Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Chapter 193: Extreme Cold Doomsday: Collapse

Zhang Yang wore gloves and knocked on the wooden door, making a heavy sound.

After knocking twice, there was no response from inside the house.

He struck twice more, this time with more force than before.

"Jiang Jiang! Are you home?"

Jiang Jiang closed the door tightly. At the moment, she was watching a variety show and laughing. Faintly, she seemed to hear someone calling her name. She immediately paused the video and listened carefully. A voice came.

Sure enough, she heard it right.

Who wouldn't stay at home in such a cold day and come to see her?

Jiang Jiang stood up from the blanket, put on his slippers and went to the door.

She shrank her neck and felt extremely cold as soon as she left the bedroom.

"Brother Zhang Yang, what do you want to talk to me about?"

Jiang Jiang opened the door and saw Zhang Yang outside, covered in a thin layer of white snow, like a moving snowman.

Zhang Yang shook off the snow on his body like a dog shaking off water.

"Well, I just wanted to ask you, the factory is running out of raw materials for making charcoal. Seeing that the snow is not stopping, there is no way to get raw materials. The factory is going to stop production. What should I do?"

So that’s what happened.

As early as two days ago, she told everyone that in this kind of weather, it's time to have a holiday.

Even though Jiang Jiang emphasized that holidays would not delay the payment of wages, everyone did not slack off and went to work on time every day.

Jiang Jiang brought Zhang Yang a cup of warm ginger tea. Every morning before she went to the yard to sweep the snow, she would boil a pot of ginger tea and drink it after she came back.

"Thank you."

Zhang Yang thanked him with a smile, picked up the ginger tea and drank it all in one gulp, feeling his whole stomach warm up.

At this time Jiang Jiang said:

"It's not a normal time now. It's a snowstorm. The factory has temporarily stopped operating. It will be fine after the snowstorm is over. You don't have to worry. Your salary will be paid as usual. It's a good time for you to stay at home and rest these few days. Don't you know that Aunt Shufen is worried every day when she sees you go to work?"

Seeing that Jiang Jiang was about to go on to talk for a long time, Zhang Yang stopped immediately.

"Okay, okay, I got it. I'll tell them tomorrow that I'll take a break after this shift and wait for further notice. Is that okay?"

For some reason, Zhang Yang always felt that he was a generation inferior to Jiang Jiang, and every time he did it was like he was being lectured by an elder.

Of course, he didn't know that Jiang Jiang had been the head of the family for many years in the previous life. Not to mention someone of his age being scolded, even if his parents came, they would only be scolded.

"Go back quickly. Be careful not to get cold if you stay outside for too long."

Jiang Jiang felt frozen after just staying in the main room for a short while, not to mention Zhang Yang who had to walk for more than ten minutes to go to work in the factory every day.

The latter nodded, returned the empty cup to Jiang Jiang and left. Somehow, Jiang Jiang actually tasted a sense of hasty escape.

Jiang Jiang shook his head. Is she still scary?

No way, she is so approachable.

Forget it, don’t think about these things. I haven’t finished watching the variety show just now.

Jiang Jiang quickly washed the cup, put it on the cabinet next to the stove, and returned to the warm bedroom in two steps.

Hehe, drinking milk tea, eating snacks and watching variety shows, it’s such a heavenly day.

The wind outside the door blew even stronger, and the bamboo basket that Wang Shufen hung at the door was blown to the ground by the wind. It rolled for several weeks and was stuck in the snow pile and couldn't get out.

It was dark just after five o'clock.

Jiang Jiang has an alcohol stove and a gas stove, so she can cook in the bedroom. Other people's homes don't have these things, but they have a charcoal stove with a small pot on it, so they can easily cook a few bowls of noodles.

With this convenient thing, the whole family can prepare dinner without getting off the kang, and no longer have to run to the kitchen in the cold.

However, the weather is cold and we can’t go out to play. It’s also uncomfortable to stay at home. These days, playing cards in the village store are the best-selling products.

Due to the heavy snow on the road, Zhang Dachuan could not go out. Faced with wave after wave of people who wanted to go to the store to buy things, Zhang Heng had to call a group of young men to move some commonly used items back home to meet the needs of his father who did not leave the front line on snowy days.

At night, it was pitch black. Ever since the heavy snow broke the power lines, everyone had no electricity. Fortunately, the rural people had adapted to the environment except for the electric lights.

Those who had flashlights and candles at home did not want to waste them on chatting and playing in the evening, so every household went to bed early.

The entire mountaintop was in darkness, and the only sound was the shrill, distorted sound of the wind whistling through the valley.

In the second half of the night, the snow fell heavier and the wind blew stronger.

Qingshui Village.

Li Zheng and his family hid under their quilts and shivered.

Their family is considered a well-known poor household in the poor village. If they had not received a batch of quilts and military coats some time ago, someone in their family might have fallen ill a long time ago.

Despite this, they still found it difficult to withstand the sudden drop in temperature.

The house was built many years ago when Li Zheng’s father got married, and it has a history of twenty years now.

Over the years, the house has been patched up and barely habitable.

Li Zheng’s biggest wish is to save some money to renovate his house and lay beautiful tiles on it. That would be beautiful.

"boom!"

A sudden loud noise pulled Li Zheng out of his beautiful fantasy.

The sound came from next door. Li Zheng looked terrified, as if he had thought of something.

Next door is the room where his father lives!

"dad!"

Li Zheng let out a scream.

He didn't even have time to put on his coat and jumped out of bed.

The yellow mud house next door collapsed in half, and Li Zheng's father was buried underneath.

"Dad! Are you okay? Can you answer me?!"

Li Zheng kept shouting, and soon his hair, eyebrows, and even eyelashes were covered with snowflakes.

Time passed minute by minute, but the father buried under the rubble did not react at all.

Li Zheng moved each piece of yellow mud like crazy, scratching it with his nails, leaving traces of blood.

cold.

Biting cold.

Li Zheng felt like his whole body was about to freeze. His hands and feet had lost all feeling, but he was still digging tirelessly like a robot.

Suddenly, a beam of light shone on Li Zheng, and he squinted his eyes unconsciously.

After he saw who was coming, he cried out in a hoarse voice:

"Second uncle, third uncle, my dad is still down there, please save him, save him!"

The same thing happened in Qingtu Village.

The next morning, when Jiang Jiang went out to sweep the snow, he found several unfamiliar people standing at the door of Aunt Shufen's house.

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