comes with accessories—who could resist that?!
She thought for a moment and said, "As a way of repaying you, I've decided to send you a truckload of 30 different flavors of instant noodles that I've carefully selected. I've personally tested them all and I guarantee that every flavor is delicious. You can have a different one every day for a month without repeating any."
It doesn't sound like much now, but in two months, Li Yin will definitely have to thank her.
Li Yin chuckled softly on the other end of the phone: "Then thank you so much."
The two hung up the phone happily.
Ling Shu hummed a song and casually told Butler Wang about Li Yin's plan to send a car over.
Having made all the arrangements, she stepped out of Xiaominglou with her hands behind her back, hailed a shuttle bus, and planned to go to Moon Lake for a visit.
The solar panel array by Moon Lake has been installed, and the livestock farm has also been completed. You can hear the ducks quacking loudly from a distance.
With such heavy rain, these ducks are probably the happiest ones.
Ling Shu was taking shelter from the rain in the pavilion by Moon Lake when she noticed something pink approaching out of the corner of her eye. She turned her head and saw that it was a robot dog painted pink with a red bow on its head.
The robot dog stopped beside her legs and uttered a childish, sweet voice: "Master, please have some milk tea. Master, please have some milk tea."
Its storage compartment popped open, revealing a cup of milk tea and a plate of snacks.
Ling Shu picked up the milk tea with some surprise, and then brought out the snacks and placed them on the table next to her.
The robot dog closed the storage compartment, turned around, and calmly walked into the heavy rain.
Ling Shu opened the milk tea and took a sip.
Mmm, it tastes good.
Watching the small pink figure walk further and further away, Ling Shu felt her confidence in the future grow stronger.
The apocalypse is indeed terrifying, but she now has a base, reserves, equipment, and friends...
They probably won't have a bad time.
-
In the afternoon, the entire Sheng family returned home, and Qin Hong, who had gone on a business trip to the United States, also arrived home safely.
As is customary, the family gathered for a meal. Considering that Qin Hong hadn't yet tried the new restaurant by Moon Lake, the gathering was again held there.
The heavy rain continued, and the family sat together.
By this time, they all knew that the heavy rain would last for five days and five nights. Their expressions were solemn, but there was no unease or fear. The Sheng family had already done their utmost for the future.
Sheng Zhujun said, "Shengshi has already notified everyone to work from home for the next few days, and the supplies have been distributed."
Sheng Yunqi calmly added, "I shared the information with the authorities this morning. They are already making preparations in secret to minimize casualties."
Unfortunately, they are still restricted and can only reveal vague information such as that the heavy rain will last for a long time. They cannot say anything about the end of the world, not even in words or images.
Qin Hong, who had just returned from the United States, looked at the rain outside and sighed softly: "The overseas branch offices have been arranged properly, and the supplies in Beijing are all in place. In addition to ensuring the needs of the Sheng family, we also have the capacity to help others."
While setting out the dishes, Butler Wang said, "I have already communicated with all the staff at the Sheng Family Manor. Those whose family members are in Beijing are already on their way to the manor. For those whose family members live further away, arrangements have been made to bring them over according to their wishes, or to properly settle them locally, and sufficient supplies have been prepared."
While Ling Shu was busy, everyone else was also busy.
The Sheng family has indeed done everything they could.
Ling Shu was the first to pick up her chopsticks, smiling as she encouraged everyone: "Let's eat first, and try Uncle Wang's new dish! It's said to be made with free-range chickens that we raise ourselves."
Sheng Zhujun's eyes lit up: "Wow, free-range chicken! I have to eat more of that!"
The others followed suit and picked up their chopsticks.
The somewhat heavy atmosphere at the dinner table was instantly swept away.
It must be said that Butler Wang's cooking skills are truly superb. The group of people ate with great appetites, gave it a thumbs up, and their moods improved considerably.
By the time we finished our meal, it was already getting dark outside.
The rain poured down relentlessly, showing no sign of letting up.
Having eaten too much, the Sheng family stood in a row to digest their food while watching the rain outside.
Qin Hong first brought up another topic: "The Zhao family dared to lay a hand on Xiao Shu and Jun Jun, so we should retaliate in kind and make the Zhao family pay the price."
She is now the patriarch of the Sheng family, and in the Sheng family's creed, there has never been "repaying evil with good." Although the Zhao family has already reaped what they sowed, with all their subordinates in jail and their large investments going down the drain, Qin Hong feels that it is far from enough.
Old Zhao has probably gotten too cocky. Does he really think the Sheng family has become easy to bully?
Ling Shu calmly waved her hand: "Madam, there's really no need to worry about the Zhao family. They'll have plenty of bad luck to suffer in the future."
The ending for the Zhao family in the original book was so captivating; it was a classic case of cause and effect, a cycle of fate. We just need to watch the show; we don't need to get involved at all.
Qin Hong and Sheng Zhujun exchanged a glance.
They had heard Ling Shu mention the future of the Zhao family several times. However, because Ling Shu always liked to reveal only part of the story, they still didn't know exactly what the future of the Zhao family would look like.
However, since Ling Shu said it was exciting, it must really be exciting.
Well then, let's wait and see.
Temporarily setting aside the idea of taking action against the Zhao family, Qin Hong turned back to watch the rain and brought up the Li family again.
During this time, she was on a business trip to the United States and felt she missed a lot of gossip from the elite circles of Beijing. When Li Yin made his move against Old Master Li, Qin Hong wasn't there and couldn't witness Young Master Li's triumphant counterattack.
"Has Li Yin now completely taken control of the Li family?"
Sheng Yun, who witnessed everything firsthand, nodded: "Yes, he didn't hesitate to expose his illegitimate son's origins, revealing all the evil deeds that Old Master Li committed against him and his mother." Old Master Li was so enraged that he fainted and suffered a stroke on the spot. I heard that although he's awake now, he's still slurred speech and unable to speak.
Hearing him mention Old Master Li, Qin Hong's eyes flashed with disgust: "Disrespectful to elders, they deserve it. As for Li Yin..."
She sighed, "No one can choose their birth. He didn't have a good father, but he had a good mother. I always felt that this child seemed to have a lot on his mind. Now he has avenged his mother. I hope he can let go of his resentment and live a happier life in the future."
Sheng Zhujun naturally continued, "Shushu and I met him at the exhibition before. He seemed to be in pretty good shape and was smiling more than before."
Especially when facing her and Ling Shu, Li Yin always had a smile on his face, and he was much more pleasing to the eye than before.
"That's good."
Qin Hong breathed a sigh of relief.
"only……"
Sheng Zhujun hesitated for a moment, "He seems to be very interested in the Sheng family. When the Zhao family sent people to attack me and Shushu, he rushed over to help. I feel like he's interested in the Sheng family, but I don't understand what he really wants."
At first, Sheng Zhujun thought that Li Yin had his eye on a certain project, but Li Yin never brought it up, and didn't seem to be looking for cooperation at all.
Sheng Zhujun is now very confused.
"Um?"
Qin Hong also fell into deep thought.
Her gaze swept over Sheng Zhujun, and a rather bold thought popped into her head, "Zhunjun, you're single now, could it be..."
A marriage alliance between the Li and Sheng families doesn't seem like a bad idea.
Li Yin is a steady and reliable boy. If he really has feelings for Sheng Zhujun, he would be a good choice.
"Huh?!" Sheng Zhujun was startled by Qin Hong's words and hurriedly waved her hands, "No, no, absolutely not! I'm not stupid! If President Li were interested in me, would I not be able to tell? I suspect he doesn't even see me as a woman."
Qin Hong was also puzzled. She raised her hand to touch her chin and asked, "Then what else could it be?"
If you're not after money or people, what else could you be after?
Is it for the sense of accomplishment that comes from helping others?
The culprit shrank back into the corner, pretending to look up at the sky innocently, not daring to think of anything.
Sheng Yun Shen: "...Pfft."
Ling Shu immediately snapped at him, "What are you laughing at? Don't laugh!"
Sheng Yunshen said, "My wife is so popular, and as her husband, I am honored. I am smiling because I am happy."
"snort……"
Ling Shu turned her eyes away, not wanting to argue with him.
Qin Hong thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure out Li Yin's motives, so she simply gave up.
She looked at Su Ruomeng with heartache: "Ruomeng, you've suffered these past few days. The Su family doesn't deserve your wholehearted devotion. As for your parents, Lao Wang has already arranged for someone to visit them. Everything is fine so far. Your mother has almost recovered and will be discharged from the hospital in the next couple of days."
"We have already arranged for someone to pick up your sister Ruoyan. She will arrive at the Sheng family tonight."
Su Ruoyan is studying away from home alone, so to be on the safe side, it would be best to bring her to the Sheng family during this time.
If the end of the world really comes, then whether or not you go to school won't matter anymore.
Su Ruomeng raised her hand to her lower abdomen, her expression calm: "Mom, thank you."
After discussing the recent events, it was already late. The Sheng family members said their goodbyes and went home to rest.
Ling Shu and Sheng Yun Shen boarded the shuttle bus to Xiao Ming Lou.
The gray sky seemed to have been pierced with a hole, and the distant trees were blurred into dark gray silhouettes by the dense rain. A winding stream flowed along the road, and as the shuttle bus passed by, it splashed up water that disappeared into the night.
Ling Shu held Sheng Yun Shen's hand, lost in thought.
The first day of heavy rain is almost over.
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The second day of heavy rain.
The rain sounded all night. When Ling Shu woke up in the morning, the entire world outside her window was a hazy gray, making it impossible to tell whether it was dawn or dusk. While washing up and scrolling through her phone, Ling Shu discovered that mainstream media was already dominated by various discussions about the heavy rain.
The heavy rain hasn't caused widespread panic yet; instead, there's a lot of meme-making. For example, some people are still paddling kayaks to work despite the flooded roads.
Even in this condition, she still goes to work; she truly loves her job.
On a optimist's note, this is probably the last period where we can work. After that, everyone will be freelancers; no one will have the opportunity to become a corporate slave.
Ling Shu tried to find humor in her predicament, letting her imagination run wild, and couldn't help but laugh.
She browsed the news and felt that the public's emotions were generally stable. Occasionally, there were posts seeking help, but each time someone quickly stepped in to address the issue.
Putting down her phone, Ling Shu stepped onto the terrace and gazed at Beijing through the rain.
As darkness fell, lights were lit in many tall buildings, like the indomitable flame of human civilization.
Hmm, it seems quite a few people are braving the rain to get to work.
Ling Shu mentally reviewed the stockpiled supplies again, confirming that they were sufficient. With the Sheng family's current resources, even if dozens more people arrived, it would be enough to last a long time.
When the apocalypse truly arrives, Ling Shu plans to transform the Sheng family manor into a base to absorb survivors from outside.
There is strength in numbers, and where people gather, there is vitality and hope.
My mind was still racing with a jumble of thoughts when my phone suddenly rang.
It was Sheng Zhujun calling: "Shushu, the European-style bread I baked myself today is ready! Come down and try it!"
Today, Niu Majun is finally free from being a beast of burden, which sounds very gratifying.
Ling Shu smiled and agreed, then walked to Sheng Yun Shen's side to help him get up.
As soon as her hand touched Sheng Yun Shen's forehead, Ling Shu hesitated for a moment, then probed his forehead.
Why do I feel... a little feverish?
She called out in her mind, "Sheng Yun Shen?"
After calling several times, Sheng Yun Shen finally responded, "...Yes, I'm here."
His voice was still sleepy, as if he had just been woken up by Ling Shu.
Ling Shu raised an eyebrow: "Are you asleep?"
Sheng Yun Shen's sleep quality has never been very good; he's usually awake before she is. It's rare for him to wake up after being called several times like this.
Sheng Yun Shen himself was a little confused: "...What time is it now?"
Ling Shu looked up at the wall clock: "Nine o'clock in the morning."
She calmly added, "You feel a little hot to the touch. Is anything bothering you?"
Nine o'clock?
Sheng Yunshen was stunned for a moment, then also noticed something was wrong.
As for the fever that Ling Shu mentioned, he didn't feel it either.
"I'm fine."
Ling Shu hesitated for a moment, and just to be on the safe side, she went to the next room and called caregivers A and B to give Sheng Yun Shen a full check-up.
Caregivers A and B quickly and professionally checked Sheng Yunshen and confirmed that his physical condition was stable and there were no problems.
The body temperature is slightly elevated, but within the normal range.
It's normal for a person in a vegetative state to have occasional fluctuations in body temperature due to poor physical condition.
As the caregivers checked on him, Sheng Yunshen thought back to what happened last night.
As before, the Doomsday Clock appeared before him at midnight last night. This time, amidst the swirling snow, there seemed to be an added chilling moisture, like the endless downpour over Beijing.
He still charged forward without hesitation, listening to the Doomsday Clock creak and groan as if it could no longer bear the weight.
Before he could even check the results, he lost consciousness.
Then, this morning, I was woken up by Ling Shu.
Could his condition be related to the Doomsday Clock?
This was just a conjecture, without any evidence. Sheng Yun Shen kept it to himself and didn't mention it to Ling Shu.
Seeing that the caregivers' examination showed no problems, Ling Shu temporarily suppressed her worries, continued to help Sheng Yunshen up, and led him downstairs.
Inside the restaurant, Sheng Zhujun was discussing the heavy rain with Butler Wang.
"The notification was very timely. The authorities were prepared, and yesterday's heavy rain did not cause any major damage."
Butler Wang nodded, a hint of worry on his face: "But this is only the second day."
This rain is going to last for five days.
The further we go, the more dangerous it becomes.
Sheng Zhujun's expression was serious: "Be prepared to mobilize the Sheng family's resources at any time. If needed, we will fully cooperate."
Butler Wang nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Ling Shu walked over and sat down next to Sheng Zhujun. She took a steaming European-style bread from the table and smiled easily, "Did you really bake this yourself? It looks pretty good."
Sheng Zhujun snapped out of her reverie and smiled proudly: "Of course! I've prepared all sorts of cooking books and tutorials, and finally they've come in handy."
She looked at Ling Shu expectantly, "Quickly, try it and see how it tastes!"
Ling Shu took a few bites and nodded affirmatively, "Delicious."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crystal chandelier hanging in the restaurant flickered and then suddenly went out.
The power is out.
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