Chapter 044: Drilling Wood to Make Fire
The live broadcast is over.
Qin Mengmeng checked her account balance and saw that both her donations and good deeds were increasing steadily.
The resentment is still 100/1000, and it comes from the physical education teacher's arm.
According to the price agreed upon at the beginning, after receiving the final payment, Qin Mengmeng's upgrade progress would be 200/1000.
Unfortunately, the balance was given to the little devil.
Qin Mengmeng didn't feel any regret.
It is difficult to judge who is stronger between the kid and the physical education teacher, and it is also difficult to judge whether a real conflict will break out when the battle is imminent.
After tearing off an arm, of course the little devil would eat it immediately to increase its strength for battle.
Otherwise, if the two sides fight in the end and the little devil loses, it would be too bad.
As for upgrading.
Only after you survive this time will upgrading make sense.
Some obstacles, when you overcome them, looking back, seem to be just simple and easy things.
If you didn’t come over, then… it would be gone.
Ding Dong sound.
A screenshot of the live broadcast appeared in Zhang Sanri’s dialog box on the phone.
It was the picture that Qin Mengmeng had asked me to screenshot before. It was a bird's-eye view from a high altitude, illuminating four small figures in the empty night.
Qin Mengmeng smiled and saved the picture in a folder on her computer.
A modern person’s computer is like his or her own private museum.
Qin Mengmeng's computer stores many pictures, documents, and information that are of great significance to her.
She created a new folder and put the mind map she made with Zhang Sanri yesterday and the screenshot of the live broadcast with a profound artistic conception into it.
A good start is to name the folder:
It was already bright at this time, and the morning glow shone through the window, casting orange-red sunlight onto Qin Mengmeng's desk.
Qin Mengmeng closed the curtains, set the alarm, and went to sleep.
Then she gets up at ten in the morning, refreshed and in good spirits.
After washing up and going downstairs, Qin Mengmeng went to the kitchen refrigerator to find food and saw Qin Dashan busy in the kitchen.
He stood in front of the boiling oil pan with two long chopsticks in his hands. He put the dough into the pan with one hand and scooped up the quickly fried dough with the other hand.
"Dad." Qin Mengmeng asked, "Aren't you leaving today?"
Qin Dashan said, "Let's go at night. There's a truckload of pigs to be taken to Jinghai tonight."
"Why don't you take a good rest instead of frying dough sticks here?"
"Fried it for you."
Qin Mengmeng: “?”
She really likes to eat this kind of nutritionless fried carbohydrates, fried dough sticks, fried steamed bread slices, fried meatballs, fried sesame cakes, fried skewers, and even fried hairtail.
But why did her father suddenly become so kind?
Qin Dashan and Meng Meili are both typical middle-aged and elderly people, and because of their occupations and class status, they are far less trendy than Zhang Sanri.
The typical characteristic of conservative middle-aged and elderly people is that they find it difficult to express their love.
Qin Dashan sighed and said, "While you are still young, if there is anything delicious, hurry up and eat it. The less you eat, the less you will have."
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
She lowered her head and took out her cell phone to send a message to Qin Chuan.
"What happened? Dad seems a little weird today."
Qin Chuan actually knew why.
"Didn't I tell you yesterday? It's the seventh day since my uncle's son passed away. We went to pay our respects."
"The one who died was only 23 years old. He died at such a young age. My uncle cried so miserably as he saw his son die."
"Dad must have been reminded of this."
Qin Mengmeng was silent.
She remembered that the last time Qin Dashan appeared in this form was when she was lying in bed.
Qin Mengmeng slipped back to the bedroom upstairs awkwardly.
Qin Dashan meant well, so she had to eat lunch at home.
Luckily there's nothing really important to do today.
Today is Monday, and Xincheng High School has just started school. Qin Mengmeng originally planned to go to Xincheng High School to investigate the dormitory management issues.
But there is no rush.
In adult life, everything can be postponed.
The only thing that cannot be delayed today is to pick up Xiaomei and settle her down in the new city.
However, the new city was built for transportation and is naturally a transportation hub. Whether it is the train station, high-speed rail station, or airport, they are all very close.
Xiaomei's plane arrived at five o'clock in the afternoon. Qin Mengmeng drove away at four twenty and arrived at the airport on time at five o'clock.
The airport is outside the city, the road is easy to travel on and the speed is fast. It will take Qin Mengmeng less than two hours to go back and forth.
Qin Mengmeng decided to take a rest today.
It's a rare day when there are so many people at home, so Qin Mengmeng sent a message to Meng Meili.
"Your husband is cooking today. Do you want to close the shop and go home for dinner?"
Meng Meili replied: "Can't you pack the food and deliver it to the store?"
Qin Mengmeng sent a pouting emoticon.
Meng Meili remained unmoved.
"Okay! Then don't eat lunch. Dad has fried dough sticks and some vegetables. I'll bring them to you."
"Then your majesty, I will withdraw."
Meng Meili said kindly, "Retreat."
Qin Mengmeng exited the dialog box and rolled back and forth on the bed in the bedroom.
In fact, she was not used to connecting with her family. Although she was already a mature member of society, she always felt like a child who knew nothing at home.
Qin Mengmeng knows what a healthy family looks like through television, movies, the Internet and various stories.
But it was different with her family.
It’s not that they don’t love each other, it’s just… they’re both very independent.
Although they can spend all their money on each other if they need each other, they hardly talk to each other except in times of crisis.
In fact, there is nothing wrong with this. Even the discipline from family members can easily make people uncomfortable.
Keeping a distance is a form of mutual respect.
But Qin Mengmeng found it difficult to deal with such occasional warm parent-child moments because she had no experience.
Want to help out in the kitchen?
Forget it, the kitchen is too small and can’t accommodate two people.
Qin Mengmeng hesitated, and soon fell asleep in the bedroom. After falling asleep, her worries immediately disappeared without a trace.
At twelve o'clock noon, Qin Chuan knocked on the door and called her to eat.
Qin Mengmeng yawned as she sat at the dining table waiting for her meal. She was in a daze for a moment and suddenly asked, "Why don't we have a family activity day like in TV dramas?"
Qin Chuan said calmly: "Because no one in my family has weekends off."
Qin Mengmeng suddenly realized: "Yes."
"No wonder they all took the civil service exam."
Civil servants have Saturdays and Sundays.
Qin Dashan came out of the kitchen. Once he started frying things, he couldn't stop. He fried a lot of fried dough sticks, a lot of meatballs, and a lot of crispy meat in one breath.
I wish I could use up all the oil in one go without wasting any of it.
This is the thrift of the older generation.
But then the person who stays at home has to eat it all.
Qin Chuan sighed.
"You don't need to go out of town to work recently, right?" he asked Qin Mengmeng.
Qin Mengmeng said blankly: "Ah, yes."
She clapped her hands and said, "Oh, yes! I'm planning to open a tea shop. I forgot to tell you before."
Qin Dashan wiped his hands on his apron: "Tea shop?"
Qin Chuan said: "That's perfect, let's eat together."
Qin Mengmeng: "? What to eat together? Yes, it's a tea shop."
Qin Dashan said, "Is that possible? Those shops that sell tea, tobacco and alcohol are not something that ordinary people can open."
Qin Mengmeng said, "I know, but when did I become an ordinary person?"
Qin Chuan: “…”
Qin Dashan: "Okay then, is there enough funding?"
"Enough." Qin Mengmeng said: "We have the funds, the people, and the connections."
She was very dissatisfied: "I'm not a fool. It's just a store. What should I worry about?"
Qin Dashan: "Okay, then do it if you want."
Qin Chuan: “…”
He recalled many things that happened in his childhood.
As Qin Mengmeng's twin brother, who grew up with Qin Mengmeng, perhaps even Qin Mengmeng herself doesn't know her situation better than he does.
When they first moved from the countryside to the city, their family had nothing, no house or car, and a family of four lived in a small garage.
Strictly speaking, living in a garage is illegal.
However, Xincheng is a small place, and the management was not strict more than ten years ago, so they lived there for a long time until they saved enough money to buy a house.
Once, in the garage, Qin Mengmeng said, "I want to try cooking."
She was probably seven or eight years old at the time, already literate, and often sat in the bookstore by herself looking for books to read.
"I read in a book that making fire by rubbing two sticks together is not just a myth, but a practical technology."
Qin Chuan said: "Ah? What is fire-making by drilling wood together?"
Qin Mengmeng said: "Stupid, I won't tell you. Do you want to come with me?"
Mobile phones were not popular at that time, and there was really nothing fun to do for the two of them staying in the garage.
Qin Chuan said: "Okay then."
Then Qin Mengmeng instructed Qin Chuan to go outside to pick up some dry branches and sharpen them, and then started the most difficult part. He held the branch with both hands and pressed it against another branch, rotating it continuously.
She just sat aside and watched.
She's like a great scientist waiting for experimental results to verify whether her theory is successful.
Before Meng Meili came back in the evening, they really succeeded at the cost of Qin Chuan getting blisters on his hands.
But the reason why living in a garage is illegal is because... it's a fire hazard.
When people live in a garage, there will definitely be a lot of clutter, it will be extremely crowded and particularly prone to fire.
They burned a small part of the bed.
Then Qin Mengmeng turned on the faucet and flooded the entire garage.
Although Qin Chuan had not received much education at the time and was still a stupid boy in the second grade of elementary school, he knew that things were going to be bad when he saw the scene.
But Qin Mengmeng was very satisfied.
"What the book says is true! Making fire by rubbing two sticks together is not just a myth to trick children."
That day, Meng Meili beat up both of them. Qin Chuan loudly defended himself by saying that he had no idea what rubbing two sticks together to make fire was and that it was useless. And because he was a boy, Meng Meili beat him even harder.
Qin Mengmeng was able to move freely three days later.
Qin Chuan lay in bed for half a month.
From then on, Qin Chuan learned the most important lesson in life.
——Qin Mengmeng is a very capable person. She can accomplish what she wants to do. Opposition is useless.
But if Qin Chuan gets involved with her, he will definitely be in trouble.
Everything that happened later confirmed this conclusion.
"Just don't let me be the legal representative of the tea shop." Qin Chuan smiled weakly.
Qin Mengmeng frowned: "How could that be? You are my biological brother."
The incident in the tea shop was over, and the three of them focused on eating.
Qin Mengmeng felt that the atmosphere seemed a bit bleak. It was a rare family reunion, so she wanted to say something to liven up the atmosphere.
Suddenly the cell phone dinged.
Zhang Sanri sent a message.
"I contacted a friend today to investigate the dorm manager that the little ghost ate."
Qin Mengmeng raised her eyebrows.
Zhang Sanri said, "He's still alive, but something seems a little off. I'd better go check it out if I have time."
He sent me a file. The name in the file was Liu Chunmei, with a 2-inch photo attached.
Qin Mengmeng enlarged the photo and saw that it was indeed the dormitory manager.
Qin Chuan sat next to Qin Mengmeng and came over to take a look: "Huh? Isn't this the crazy woman at the funeral yesterday?"
Qin Mengmeng: “0.0”
She knew the new town was small, but.
So small?
"Do you know him?"
Qin Chuan shook his head: "I don't know him."
He took Qin Mengmeng's phone and showed it to Qin Dashan: "Dad, do you remember?"
Qin Dashan took it, frowned, took a look, and said, "This is Tan Shanming's wife."
"Who is Tan Shanming?"
"It's normal that you don't know this man who was in the sports car with us. We weren't familiar with each other. We just said hello a few times."
Qin Mengmeng took a deep breath.
I have some doubts about life.
Zhang Sanri sent another file.
"I asked a friend to retrieve the death data of Xincheng in recent months."
“The names of the seventy-six previous anchors are all on it.”
"Please be careful."
"The current situation is speculated that the ghosts of Xincheng High School are actually alive. Ghosts are eaten by ghosts and are still alive. But if the anchor is eaten by a ghost, he will really die."
Qin Mengmeng unzipped it and opened the folder.
Find out the person who died seven days ago, anchor No. 74.
Age: 23 years old.
"This," Qin Mengmeng showed his photo to Qin Dashan and Qin Chuan.
"You guys don't know this one, do you?"
Qin Chuan took a look and said, "Isn't this my uncle's son? We went to celebrate his seventh day of death yesterday."
Qin Mengmeng: “…”
How come you two know so many people? The permanent population of Xincheng is at least several hundred thousand. Even if you know a lot of people, it can't be this many.
Zhang Sanri continued to post messages complaining: "Isn't this a bit unfair?"
Qin Mengmeng replied boredly: "?"
“Is the life of an anchor inferior to that of a ghost?”
"It's okay if a ghost dies, but if the anchor dies, is he really dead?"
Qin Mengmeng smiled: "Le, you weren't scared at all before, do you think it's okay to die in the live broadcast room?"
“That actually makes sense.”
Qin Mengmeng said: "Those people turned into ghosts but are not dead yet because there are ICUs in reality and they can be saved."
"There's nothing in the live broadcast room. I won't stop broadcasting until the moon disappears. I won't be able to wait for the ICU to be sent away before I'm done."
"It shows that ICU is really the MVP!"
"Oh, right." Qin Mengmeng closed the dialog box and asked Qin Chuan and Qin Dashan: "How did my uncle's son die?"
Poor anchor number 75.
Qin Dashan said: "I was sleeping at home late at night, without a girlfriend, sleeping alone, and no one noticed what happened. The next day, I saw that he hadn't gotten up yet, so I opened the door and went in, and found that he was gone."
"I asked specifically, and they said it was a heart attack."
According to the file sent by Zhang Sanri, all 76 anchors died of myocardial infarction.
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