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Chapter 10 I'm pretty good at slapping, why don't you try
The crowd dispersed, and most of them wore weird clothes, like a combination of the warmest clothes of the family, and some people wore fleece pants instead of scarves around their necks.

Jiang Huan was also cold, but his basic actions were still unaffected. He found the target with an ax and chopped it.

Taking advantage of no one paying attention to him, Jiang Huan picked up a few dead branches every now and then and handed over a scattered trunk. Jiang Huan deliberately went further and started harvesting with quiet tools.

When Blowing Whistle assembled, there was a pile of firewood in the space, at least a few hundred kilograms. She was so tired that she was sweating profusely, and took several sips of hot brown sugar ginger tea.

Blowing the whistle means gathering, and Jiang Huan struggled to drag the dead branches tied up with ropes to cross again.

Because I was the last one to arrive and I saw everyone amazed around WISCO, I didn't know why. Luckily, Liu Ling came over to explain that WISCO cut down the amount by one person with a saw and an axe, which was equal to the work done by everyone.

It's really amazing, the eyes of all the people present have changed. When he said that the distribution will be proportionate after registration, no one has any objection.

Ordinary people are Mu Qiang, without exception.

At this time, WISCO, who has a strong temper, has a sense of group, and his ability and contribution far surpasses everyone else, is undoubtedly a model of the strong.

There was a woman next to Wugang who was in charge of registration. Seeing that Jiang Huan was paying attention to other people, she smeared the weight of ninety catties.

On the way back to the car, everyone was very tired, and the sound of coughing and sniffling was endless.

Even with the blessings of warm baby, exercise, and thick clothes, Jiang Huan sat in the car for more than ten minutes, and his blood circulation was greatly affected, and he staggered a bit when he got out of the car.

Wu Gang was by his side, giving him a hand, "Be careful."

"Thank you." Jiang Huan just stood firm.

The other party immediately let go, went to get the horn, and informed everyone that the proportion distribution would be done before noon tomorrow at the latest. I hope everyone can come down quickly when the ice is cut next time.

Jiang Huan had other ideas.

"The floors above me are the rooftops. I'll get some containers to catch the snow later, so I won't come down and dig ice with everyone. Otherwise, it would be inconvenient to go up and down the [-]th floor."

WISCO agreed after thinking about it for a while. Although they didn't come down, they were trying to find ways to store ice and didn't participate in the distribution.

"Okay, but remember to get the firewood tomorrow. According to the labor ratio, you must have quite a lot."

"Thank you." Jiang Huan turned around and entered the building, but was stopped by someone within a few steps.

Liu Ling breathed heavily and looked listless, she told Jiang Huan that she was unlikely to go downstairs tomorrow, her body couldn't hold on, and she would come down tomorrow with a new partner, and finally she said her real purpose.

"Well, I have a bucket too, can you take it upstairs for me later? It's over, if you make ice or something, please shout?"

"Can you hear me shouting?"

The floor between the two is not small, and it is even more impossible to go downstairs to run around for her.

Liu Ling also felt that she might be in a daze from the cold, so she asked for such a request. In the end, she only asked Jiang Huan to help carry two empty buckets up.

In view of the fact that the other party offered to sell instant noodles and water to him before, Jiang Huan agreed.

Carrying a bucket covered with yellow tape, when going upstairs, the couple on the twelfth floor suddenly emerged from the safety passage, holding a bathtub in their hands, and the two moved to the side of the stairs with difficulty.

Jiang Huan noticed that the man was also a person who went to chop firewood together before. He probably heard Jiang Huan's idea and thought it was feasible, so he followed the gourd.

Jiang Huan was not in a hurry, and stood aside with a light plastic bucket, letting them pass first.

The two put down the big bathtub directly: "Hey, take it up, fill it up and let us know."

There was a bang, and there was still a lot of movement when the bathtub hit the ground, no matter how estimated it weighed thirty or forty catties.

Jiang Huan stared at the two in surprise.

Do these two people have that serious illness? ?

"What are you looking at, why don't you hurry up?" the woman urged of course.

"Step aside."

Jiang Huan didn't even want to give them theoretical effort.

However, the two of them directly blocked the road, which meant that she would not give way if she did not move.

The younger brother was at home alone for four or five hours, and she was also thinking about going up to have a warm meal. Seeing that the two were deliberately blocking the way, she said patiently, "The roof belongs to everyone, and I didn't stop you from carrying it up. If you want plastic buckets or something , I just helped to take it by the way, let me take the bucket that the two of you carried out?"

Unexpectedly, the other party replied directly.

"My husband said, you have great strength. Just now you chopped a lot of firewood by yourself. You are stronger than a man. It can't be that you can't even lift this bucket."

Jiang Huan laughed angrily, and asked directly without even saying the second reasonable sentence, "My slap is stronger, do you want to try it?"

The woman's eyebrows were about to fly up, "What are you talking about? You dare to talk to me like this? I advise you to be more sensible, otherwise, believe it or not, I will sue you to death when your benefactor comes—" —”

"Snapped!"

Jiang Huan was holding the bucket with one hand, facing the woman's face with an ear of melon seeds. Although she was wearing gloves, the strength was so strong that the woman's face swelled instantly, and the rough labor protection gloves even left fine spots on her face. scrape.

"You, you, ah ah, I'm going to kill you stinky watch—"

"Snapped!"

Jiang Huan slapped her again. The man wanted to choke her neck, but she threw the bucket straight at her. He threw two buckets in front of him. When he dodged, he fell straight into his own bathtub, almost twisting his neck.

"If you can't speak, just shut your stinky mouth."

Jiang Huan sneered, and took out the unused kitchen knife. She wasn't so stupid as to use the kitchen knife to cut down trees. This thing was used at this time.

He slashed at the wooden barrel of the two of them directly, and the woman screamed and ran several steps upstairs, shouting for help.

"Help, murderer—help, hurry up and save someone, there is a murderer who is about to kill—"

Jiang Huan saw that the place was a little vacant, and went upstairs directly towards the gap. The woman continued to run, as if there was an evil spirit chasing behind her.

Her body lacked exercise for a long time, and she was out of breath and even tripped on the ground after going up a few floors. Fortunately, there was another safe passage in front of her, so she went straight in and blocked the door tightly.

Jiang Huan passed the door and went straight to his own way, ignoring the woman.

She is not addicted to violence to solve the problem, she just wants to go back to the house.

The [-]th floor arrived in a blink of an eye, Jiang Huan knocked on the door, Jiang Xi immediately opened the door when he heard his sister's voice, and as soon as he entered the room, a gust of hot air rushed over his face.

It's not really hot, the temperature difference is obvious, there is at least a ten-degree temperature difference from the corridor, which makes her nose itchy.

Fearing that he would catch a cold too, Jiang Huan drank a few mouthfuls of hot water and brewed a cup of Ganmao Ling to prevent it.

"Are you hungry? What did you do at home?"

Jiang Huan released a bucket from the space, wrapped it in black glue to prevent cracking, and sent it to the rooftop together with Liu Ling's bucket in a while.

You have to do a full set of acting.

Jiang Xi rubbed his belly and said he wasn't hungry, Jiang Huan paused, walked quickly a few steps, and walked to a storage box.

(End of this chapter)