Stocking up in space: surviving in a world of crisis

"Snowing?"

When Wenwen came back from the hospital, there were still a lot of snowflakes on her hair and clothes. She said that it was snowing outside, and everyone couldn't believe it.

"If you don't believe me, just ask Sister Ye Fu, she went out to pick me up just now, and saw the snow, it was falling heavily, and the sun was gone."

"Is it really snowing? Didn't the temperature exceed 45 degrees a few days ago?"

Ye Fu nodded, "It's indeed snowing, and there are also crushed hailstones. The wind outside is extremely strong, and tiles are flying around the small courtyard. When I went out to pick up Wenwen, I heard someone calling for help."

"This day is starting to be abnormal again, alas."

"Wenwen, why are you back?" Wenwen always comes back on weekends. Today is not the weekend, and it is not her rest day yet, and at this time, she should be working in the hospital.

"I saw that the situation outside was not right, so I came back quickly. I was afraid of any accidents."

Officer Song patted her on the shoulder, "Just come back."

There was a sudden hailstorm and light snowfall in Yuezhou, and the radio at the base sounded in time, notifying everyone to enter a state of emergency. Fortunately, all the grain in the agricultural land of the base was recovered. Even though there was hail, the management of the base was not too worried, and the residents felt that the high temperature was over. It's over, and everyone is celebrating the cooling down in the residential building.

Ye Fu and Jiang Rong came out of the space, built a fire in the kitchen of the small courtyard and started to roast sweet potatoes. There were swearing and crying from the next door, and the snowstorm plus the screaming and crying of children, It is simply a double magic sound.

Ye Fu handed the roasted sweet potatoes to Jiang Rong, at this moment, a few tiles blew in from the outside of the small courtyard, and hit the courtyard directly, and the debris all over the ground was engulfed by the strong wind again, and blown to other places.

"a little cold."

"The wind won't stop for a while, and the snow is getting bigger and bigger. Let's go back to the space first."

Ye Fu shook his head, "Observe and observe."

The two of them each took a sweet potato and gnawed on it, and the smell permeated the kitchen. After Ye Fu finished eating the sweet potato, he fetched some water to wash his darkened palms, and then sat by the fire to continue warming up.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, the temperature dropped directly from [-] degrees to [-] degrees. Jiang Rong locked the gate of the small courtyard, and the two immediately returned to the space.

Qi Yuan and the others were cutting rice, and Duan Lianzhao brought other soldiers to help. Ye Fu and Jiang Rong never stepped out of the space in front of them, so until now, Duan Lianzhao and others don't know where they are. The dungeon built.

Knowing that it is still windy and snowing outside, everyone is even more worried.

"It won't be back to the extreme cold again?"

"Probably not, I hate extreme cold."

"I want to have a peaceful life for a few days, so why is it so difficult?"

Everyone was complaining about the devilish weather outside while working. At this moment, Wan Tao ran to the side of the rice field, and he shouted Ye Fu's name.

"Ye Fu, Ye Fu, come back quickly, something happened to Liu Zhang."

Hearing this, Ye Fu quickly dropped the sickle in his hand and ran to the edge of the field, and the others hurriedly followed.

"Uncle Wan, what happened to Uncle Liu Zhang?" Ye Fu jumped onto the ridge, grabbed Wan Tao's hand, and asked anxiously.

"He told me that she was very tired and wanted to sleep. I just made a pot of tea for him. I went to his room and wanted to wake him up for tea, but he couldn't wake up."

Ye Fu's eyelids twitched, he turned and ran towards the wooden house.

In the room of the wooden house, Liu Zhang was lying on the bed, as if he was asleep, with a smile on his face, and a calm face. Ye Fu stretched out his hand to check his breath, and grabbed Liu Zhang's wrist to feel his pulse.

"Ye Fu, what happened to Uncle Liu?"

Liu Zhang passed away, his breathing, pulse, and heart stopped beating, and he left everyone in his sleep.