Grabbing its soft scruff of the neck, I casually tossed it away. The waterfall let out a pained howl and, fearless, leaped back.
A person and a rabbit, one throws it off the bed, the other jumps onto the bed, neither giving way to the other.
The waterfall, panting and retaliating from being thrown, glared hatefully at the wretched woman. No match for her, it could only glare at her until she died.
Zuo Ling found it amusing and beckoned to it, "Come here."
Thinking that Zuo Ling was going to throw it again, Waterfall stepped back. Damn woman, don't try to fool me.
He grabbed a pillow and threw it at the waterfall.
"You heartless bastard, I made clothes for you, I was exhausted, and you still got angry."
The waterfall looked disgusted. "Is that a dress? It's so ugly, it's going to strangle the bunny!"
The two of them, a human and a rabbit, played around for ages before finally getting up.
I took a hot shower by the waterfall and felt refreshed as I tried on my new clothes.
The new clothes were made from Zuo Ling's old cotton-padded coat. They were crimson, with a small round collar, a pullover design, and attached to the legs and feet.
The ankle area is pieced together from an old, stretchy sweater. The paw pads have a thick sole.
A cute little hat was added to the collar, with two small holes for the ears to peek out.
A hole was cut in the buttocks area to facilitate the passage of food and drink.
The waterfall suits me perfectly.
After admiring the clothes for a while, Zuo Ling was very satisfied; she did have some talent for making clothes.
The waterfall ran to the mirror and twisted its body to look at itself for a long time. It had just put on new clothes and its movements were still awkward.
Judging from its expression, it was clearly satisfied.
I opened my phone and checked the weather forecast: -65 degrees Celsius.
The snow has stopped, but the temperature continues to drop.
In previous years, Kyoto's lowest temperature was around -20 degrees Celsius, which was already quite cold and did not last long.
The temperature dropped by more than forty degrees, catching everyone off guard.
News reports indicate that winter clothing such as down jackets, cotton-padded coats, and cashmere coats are selling like hotcakes in shopping malls.
Someone in the neighborhood group is posting pictures showing down jackets that originally cost over 1,000 yuan are now selling for over 5,000 yuan, a five-fold increase, and they're still in short supply.
High-end luxury items such as fur coats are extremely rare and hard to find.
Outside the window, the snow on the main streets had all been cleared.
There weren't many cars on the road; the ones passing by were mostly military vehicles, fire trucks, and ambulances, and pedestrians were even rarer.
I finally got through to Grandma on the phone.
"Ling, how are you doing?"
Hearing her grandmother's voice, Zuo Lingxin felt a sense of relief.
"Grandma, I'm fine, don't worry. How's everything at home?"
"Good, all good. Luckily, we listened to you and stocked up on plenty of winter clothes. We also have enough firewood. Our house is on higher ground, and your brother and sister-in-law shoveled the snow diligently, so we weren't buried. The neighboring village was buried by snow, and many people died. More than a dozen people died in our village. One night, just one night."
Grandma's voice gradually lowered.
We live in the same village, know each other, and visit each other from time to time.
Its sudden disappearance inevitably evokes feelings of loss and sorrow.
"Grandma, before everyone reacts, let's stock up on some more salt, more food, and more common medicines, like cold medicine, wound medicine, alcohol gauze, and so on."
"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you, I'll listen to you."
After listening to her granddaughter's words, which saved the whole family's lives, the grandmother readily agreed.
After deducting the money spent on shopping, Zuo Ling still had 70,000 to 80,000 yuan left.
The old man hardened his heart and decided to spend all his money to hoard things.
I originally planned to give some money back to my granddaughter so she could pay off her mortgage.
The extreme cold has arrived, and it seems the debt will soon be too high to repay. The old man has no choice but to ask his granddaughter to endure the hardship, and he sighs inwardly.
What can we do? The whole family is useless.
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