The defense of the mourning community

Although the water in the cup was drained in one gulp, emptying the water station was only the first step for the owners of the Manhattan community to save themselves.

Yan Shuai and Ling Qing reconfirmed the list of shops on Golden Street, sketched on the notepad in their hands and said: "Master Sun, the owner of the breakfast shop, is also our neighbor, and he has agreed to let us use the flour in his shop. And the vegetables in the freezer are taken out and distributed to everyone."

Ling Qing only cared about one question: "What about the money?"

If there is no need for money, then everyone in Manhattan is indeed a philanthropist, and there is no need to change the name to the Happy Community, just change the name to Manha Temple, because all the people living in it are Bodhisattvas.

Worshiping Buddha and going to the mountains is all about fun. If you really want to say goodbye, you have to see me in Manhattan.

Ling Qing often feels out of place with the neighbors because of their high moral quality, but luckily, Master Sun still asks for money, he just asks them to keep the account first, and then give the money later when it is useful.

"And judging from the current situation of power outage, it is also necessary to stop water and gas. So after we plan to stop gas, we will cut trees and burn firewood in the community to make big pot meals, and set up a cafeteria to provide food for everyone. At that time, it will be up to us Master Sun is in charge."

First they farmed together and produced food together in the future, and now they are the people's canteen.Ling Qing really wanted to ask why?Obviously the words he said were invisible, but he felt that he saw red.

He looked at Yi Chengli and felt that the problem was with this man, and couldn't help but said: "It seems that everyone, like Mr. Yi, is the successor of communism."

"No, I haven't thought about the issue of the cafeteria..."

Yi Chengli felt that everyone really dared to think, one dream after another flew out of the skylight, but after thinking about it carefully, isn't cutting trees and burning firewood for cooking the same thing that ancient ancestors have always done?

It seems that there is nothing wrong with it, but it is a bit idealized.

He reminded: "Everyone is more individualized now, and it is difficult to adjust to everyone. Maybe it can't satisfy everyone."

Yan Shuai gave him a reassuring look: "It's enough to live with a stutter at this time. Manager Yi, please don't demonize our owner, everyone is very reasonable."

Yi Chengli paused, recalling the news from the owner group in the past two days, he couldn't help but said: "People change, and in the past two days, didn't there always be owners who wanted to steal things from the convenience store and were discovered and warned by everyone?" ?"

"Mr. Yi, I don't think there is anything to worry about." Ling Qing finally found a familiar smell of doom. He looked at Yan Shuai, who was silently showing off his figure, and pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose. Reasonable people, we can also adopt some unreasonable means.”

"Right, Brother Yan?" Ling Qing smiled knowingly.

"Low-key and low-key." Yan Shuai lowered his strong arms to show that he is still a person who advocates peace at heart, but his muscles are not for nothing!

And even if Yan Shuai couldn't stop him, there would be the three security guards from the property as foreign aid, and even Mr. Yi whose ribs were almost crushed with their hands.

At that time, the mighty gentlemen will stand forward, what reason can't they sit down and talk about it?

Yan Shuai was very arrogant and said: "If you don't reason, you have to say it!"

Yi Chengli remembered that when he was threatening Wang Chunfa, sometimes fear and fists were more useful than reasoning, so he nodded in agreement and said, "That's the truth."

"By the way, it's not just the breakfast shop." Ling Qing laughed, remembering Grandma Zhao who was alone at home, and said, "There are also two pharmacies on Jin Street, and you can take out the medicines in them."

In addition to the young and middle-aged, there are also many children and the elderly in the community. It is inevitable that there will be a hair dryer in winter, so it is necessary to prepare in advance.

Yan Shuai heard what Ling Qing said, and quickly wrote it down in his note pad.

"But the pharmacy didn't open the window or open the door to the community, and I don't know if there are zombies in the store, so I have to think of a way." Ling Qing said softly.

Yan Shuai nodded: "I will discuss it with the neighbors. There is another important question, that is, everyone wants to ask if our community is equipped with its own generator."

He looked at Yi Chengli and said, "Theoretically, there should be."

"This..." Mr. Yi paused, this was obviously a misunderstanding of his knowledge.

Ling Qing naturally took over the conversation: "The community is equipped with two diesel generators, but the diesel generators are limited, and we have to use them at critical times."

"As long as there is, I just confirm this with you, and then..."

Yan Shuai hadn't finished speaking when suddenly there was a commotion from the crowd over there, mixed with Dr. Meng's loud yelling, it sounded like the person who had just been rescued had woken up.

Yi Chengli immediately turned and walked over, Yan Shuai followed closely, Ling Qing stood still and thought for a while, and finally followed.

Lian Han stared at the doctor as soon as he opened his eyes. He looked at Dr. Meng who was dressed in red, a red hat, red scarf, and red padded coat, and murmured, "Am I in heaven? Are you an angel?" ? Why do you wear red instead of white..."

Dr. Meng: ...

Dr. Meng: "Because I am willing."

I don't care about the world and what the doctor wears. It seems that the problem is not serious and the spirit is good.He reached out and patted Lian Han's face: "Young man, wake up, stop talking in your sleep, you are still far away from death, get up quickly."

Lian Han was in a daze trying to sit up with the chair propped up, but suddenly gasped, covered his lower chest and yelled, "It hurts, it hurts, it hurts..."

As soon as Yi Chengli arrived, he heard him crying for pain, and was a little embarrassed for a while.He coughed and asked quickly, "Lian Han, are you okay?"

"I'm fine, you..." Lian Han raised his head and saw Yi Chengli's face, he was stunned for a moment, raised his voice and asked, "Yi Chengli?! Why is it you!"

One of the three great fortunes in life is meeting an old acquaintance in a foreign land. Although this old acquaintance is not very old, it is still very happy to meet Yi Chengli, an acquaintance at this time.

He directly reached out and gave Lian Han a warm hug, but he used too much force and caused secondary trauma to Lian Han's ribs.Hearing the cry of pain, Yi Chengli quickly let go of his hand, apologizing.

The people next to them saw the happy reunion of the two people and suddenly realized that they knew each other after a long time.Only Ling Qing pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, maintaining an indifferent attitude.

Wang Chunfa, the chicken farmer who came out to watch the excitement, saw the cold silence, and he still remembered that he was a member of Anxin Property, so he quickly opened his mouth to help the leaders solve problems: "Boss Yi, this is..."

"Let me introduce you." Yi Chengli smiled at everyone, lightly patted Lian Han on the shoulder and said, "This is my classmate Lian Han. We are in the same class in high school and junior high school, but we haven't contacted for a long time."

Wang Chunfa let out a groan, and immediately put on a smile on Lian Han's face: "So it's Mr. Yi's classmate."

Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Lian Han hurriedly arranged his clothes, cleared his throat and introduced himself: "Hi everyone, my name is Lian Han, and my English name is Edward. You can also call me Lian Dehua."

Qin Dali, who was standing next to Ling Qing, frowned, and whispered, "What a weird name."

Ling Qing nodded silently.

"Oh, so it's Mr. Lian Dehua. I don't know which building Mr. Lian Dehua is a resident of?" Wang Chunfa asked.

Lian Dehua paused, looked at the environment of this community, and immediately denied: "I don't live here, I live in the second grade of Tomson by the river."

Tomson's second-class, high-end river-view flat floor is different from Manhattan. It is a real "Manhattan" community in this city, and it is a high-end place that the owners of Manhattan communities dare not think about.

Having said that, his privilege has been fully reflected.

After Lian Dehua reread the four characters of Tang Chen's second grade to show his identity as a richman, he looked at Yi Chengli and asked, "So do you live here now?"

"I'm living here temporarily, but things are too complicated to explain." Yi Chengli smiled, "Then you don't live here, what are you here for?"

Lian Dehua was taken aback, his originally good-looking face turned pale again, he wiped his face and said: "I accompanied Zhang Dacongming and Zhang Lingyu to look at the house, and that car is also his. Do you remember? We used to be tall One is a class."

Yi Chengli thought for a while, then showed an awkward smile: "I should know each other, but the name and the person don't seem to match, maybe I need to see a photo."

"It's okay, it's normal for a busy person like you not to remember us." Lian Han seemed to be recalling the past, frowning and began to scratch his hair vigorously, and his breathing became heavier, "I'll accompany him here Take things, and then those weirdos appear! I dare not move, I..."

Seeing that his emotions became more and more agitated, his nails scratched blood marks on his face, and his eyes filled with tears again, Dr. Meng quickly comforted him: "Don't get agitated, calm down, you are already safe, don't recall those things just yet. Is it okay?"

After repeating this several times, Lian Han gradually calmed down when he looked at him in a panic. He calmed down his breathing and whispered, "I haven't eaten properly for three days, and I'm a little hungry..."

"You really need to eat something, take a good bath and rest." Dr. Meng gave Yi Chengli a look.

Yi Chengli immediately understood the meaning, and hurriedly said, "Then let..."

"Let me come." Ling Qing stood up suddenly, and smiled at Yi Chengli and Lian Han, "I will take Mr. Lian to the property center to have something to eat and take a shower."

Lian Han looked at him: "This is?"

"It's my...colleague Ling Qing, he is the customer service manager of the property in this community." Yi Chengli glanced at Ling Qing, full of doubts about his abnormal behavior.

This is the first time he has seen Ling Qing being so enthusiastic about people, asking for something, which is not right.

He frowned and wondered why, Ling Qing and Lian Han had already started talking, just when Lian Han got up and was about to go to the property center, Ling Qing suddenly turned around and walked to Yi Chengli, and whispered: "The things in the stairwell are troublesome." You move back."

Yi Chengli regained consciousness in an instant, and almost forgot about this important matter.

"Then let's go first?" Ling Qing took Lian Han to the property center, and asked him very considerately whether he would eat self-heating hot pot or self-heating rice.

When the two entered the property center, Lian Han couldn't wait to take a cold shower and wash his hair. When he came out, Ling Qing had already prepared self-heating rice and water.

Lian Han knew that his voracious eating must be ugly, but he really couldn't control himself, and he didn't say thank you until his stomach was half full.

Ling Qing sat across from him with a folder in her hand and smiled, expressing that she didn't mind.

Waiting for Lian Han to finish his meal, he pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and looked at Lian Han and said softly, "Mr. Lian, I have a question, so I don't know if it's convenient to ask you."

Lian Han quickly put down the water in his hand and said, "Say what you say."

Ling Qing watched him raise his chin slightly: "Where is that Mr. Zhang Lingyu who came with you? Where did he go after that? Why isn't he with you?"

The author says:

Ling Qing: Make some doomsday familiar to me, OK?

Dr. Meng: What's the matter with the doctor? Doctors also want to wear festive clothes for the New Year!

Yi Chengli: I was cold and cool when I was in school, OK?It's life that grinds me down