The defense of the mourning community

In the dream, I dreamed that I couldn't wake up. The red oil was the red under house arrest.

Looking at the bubbling Chongqing butter hot pot in front of him, saying that nightmares come true is a bit too much, and saying that dreams come true seems a bit wrong. Yi Chengli held his leg to suppress his desire to run, and smiled. to life.

He was forcing a smile to the people around him and said that the problem is not serious, the big problem is that the tonsils get bigger, so Ling Qing came in from outside with a tomato-scented pot, and put it firmly on another cassette stove.

"Yuanyangguo, this is my last retreat." Ling Qing said.

Yi Chengli looked at Ling Qing very gratefully, and said that Ling Qing also knew me: "To be honest, I love tomato pot the most."

The hot pot and dishes were ready, and everyone sat down at the table. Apart from Niu Ben and Lian Dehua, four construction site experts also brought the dishes to have a bite together.

The only one that is not in place is Mr. Wang Chunfa, the project leader of their Manhattan project.

"Where's Manager Wang?" Yi Chengli asked.

Niu Ben looked at the hot pot and was gearing up: "Uncle Wang said he wouldn't come here if he wanted to accompany the chicken, just let me bring him some food back later."

"Okay." Yi Chengli nodded, and picked up the cup filled with Feizhai happy water.

According to the general company's dinner party process, Yi Chengli, as the leader, now has to say a few words about looking forward to the future, but he slept wildly on the sofa all day, and in his dream, he was doing high-intensity desert cross-country training. Now he is overwhelmed by the smell of hot pot. I was so hungry that I panicked.

Mr. Yi looked around at the colleagues and friends at the table, without saying a word, he said directly: "Let's eat!"

At this time, everyone is no longer humble to each other, and whoever picks up the chopsticks and puts them in their own bowls wins. Niu Ben beats both, and a pair of chopsticks waved an afterimage. First, he packed a copy for Wang Chunfa and rushed back to the property center Throw yourself into your job.

After eating a bowl of tomato soup first, Yi Chengli exhaled slowly, feeling that the rain had stopped and the weather was fine, so he picked up his chopsticks and began to boil vegetables and meat, wanting to make up for the lunch he missed today.

Everyone was eating in full swing, eating and chatting with their mouths open, only Ling Qing was not used to the lively atmosphere, and focused more on the content of everyone's chats, and the speed of stretching his chopsticks was a bit slow.

Yi Chengli put a plate of vegetables and meat in front of him, and said with some doubts in his eyes: "Don't worry, I picked it up with the serving chopsticks. I will definitely not infect you with my cold."

"I'm not afraid of catching a cold." Ling Qing knew what he meant and smiled.

Yi Chengli frowned, lowered his voice and asked, "If you're not afraid of catching a cold, why are you wearing gloves?"

Ling Qing paused, then said softly: "Is there a possibility that I don't like to touch others, and I don't like others to touch me."

Yi Chengli was silent for two seconds, then suddenly reached out to touch the back of his hand and then retracted it quickly, so fast and light that Ling Qing didn't even react, but felt a little itchy on the back of his hand.

Like a butterfly falling and flying.

Yi Chengli waited for Ling Qing's reaction, but Lian Han, who had a panoramic view of their small movements across the table, asked in a puzzled voice, "Young Master Yi, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing." Yi Chengli picked up his own bowl and said naturally, "There was a bug in his hand, I just killed it."

"There is indeed a bug." Ling Qing laughed, agreeing.

After all, at the moment when he touched and parted just now, he did not feel any disgust. The degree of desensitization to Yi Chengli has taken another big step forward.

A table of people ate, drank, and talked nonsense. From Lian Han's mouth of the upper-class world of flowers and flowers, I heard the stories of Sister Hua's construction site with her face on the ground and her back to the sky.

Jiang Fanshun sighed and complained that he bought the ticket late, and if he left one day earlier, he might already be at home.Qian Meili resonated with him very much, raised her hand to clink a glass with him, looked at the soup pot that had just been filled with water and said, "I don't know how my parents are doing at home, there is still enough food."

Yan Dong laughed and said, "You're all right, I haven't contacted my dad once after the accident."

"Me too." Dalong patted Yan Dong's shoulder in sympathy, picked up a chopstick of potatoes for him and said, "Let's eat first."

The atmosphere at the table became low, and Sister Hua looked at the big TV in the property center and said, "Without the Spring Festival Gala, I really feel that there is something missing."

Songs and dances with too many people, boring skits that are forced to be funny but also positive, and cross talks that make you blush and avoid them. to the past.

As the sun was approaching, looking out of the window at this New Year’s Eve night without the Spring Festival Gala, it was supposed to be the time when the lights of thousands of houses were turned on, but it was pitch black outside, with only some sporadic lights.

Everyone was silent, only Ling Qing opened his mouth, looked at everyone and said with a smile: "To put it inappropriately, this is actually the most lively New Year in the past few years. Thank you all for letting me It's a bit like New Year's Eve."

He picked up the happy water in front of him and raised his eyebrows: "If you don't say inauspicious words on New Year's Eve, everything will be fine."

"Indeed." Yi Chengli was the first to join in, and raised his cup to touch him lightly, "We have been safe for five days, and maybe another five days will be safe."

Lian Han nodded in agreement: "That's right, the boat will be straight when it reaches the bridge, and we will definitely survive."

The cups touched each other, everyone encouraged each other, and made a wish together to live with a smile in the New Year. The hot pot in front of him was boiled again, bubbling, and Sister Hua cooked the last dish and noodles. I ordered a big bowl.

At the end of the New Year's Eve dinner, Qin Dali and Yi Chengli were responsible for half of it, and even finished the bottom of the pot, which directly reduced the burden of washing dishes for Ling Qing and Dalong.

The night was getting darker, and on New Year's Eve without electricity, a group of people lit candles and took mahjong to watch the night. In the end, Dalong, a math wizard, became the final winner, sweeping everyone away like eating a Snickers bar.

As the boss, Yi Chengli couldn't help but said: "Dalong, you should sign up for the next mahjong competition. Being a security guard here is a bit of a shame for you."

"It's okay, I just helped my mother rub a couple of cards in the teahouse during the Chinese New Year, and I don't usually play." Dalong was very modest, completely unaware of the gold content of the teahouse's poker tables.

Finally it was twelve o'clock and the new year was over. After everyone said happy new year, they went home to rest and prepare for the first morning of the new year.

Qian Meili had been too sleepy for a long time. After returning home, she simply took a shower and went back to her room to rest. Yi Chengli was the last one to come out of the shower, and found that Ling Qing had prepared cold medicine for herself.

"Drink your medicine. Tomorrow they will discuss about going out to get the airdrop." Ling Qing yawned, "If you go out, you may meet other people who are still alive. I suggest you think about it."

Yi Chengli picked up the medicine and drank it down, exhaled the taste of the medicine in his mouth and said, "I know that some people are more difficult to deal with than zombies at this time."

"As long as you know." Ling Qing shrugged, "Anyway, you should have more experience than me in these things."

Yi Chengli looked at him: "It seems that I am very handy in handling these things in your dream."

"I didn't say anything, don't make up your mind." Ling Qing was still stubborn, "Go to bed early, although you can sleep a little longer tomorrow, it's best not to wake up too late."

Yi Chengli responded, turned around and got on the sofa and covered the quilt. Ling Qing waited for him to lie down before returning to his bedroom with a candle, locked the door and went to bed to rest.

The moon sets and the sun rises, and the first morning of the new year is coming soon. Unlike the cloudy days of the previous days, today is actually sunny.

The blue sky was covered with white clouds, and the sun was pouring down on the ground. Yi Chengli, who had recovered from his fever, stood in front of the window, feeling that he had regained his health, and his whole body was full of positive energy.

It's just that before he was happy for 2 minutes, he received the bad news that the water was cut off, and he was still sitting on the toilet.

Because he was afraid of dirtying the water in the bucket when he took a shower last night, the bucket was moved outside and hadn't been moved in yet. For a moment, the naked toilet rider Yi Chengli's mind went blank for two seconds.

Now they are not up, no one will know if I go out pouting like this, then I move the bucket in and flush, perfect!

Yi Chengli was raising his hips and preparing to take action when there was a sudden knock on the toilet door. Qian Meili, who had a regular bowel movement, had already woken up. Her voice came from outside, and she said with sleepiness: "Brother Yi , are you in there? How long is it?"

"It's beautiful, the water is cut off." Yi Chengli was a little embarrassed to say.

Qian Meili woke up instantly: "Ah? Isn't there still water in the water tank?"

"I just did it once, and now I need to do it again." Yi Chengli tried hard not to sound so embarrassed, but he couldn't help but blush.

It was the first time Qian Meili faced this situation in her life. After being stunned for two seconds, she scratched her hair and said, "I'll move the water to the door for you, and then I'll go into the room. Call me after you finish flushing, OK?"

"That's great, my good sister." Yi Chengli said hastily.

When the door of Qian Meili's room was closed, Yi Chengli immediately pulled up his trousers and opened the door to fetch water. As a result, he opened the door, and Ling Qing also opened the door.The two looked at each other.

At that moment, a glance of ten thousand years.

Ling Qing frowned and looked at him: "What are you doing? Have you got a fever again? Your face is so red."

Yi Chengli: ...

Yi Chengli: "Don't ask, knowing too much will do you no good."

He quickly pulled the bucket back to the toilet to flush the water and dripped a drop of deodorant, then washed his hands with the water in the bucket, and opened the door after the temperature on his face dropped.

As soon as the door was opened, Qian Meili stuck out her head from the bedroom door and asked, "Brother Yi, did you flush it clean?"

Yi Chengli: ...

Ling Qing: ...

Ling Qing slowly put down the water glass in his hand and asked, "Is the water stopped?"

Yi Chengli didn't dare to look into Ling Qing's eyes, pretended to look around, went to the kitchen and turned on the faucet, to make sure that there was really no drop, and then sighed and concluded: "Yes, the water is cut off. "

"I thought I could last for two more days." Ling Qing sighed, and Qian Meili also sighed, because if the water was cut off, she would soon usher in the end of not being able to defecate freely.

Just when the three of them sighed in turn, there was a whining sound outside and it was speeding past, exactly like the engine of a motorcycle.

The investigative owner of Building No. [-] who was on guard immediately beat the drum and sounded a warning: "Attention! Attention! Someone is holding an airdrop on the street corner! Someone is holding an airdrop!"

The author says:

Ling Qing: Let’s make do with it, we can still get away with it.

Yi Chengli: I will definitely buy a toilet with a large water tank in the future.