Frowning slightly, Hua Biao thrust the bamboo pole in his hand into the ground, and then walked back. As he walked, he said, "You should always carry a pen with you. Take it out and give it to me."
"Huh? Why do you want a pen?" Zhang Er was confused. Tang Xiaoquan really didn't want to take off his gloves and take out the pen in the cold weather.
"Aren't you dazzled? That's a sign of snow blindness. If you don't do something about it, the consequences will be serious."
"Snow blindness!?" Tang Xiaoquan vaguely remembered hearing this word on a certain exploration program before repeating it silently.
If you think about it carefully, it seems that this symptom is caused by inflammation caused by damage to the cornea and conjunctival epithelium caused by ultraviolet rays reflected from the snow.
It can range from blurred vision and red and swollen eyelids to severe photophobia, tearing and inability to open the eyes.
But if you open your eyes while walking in the open air at this time, the danger will be great.
This was undoubtedly something Tang Xiaoquan didn't want to see. At that moment, he didn't care whether his hands were cold or not. He took off his gloves and took out the pen in his pocket.
"Here, Hua Zi!"
Handing over the pen, Tang Xiaoquan quickly put on his gloves. There was nothing he could do, the outdoor temperature was really too low. The moment he took off the gloves, Tang Xiaoquan felt that his fingers were stiff and unable to move.
After taking the pen, Huabiao took off the pen cover, then waved his hand and called Tang Xiaoquan.
After experiencing the latter, he habitually took a few breaths of hot breath into the pen, then picked up the pen and painted on Tang Xiaoquan's eye sockets.
"A little color here can greatly alleviate your symptoms, okay! That's it!"
After taking care of Tang Xiaoquan, Huabiao casually drew a few strokes for himself. When he was done, he re-tightened the pen cover and exchanged it for Tang Xiaoquan.
I don't know if Huabiao's treatment really worked, or if I heard the other party's explanation, I felt a change in my heart. The originally dizzy road scenery seemed to be really much better now.
At least the nauseating discomfort was much lessened.
"How is it? How do you feel now?" Hua Biao asked solemnly.
"Okay. Much better. This method really works." He was still breathing heavily, and the recovery of his eyesight could not relieve the burden on Tang Xiaoquan's body.
"Can you still walk? Do you need a rest?" Hua Biao has asked the same question countless times.
"It's done. It's done." The answer was a little reluctant, but Tang Xiaoquan, who didn't want to be held back, gritted his teeth and moved forward.
Nodding, Hua Biao admired the young man's fighting spirit.
He immediately took the bamboo stick that had been planted in the ground and continued to clear the way in front of his head.
The snow is still falling. As Tang Xiaoquan walked on the country road, Huabiao's whole body was already covered with a thick layer of snow.
Seen from a distance, the two of them almost blended into the surrounding environment. If they weren't moving slowly, it would be really difficult for people to spot them.
"Uncle Zhao, this situation is not optimistic. The situation outside, Brother Hu and the others..." Halfway through his words, Wenquan Xin slapped his thigh heavily.
Most of the team members at the survivor station gathered at the village chief's house.
The atmosphere in the room was quite solemn, and everyone felt heavy in their hearts.
Demi patted Weiyang's shoulder lightly. Although he had not been in the station for a long time, Demi still knew the private affairs of Wei Yang and Tang Xiaoquan from everyone's mouth.
His hands were held together tightly, but Wei Yang was nervous at this time.
With her heart in turmoil, she was not overly worried about her own food supply problem, because her heart was already full of the beloved man outside, and her mind was filled with worries about whether there would be any problems with the latter on his journey.
Anyone who has driven a car knows how difficult it is to drive in snow.
Even in the last days, there are no dangers such as rear-end collisions or hitting pedestrians.
However, the complex road conditions are the same, and the presence of zombies also brings more uncertainty to driving in snow.
After all, the animals are constantly adapting. Who knows what kind of moths they will "evolve" due to this bad weather.
"Uncle Zhao, how many days will the family have enough supplies? Should we go out to get some food?" Wu Chao couldn't stand the depressing atmosphere in the room. Interjected to change the subject.
Zhao Yunhai smoked his cigarette in silence, and would stop watching the sunset whenever he got irritable.
This is a habit that has been developed over many years. How could Zhao Lina, who is Lao Zhao's daughter, not know this?
At that moment, he put his worried hand on his father's arm and advised softly: "Dad, don't worry too much. Besides, smoke...smoker less."
As if he didn't hear his daughter's words, Lao Zhao still kept his head bowed. After a moment, he raised his head and focused his gaze on Wu Chao, who had just asked the question.
"No! The snow is too heavy now. Let's stand still!"
Lao Zhao also had his own reasons for making such a decision.
One: He has carefully calculated that with the station's inventory supply and streamlined rationing, he can at least last for the 15th day.
Second: There is only one bus left in the station, and the low exhaust port of that big bus is obviously not enough to cope with the snow on the road.
Three things: Even if the car can be driven, the recent market has been filled with murderous intent, and with the snow cover, if you go there rashly, you may not get the supplies, but cost a few lives.
As for relying on manpower to transport goods on foot, that is even less reliable. Let alone whether it can be done, even if it can be done, how much goods can you bring back alone?
Besides, it's such a long road, just walking is enough to kill someone.
So based on the above, Lao Zhao just decided to stick to it.
He will not send anyone out to take risks until the last step is reached.
However, if people are not sent out, necessary preparations are still needed.
"Xiao Wu, Da Hu, Lao Yue, the three of you will follow me later to check on the conditions of each house. Try to shovel the snow that needs to be shoveled. Xiao Wen, Li Zhong, Li Guo, you guys follow the same rules as the ones you made last night. Move out the snow collecting trough, and let's collect as much water as possible during this rare heavy snow. In addition, everyone must pay attention to keeping warm during this period. Xiao Zhang, Wei Yang, thank you for your hard work. You are responsible for checking everyone's health. If anyone has cold symptoms, treat them as soon as possible. , avoid expansion!”
Lao Zhao is worthy of being an old man. Although he is worried about his brothers outside at this time, he is generally relatively calm.
Judging from the few orders he issued, at least his mood is not chaotic.
Only when people are busy can they stop thinking randomly.
Zhao Yunhai knew this truth well, that's why he issued such a troublesome order.
After hearing this, the survivors immediately practiced training, and a group of people were divided into several groups to perform their respective tasks.
In the outer suburbs, two white spots slowly moved forward, and after standing up, there were four long and narrow marks.
It's just that these marks didn't last long, and were covered by the white snow without a trace.
After walking for almost three hours continuously, Tang Xiaoquan's energy was exhausted.
Just kidding, don’t say it’s a snowy day, it’s normal weather. Walking for 3 hours is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
Listening to the increasingly rough breathing of the young man behind him, Hua Biao knew he could not continue. (To be continued.)
