Hoarding Goods In Space: Struggling To Survive In A Crisis World.
Chapter 688 Liu Zhang died
"Snow?"
When Wenwen returned from the hospital, there were still many snowflakes in his hair and clothes, he said that it was snowing outside, and everyone could not believe it.
"If you don't believe me, just ask Sister Ye Fu, she just came out to pick me up, and she also saw snow, falling down heavily, and the sun has gone away."
"Is it really snowing? Didn't the temperature exceed forty-five degrees a few days ago?"
Ye Fu nodded, "Snow is indeed coming down, and there is also a shattered hail. The wind outside was very strong, and tiles flew around the small courtyard. When I went out to pick up Wenwen, I heard someone asking for help."
"Today's not normal anymore, baby."
“Wenwen, why are you back?” Wenwen always comes back on the weekend, today is not the weekend, this is not his day of rest, and at the moment, he is supposed to be working in the hospital.
"I saw that the situation outside was not right, so I came back quickly. I'm afraid there's an accident."
Officer Song patted her on the shoulder, "Go back."
Suddenly there was an ice storm and light snowfall in Yuezhou, and the radio at the base went off in time, telling everyone to enter an emergency. Fortunately, all the grain on the farmland at the base was recovered. Despite the hail, the base management was not too worried, and residents felt the high temperature was over, it was over, and everyone was celebrating the cooling in the residential building.
Ye Fu and Jiang Rong walked out of the room, lit a fire in the kitchen of the small courtyard and started roasting sweet potatoes. There were swearing and crying from next door, and a blizzard plus the screams and cries of the children, It was just a double magic sound.
Ye Fu handed the roasted yam to Jiang Rong, at this moment, some tiles were blowing from outside the small courtyard, and directly hit the courtyard, and the debris all over the ground was swallowed by the strong wind again, and blow it somewhere else.
"a little cold."
"The wind won't stop for a while, and the snow gets bigger. Let's go back to space first."
Ye Fu shook his head, "Dead and observe."
The two of them each took the yam and chewed on it, and the smell spread to the kitchen.After Ye Fu finished eating the yam, he took out some water to wash his dark palms, then sit near the fire to continue warming .
Qi Yuan and the others were cutting rice, and Duan Lianzhao brought in another army to help Ye Fu and Jiang Rong never come out of the space in front of them, so until now Duan Lianzhao and the others had no idea where they were. The underground prison was built.
Knowing that it was still windy and snowy outside, everyone grew even more worried.
"Wouldn't it get very cold again?"
"Maybe not, I hate the extreme cold."
"Is it so hard to have a peaceful life for a few days?"
Everyone was complaining about the bad weather outside while working.At this time, Wan Tao ran to the side of the rice field, and he shouted Ye Fu's name.
"Ye Fu, Ye Fu, hurry back, something happened to Liu Zhang."
Hearing this, Ye Fu quickly dropped the scythe in his hand and ran to the edge of the field, and the others immediately followed.
“Uncle Wan, what happened to Uncle Liu Zhang?” Ye Fu jumped onto the ridge, grabbed Wan Tao's hand, and asked anxiously.
"He told me that he was very tired and wanted to sleep. I just made him a pot of tea. I went to his room and wanted to wake him up for tea, but he couldn't get up."
Ye Fu's eyelids twitched, he turned around and ran towards the wooden house.
In the bedroom of the wooden house, Liu Zhang was lying on the bed, as if sleeping, with a smile on his face, and a calm face, Ye Fu extended his hand to check his breath, saying, and grabbed Liu Zhang's wrist to feel his pulse.
"Ye Fu, what happened to Uncle Liu?"
Liu Zhang died, his breathing, pulse, and heart stopped beating, and he left everyone in his sleep.