The defense of the mourning community

Amidst the violent storm and thunderstorms, Brother Suona opened the window resolutely and rang his gong, shouting at the top of his throat, "It's raining! Collect your clothes! Bring out the pots and pots to catch the water!"

One person calls for hundreds of people to respond, Manhattan's intermission time hastily ended, not to mention the empty basins and buckets at home, even the pots and bowls are not spared, even the mineral water bottles are neat, anyway, they can hold water What is not missed is that all the staff are dispatched.

Yi Chengli went downstairs wearing the raincoat Ling Qing gave him, and found that Lian Han was standing in the rain with the horse boys of their team, each standing more straight than the other.

Yi Chengli asked, "What are you doing?"

Lian Dehua turned to the right to look at him: "Standing in a military posture."

Yi Chengli: ...

Yi Chengli: "Have you ever been a soldier?"

"No, but I have participated in military training." Lian Dehua said.

Yi Chengli slapped his head with a slap, and from this second he deeply doubted whether what Ling Qing said was true or not. Would he be stabbed by such a person?

But after thinking about it, it might be because of Lian Dehua himself that he was not on guard, and exposed his back to him, and was stabbed in the end.

Yi Chengli took a deep breath and said, "Dehua, don't practice anymore, now it's time to work, call your brothers together, and help me tear off the parachute from the airdrop box."

Lian Han responded and immediately lifted his military training status, calling everyone to come and help, Dali and the owners rushed over, and together they pulled two parachutes out of the way to catch rainwater between several lampposts.

Wang Chunfa hugged the frightened hen in the room to comfort him, while his roommate Niu Ben went against the wind with a hammer to strengthen the skeleton of the greenhouse, vowing to live and die with his own vegetables, and never let the weather destroy the fruits of everyone's labor so far.

After a while, Ling Qing, who had put on his raincoat and rain boots, also rushed downstairs with a red bucket and basin. Before he could find a suitable place to put down the bucket and basin in his hand, he saw a few guys rushing from the opposite building. come out.

Sub-zero temperature, stormy weather, they are bare-chested and wearing a pair of swimming trunks, what kind of behavior is this?

This is Gorky's petrel behavior!

Ling Qing was dumbfounded, and before he could figure out what they were trying to do, he saw these kids squeezing out shampoo and washing it on their heads. Within a minute, their heads were full of foam, which would burst when touched.

Grass!

Ling Qing cursed angrily, thinking that he should praise them for being smart, but they were not completely smart.

As soon as he put down the red bucket with his name on it, he blew the whistle hanging around his neck and shouted: "You can't wash your hair with rainwater! If the rainwater isn't clean, the more you wash it, the dirtier it will be!"

He rushed forward to exercise his rights as the property customer service manager, and coaxed and coaxed several owners who had challenged to the limit to go back.

He breathed a sigh of relief just now, but when he turned his head, he saw a few ladies washing clothes in the rain. Ling Qing caught his breath and rushed to the next battlefield.

Yi Chengli arranged two parachute water receiving devices. After discussing with Yan Shuai and the others, he went back to the property center and took out three bags of disinfectant powder. As soon as he went out, he saw the four-member team led by Yan Dong also rushing out. Go to the heavy truck.

"What are you doing out here?" Yi Chengli asked loudly.

Yan Dong's answer was resounding: "Wash the car!"

On rainy days, chocolate and music are not as good as car washing. In the past, every time the car was washed in severe winter, it would rain the next day or in the afternoon. Today, he finally got the chance to clean these God of War cars that are going through the wind and rain. .

Yi Chengli thought for a while, and gave them another bag of disinfectant powder, letting them take this opportunity to disinfect.

The remaining two bags of concentrated disinfectant powder were distributed to the security guards, the owners, and the horse boys who joined today.

"It's raining right now. God is helping us clean the land for free. Everyone sprinkles these disinfectant powders on the ground and in the corners, especially the sewers and drains. But we must stay away from the grass and vegetable fields, and put us in Manhattan. Do a thorough cleaning!"

He was talking at the top of his voice in the rain: "You must pay attention to safety. Once you find something strange, you will be notified in time, and you are absolutely not allowed to act without authorization."

Everyone responded, Yan Shuai took over the command and began to divide the community into various areas, implementing the area contract responsibility system, each person is responsible for a part, pay attention to efficiency and hurry up and go home.

Rain brings with it a drop in temperature. The temperature outside is dropping rapidly. Everyone feels the cold wind blowing through their hearts, but at this time they can only work in the rain. Only by working can the body heat up.

Ling Qing persuaded the elders and aunts who were outside to go back, and told them ten thousand times, reminding them not to wash their hair and bathe directly with rainwater, and not to drink it directly.

He looked at the old men and aunts, defeating magic with magic, fabricating experts and data in the void, learning the official account articles and the expressions of the old people's favorite science short videos, which made everyone stunned for a while.

In troubled times, heavy codes are used, and Ling Qing directly smashed the heavy hammer at the end, watching everyone seriously spreading rumors and saying: "The rainwater now is not ordinary rainwater, if you drink it, you will definitely die!"

The uncles and aunts nodded again and again, expressing that they have kept their mouths and legs under control, and now they will go home to help make ginger soup for everyone to warm up, and they will definitely not cause trouble outside.

Gradually, the raindrops falling from the sky turned into ice particles, and Yi Chengli was even more afraid that the ice particles would turn into bigger hailstones, so he hurriedly called everyone to go back first.

"Take a bath! You must take a hot bath! Even if you can't take a bath, you should dry yourself! Don't catch a cold." After Yi Chengli instructed everyone, he sneezed first.

As a man recovering from a fever, the alarm sounded in his heart immediately, and he rushed home for the first time.

Qian Meili had already boiled hot water at home, and Yi Chengli hurried home to take a shower, and when he was wiping his hair and taking the clean clothes out to dry, Ling Qing came back from the outside and put the water in the thermos in his hand. It also contains ginger soup given by my aunt.

"You drink first, I'll take a shower." Ling Qing took off his raincoat and rain boots on the balcony, shaking all the water onto the vegetables he grew.

Yi Chengli was wrapped in the quilt at this time, with a thick fire quilt on his body, only one head was exposed and nodded, Ling Qing couldn't help but look at him more and asked: "Are you cold?"

"It's not cold, but I'm afraid I'll get sick like the two days ago." Yi Chengli said sincerely, he never wanted to run a marathon in the desert with a hot pot.

Ling Qing paused, stretched out his hand and nodded his forehead, and said, "Do your hair a little bit, you look like the idiot son of a landlord's family."

Yi Chengli frowned, and Qian Meili immediately put on the makeup mirror, reflecting a face with the same style of bangs as the red boy.

Yi Chengli: ...

Qian Meili pinched her throat and said, "Honorable master, you can ask questions to your most loyal mirror."

Yi Chengli looked at her: "Beautiful, don't you want to do it anymore?"

The question hit the soul and shook people's hearts. Qian Meili returned to normal in a second, cleared her throat and said, "My hair should be cut, brother. If there is no uncle at home, I can do it today."

"Forget it, tie it up when it grows, it doesn't matter." Even now, Yi Chengli's dignity as a rich second generation makes him still care about his own appearance.As an important part of it, hair cannot be moved casually.

But his dignity didn't last long because his long johns were wet.

If you don’t wear long johns to go out in this weather, the skin on your body will be blown off, and Yi Chengli is very clear that you can’t take risks at this time, and you can’t do anything wrong with your youth, so he made a request to Ling Qing——

"Do you have long johns to lend me?"

Ling Qing swallowed the ginger soup in one breath, let out a breath, and said slowly: "But I don't have long johns."

"what?"

Both Yi Chengli and Qian Meili were shocked, especially Yi Chengli. He carefully looked at the thin man in front of him, and couldn't imagine that Ling Qing would go out without wearing long johns for so many days!

How dare he?Just relying on being upright and humming, don't you think about the problem of old cold legs at all?

"Did you practice some kind of Nine Suns Divine Art?" Yi Chengli looked at him inquiringly, "The kind that trains your muscles, bones and skin outside?"

Qian Meili stared at him from the side: "Brother, tell me, I will definitely not tell him to ordinary people."

"It's all messed up." Ling Qing looked at them with a frown and paused, "Why do you two sometimes feel like I'm not looking at a normal person?"

Yi Chengli: "Who is a normal person who dreams of prophecy?"

Qian Meili: "That's right, you are not a normal person, you are my god!"

Ling Qing was suddenly put on the altar by the two of them. He wanted to laugh but couldn't make himself laugh, but the two people next to him kept praising him, so he couldn't help but snorted and got up and said, "Wait a minute, I will Go get my warmer out."

Under the expectant eyes of the two, Ling Qing entered the bedroom, and quickly walked out of the bedroom, holding two packing bags in front of them.

"2000D fleece and thick leggings version, both of you should be able to wear it." Ling Qing said.

Qian Meili and Yi Chengli were silent for a while, the magic weapon was different from what they imagined, it seemed to be used by ordinary people.

Yi Chengli hesitated and said, "It's not good for me to wear this."

"What's wrong, would someone take off your pants to see what you're wearing?" Ling Qing retorted, "Besides, even if there is no end of the world, there are still many men who wear leggings instead of long johns."

Like himself.

Yi Chengli was still silent, Qian Meili had already accepted it quickly, and opened the package and began to gesture to see if her legs fit well. She was grateful but also worried and asked, "Brother, if you wear them for us, you will still have something to gain." wear it?"

Ling Qing: "It's okay, I bought two boxes in total, fifty pairs in total."

"You store so many things, have you ever thought about what to do with them if the end of the world doesn't come?" Yi Chengli looked at him and asked.

"Then be sister Meiling's colleague and go to the circle of friends to buy and clear goods, maybe I can make a little money besides recovering blood." Ling Qing looked at him and raised his eyebrows: "Do you wear these socks or not? Give it back to me."

Yi Chengli nodded again and again: "Wear it, I will definitely wear it."

Ling Qing stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly narrowed his eyes and smiled and said, "Then you can try it now to see if the size fits you well."

Yi Chengli looked at him: "This is not good, Meili is still nearby, and there is a lady present."

"What's the matter, ladies, ladies can't see men wearing bottoming socks?" Qian Meili began to rage, "Do you despise us wearing bottoming socks?"

Ling Qing and Yi Chengli have been together for the past few days, they have almost desensitized, and they have become more courageous, sitting on the sofa and making some weird speeches: "Oh, I don't know if I don't like bottoming socks, or I don't like giving Bottom socks man."

With a heck, Yi Chengli unpacked the socks in front of him, got up resolutely and went to the bathroom to try the socks. After 5 minutes, the door of the bathroom opened again, and a black swan came out gracefully.

The long pajamas covered the sensitive parts, and Yi Chengli stepped on the T-step to perform the secret of Ling Qing's bottoming socks. After walking to the center of the living room, he shook his head confidently, swept away his previous prejudice against bottoming socks, and said seriously: "It's really warm, My legs are starting to heat up."

"I told you it's warmer than long johns." Ling Qing said proudly, "But don't wear them at home, or you won't feel warm when you go out in them."

Yi Chengli replied and changed his pants back. Three people in a room sat next to the warming quilt and waited for the ice particles outside to stop.

As a result, the snowflakes came down.

The author says:

Yi Chengli: Confident black swan, dressed with style.

Ling Qing: If I am guilty, God will punish me, not to let me watch people wash their hair and take a bath in the rainstorm.