The defense of the mourning community

The dead are irretrievable. After exhausting the sorrows that have been squeezed in the past few days in the singing and dancing at the funeral, the owners of Manhattan rekindled their enthusiasm for life, and even counted on the approaching New Year's Eve. Have a good year.

Although there is no Spring Festival Gala this year, nor can I hear the familiar song Unforgettable Tonight, but in this situation, living is the best reunion, and if you have money or not, go home for the New Year, no one can refuse the Spring Festival!

When it comes to Chinese New Year, there are more things to do in an instant.The community needs to be patrolled and disinfected and cleaned during the New Year. The New Year’s goods in the shops on Jin Street are still waiting for them to move, and those houses that have not been moved in can be used to store water as long as there is a bathtub in them.

The busy atmosphere before the Chinese New Year reappeared, there was no time to be sad and panic, everyone moved, and Yi Chengli was even more busy, he said that everything else should be backed up, safety is the first , the most urgent task is to solve the European-style iron gate to the east first.

Can't let it become a climbing paradise for zombies!Become the only weakness of the East Gate!

Ling Qing was sitting on the chair in Grandma Zhao's bedroom, looking at Yi Chengli and the others who were busy beside the east gate, when suddenly her hands were held, and Grandma Zhao's caring voice came.

"Hands are so cold, do you wear too little?" She patted Ling Qing's hand, "Don't just rely on your young age to not be afraid of the cold, you must wear more."

Ling Qing turned her head and smiled: "I'm not cold, but I'm afraid you will be cold."

The heating was stopped due to the power outage and the temperature was lowered. The number on the thermometer at home dropped significantly. Although Ling Qing filled a hot water bottle and put it in Grandma Zhao's quilt, she was still a little worried.

"Don't worry too much about me, after all, my family members..." Grandma Zhao's eyes dimmed, "It's better to die as an old man, and the family can be reunited after death."

Ling Qing was heartbroken by what the old man said, and wanted to share some knowledge, telling the old lady that she could die and return to the city only in the game, but she couldn't say this to the old lady who needed to know how to operate a smartphone.

He was silent for two seconds, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and he went straight to the old lady's way, leaving the old lady with nowhere to go, and said: "My family members are all dead, so I should also die and go home , reunite with your family?"

"Oh! Don't dare to say that." Grandma Zhao exclaimed in an instant, "It's almost Chinese New Year and you can't say dead words, and I am no matter what age I am, I will die when I die, you are still so young, and the days are still long It's on."

Ling Qing pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and asked with a smile: "But people are always going to die, so what difference does it make if you die early or die late?"

"If you die early, you haven't seen many things in this world, what a pity." Grandma Zhao said hastily.

Ling Qing was unmoved: "But you will die if you see it."

Grandma Zhao stared at the boy who didn't eat oil and salt for two seconds, and he couldn't help but call Dr. Meng suddenly, and went straight to the point: "He wants to die!" .”

Dr. Meng: "Huh?"

Ling Qing: ...

Dr. Meng waved to Ling Qing, who looked very energetic and didn't seem to have suffered emotional damage, and said, "Come on, come out, come out and let's have a good chat."

"Come on, if you have anything to say to Dr. Meng, you'll feel better if you tell him." Grandma Zhao urged, looking at Ling Qing with a little worry, for fear that she might have made him depressed.

Seeing that the old lady was in good spirits, Ling Qing was a little relieved, he got up and closed the door, looked at the sad-faced Doctor Meng in the living room, and explained first: "Don't get me wrong doctor, I don't want to die at all. "

"You'd better be." Dr. Meng stood by the window and lit a cigarette, looked at the busy neighbors outside and said, "Although it's hard, it's better to be alive."

Ling Qing walked to him and looked out the window and nodded: "I really want to live."

The two were silent for a while, and Dr. Meng handed him a cigarette, exhaled and said, "To be honest, I didn't expect it to become like this. I thought that everyone would close the door at home and take care of themselves." , I didn't expect..."

Unexpectedly, it was actually a community of people bustling with each other trying to survive in the last days.

Ling Qing nodded in agreement: "I didn't think of that either."

"However, it is better for a group of people to survive than to survive alone. At least they can rely on each other. If there is only one person for a long time, there will definitely be mental problems." Dr. Meng looked at the noisy people at the east gate and laughed, " What do you think?"

Ling Qing looked down at his own smiling reflection on the window, paused for a second, and said in silence for two seconds: "There are more people, more power, and more things can be done, and... it will indeed be more lively."

A large number of people is indeed powerful, but a large number of people and a large number of mouths also make a loud voice. Standing in the crowd, Yi Chengli was quarreled with one head and two loudly.

He tried his best to let everyone come one by one, but the owners' desire to express was too strong. He couldn't help it. He took out a pink whistle from his pocket and put it in his mouth.

As soon as a whistle blew, the world was finally quiet.

Yi Chengli watched everyone take a deep breath, smiled and said, "Let's talk one by one, OK?"

Due to insufficient materials, Dongdaemun can only be sealed on one side with plastic paper for the time being, and we will talk about it tomorrow after dragging materials from the construction site.As for the sweeping plan of the Golden Street New Year's goods, everyone discussed a rough plan.

The reason is that everyone was surprised to find out that the neighbor who did the purchasing agent knew the law and broke the law, and secretly purchased some fireworks and firecrackers to make a fortune during the Chinese New Year.

"I've bought two boxes of the most popular Gatling, and now I'm out of food." Sister Meiling from Building [-] sighed, picked up a Gatling, shook it, looked at everyone and asked, "You guys?" Can this thing kill zombies? If it can kill zombies, I will give it to you."

Yi Chengli paused and said sincerely: "Anyone who has a dream is great."

Sister Meiling was a little disappointed. She was silent for two seconds and said, "Forget it, I'll give you all these fireworks. It's useless for me to keep them anyway."

"Thank you." Yi Chengli paused, looked at Sister Meiling and asked, "Sister, you have a lot of inventory as a purchasing agency, what else do you have?"

Sister Meiling's eyes lit up instantly: "SKII La Mer black bandage, how about cosmetics and skin care products?"

Yi Chengli: ...

Yi Chengli: "I mean is there anything more useful?"

"Oh, cosmetics and skin care products are also very important, at least they can make you look like a zombie." The delicate lady Meiling brushed her hair and said.

Yi Chengli: "Thank you, I want to live a beautiful life."

"Just kidding, in addition to cosmetics, I also have some ointment shower gel and A-brand scarves." Sister Meiling was a little annoyed, "If I knew it, I would have learned from them and bought more foreign snacks. As expected, I am a shopping agent. If you make a mistake, you will never be able to seize a business opportunity.”

Meiling, who just entered the daigou business this year, collapsed in the middle of her business. She dragged her chin and sighed, "It would have been nice to start working as a daigou two years earlier. I really can't keep up with the heat."

Everyone immediately comforted her not to be sad. After all, starting a business is always difficult. Yi Chengli even gave Meiling a grateful look, saying that her fireworks and firecrackers were a great help.

In this predicament where the DJ has no electricity, suona, brother, the lungs hurt, the fireworks are gorgeous when they are lit, which is a semi-automatic work, and the sound is still loud, and the fireworks are crackling and crackling. To manage them?

Version 2.0 of the new year's purchase plan was gradually taking shape. Ling Qing listened to Yi Chengli's introduction while having a candlelight dinner, and couldn't help asking: "After attracting the zombies, how are you going to enter the store? Go through the gate openly and honestly?"

Yi Chengli looked at him: "This is the issue we need to discuss. What do you think? Meili said that she drove the tram to rush, and she fell down after using up the last bit of electricity."

"That won't work, that beautiful tram can also charge your mobile phone and serve as a large power bank." Ling Qing looked at Qian Meili, "Don't even think about it."

Qian Meili pursed her lips: "Then what should I do? I dare say that no one here is as good at driving as I am. If I don't drive, who else will drive?"

"Who said we must drive out?" Ling Qing swallowed the food in his mouth, leaned on the chair and thought about the appearance of the shops on Jin Street outside, raised his eyebrows and said, "I remember that Liang Xirui likes rock climbing, right?"

"That's right." Yi Chengli paused, then frowned and asked, "What do you mean?"

"There is a platform above the store. If you have special equipment for rock climbing, you can definitely hang it from above, so you don't need to open the door." Thinking about the unrecognizable east gate that was nailed today, Ling Qing couldn't help asking: " Can you still open the east gate after making it like that?"

Yi Chengli clicked his tongue: "It can be driven, who do you look down on? We will drive the cart to the construction site from the east gate tomorrow."

"Almost forgot about this." Ling Qing was silent for two seconds, looked at Yi Chengli and asked, "Who are you planning to go?"

Yi Chengli said: "I, Yan Shuai, the chairman of the property management committee, Jackie Chan Yandong, the forklift truck, Jiang Fanshun, the tower crane guardian, and I will bring a hundred-step piercer Yang Gongjian, and that little sister Xiaoling."

Ling Qing choked, thinking that there are quite a lot of nicknames.

"Why! Why can't I go when Xiaoling goes?" Qian Meili protested.

Yi Chengli directly protested that it was invalid: "Is your driver's license starting with B? Can you drive a heavy car with a C1?"

Qian Meili was unable to resist the chain of contempt from the driver's license, so she could only raise her hand and point at Mr. Yi, and said ruthlessly, "You're ruthless."

"So you both have to drive out with your heavy cars?" Ling Qing served a bowl of soup for the two of them, expressing that peace makes money and that they should not quarrel at the dinner table.

"Yes." Yi Chengli nodded, looked at his calm face and asked, "What? Do you want to go with us?"

Ling Qing shook her head as usual: "No, of course not."

"Okay." Yi Chengli shook his head, "Then you can help out in the community, for example..."

"I want to help them move things into the shops on Jin Street." Ling Qing interrupted Yi Chengli, "After all, Ms. Liang Xirui can't be hanged down in a sling, and I think Qin Dali is my size compared to Qin Dali. It’s more convenient to go up.”

Yi Chengli didn't expect Ling Qing to make a move. He stared blankly for two seconds, then suddenly whistled and said, "Oh, you look so cool when you say that."

"Thank you." Ling Qing stood up, packed up his bowls and chopsticks and put them in the kitchen, wiped his hands and said to them, "The last one to wash the dishes after eating."

Yi Chengli and Qian Meili looked at each other, and then at the rice in each other's bowl, and they didn't say much anymore, they buried their heads in cooking quickly.

It is impossible to wash dishes, and I will never know how to wash dishes in this life.

Because there is no electricity, everyone has gone back to the days when the sun rose and the day went in and out. Some people woke up at dawn and started working in the community.

Today is the 29th of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year's Eve. Whether you can have a good year depends on today.

After resting, everyone is full of energy, gearing up to take advantage of the lack of zombies on Monday to rush to the construction site, but the plan never keeps up with the changes.

The zombies outside don't go to work anymore.

The author says:

Zombie: I'm Chinese New Year, how about you?

Yi Chengli: One more day of work, don't force me to beg you.