In early October, rainwater flooded the fourth floor.
Residents living on the fifth and sixth floors began to panic. They wanted to move upstairs in advance, but there were no vacant rooms in the whole building. They had to go door to door and ask others if they could squeeze in together.
But at this juncture, who dares to let outsiders into the house? They had no other choice but to approach the residents on the first to fourth floors who had moved into the empty houses first, and offered to live with them.
But five families, including Sister He, refused to accept them and even drove them away with fierce words.
While the two groups were arguing, someone pulled out a fruit knife and stabbed Sister He's husband, who was acting in a superior manner.
A chaotic war was also triggered.
"Has anyone been robbed again?" Chi Yue and Wen Qizhou returned from a trip when they suddenly heard screams and cries coming from the tenth floor.
Hearing the sound of the praying boat, he raised his head.
By coincidence, I saw three men holding bloody fruit knives and running down in panic.
He immediately pulled Chi Yue away, his eyes fell on their trembling hands, and whispered: "It doesn't look like a robbery."
The three people quickly disappeared in front of them. Out of curiosity, Chi Yue took a look inside when passing by the tenth floor.
"Lao Li, wake up!" Sister He collapsed on the ground and cried loudly while holding her husband with blood pouring from his chest.
Her daughter turned pale and shouted "Dad", folding her hands and covering his chest, trying to stop his bleeding.
Even so, the blood would still seep out from between her fingers and fall to the ground, ringing in her heart.
"He's out of breath." The middle-aged man next to him whose arm was scratched looked at Lao Li's breath and sighed heavily.
Mother and daughter were even more devastated.
Sister He suddenly snatched the knife from the middle-aged man's hand and stood up against the wall: "I want to kill them! Kill them!"
She stumbled and ran towards the stairs. Chi Yue ducked away from her shoulder a second before she was about to hit her.
"Hey!" Her daughter reacted and shouted at Chi Yue: "Quickly stop my mother, don't let her go downstairs!"
Chi Yue didn't move.
Sister He was obviously stimulated. If she prevented the other party from taking revenge at this time, the tip of the knife might be aimed at her.
Why should she ask for trouble?
Seeing Sister He disappear behind the passage door, her daughter Li Danmeng asked angrily: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
"I heard."
"Then why didn't you stop me?! Do you know what my mother will face when she goes downstairs? How can she defeat those people?"
"Does she have anything to do with me?" Chi Yue glanced at Li Danmeng, who was walking towards her, and stared at the healthy legs jokingly: "You are not disabled, don't you know how to stop it yourself?"
"You──"
Li Danmeng glared at Chi Yue fiercely, as if he was using her as an outlet to vent his emotions, and raised his right hand to slap her.
The waving hand came with strong wind, which showed that she had used all her strength to teach Chi Yue a profound lesson.
Chi Yue was about to grab her and slap her back, but before she could free her hand, the person in front of her was kicked down by Wen Qizhou.
Just listen to the sound of "bang".
Li Danmeng was kicked down and hit the passage door. He was covering the back of his head with stars in his eyes, and his facial features were squeezed together in pain.
She screamed, then cried and turned back to the group of people standing behind to make the decision: "Uncle, they bullied me!"
"Danmeng, please stop making trouble." They had just had a fight with the people on the fifth and sixth floors, so how could they still have the energy to mind her business.
The middle-aged man frowned and said, "We still don't know what's going on with your mother. We have to get her back first."
Li Danmeng, who had no one to support him, became mute.
She bit her lower lip tightly and looked at Wen Qizhou and Chi Yue with resentment in her eyes, wishing to kill them with her eyes.
"Don't want the eyeballs anymore?" Chi Yue took out the dagger from his waist and waved it in front of her: "Then I can help you dig it out?"
For a moment, Li Danmeng truly felt her murderous intent, and was so frightened that his legs began to tremble and he could hardly stand still.
It's very boring to look like you have no future.
Someone smiled and smoothed things over: "Danmeng just lost a relative and is not mentally normal yet. Don't argue with her."
"Then you have to watch people carefully." Wen Qizhou said with a smile: "Don't go out one day and lose your eyes."
"sure."
The people present said they would tell Sister He that after all, it was not their duty to look after Li Danmeng and no one wanted to take care of it.
Li Danmeng's heart felt cold.
She understood her uncle's attitude and did not dare to provoke the man and woman again. She clutched the sleeves of others and walked downstairs.
Not long after, a shrill cry echoed in the dirty corridor, telling her all kinds of sadness.
*
"Do you know?" Yao Chengwei and Zhao Peng came to 2601 carrying two bags of melon seeds and chatting: "Sister He and the couple are dead!"
"I know." When they heard the cry, they guessed that Sister He who had gone downstairs to seek revenge was gone.
Chi Yue: “But we don’t know the reason.”
Halfway through the melon meal at noon, Li Danmeng suddenly rushed out to look for trouble, before he had time to inquire about the specific situation.
Yao Chengwei told the whole story: "The two families on the fifth floor have taken over Sister He's house and supplies."
"Their daughter was driven away?"
"Yes." He threw a few melon seeds into his mouth, chewed them twice and continued: "It is said that she is living in a neighbor's house now."
Zhao Peng said with an anxious look on his face: "I think people on the seventh and eighth floors also want to move up, and the trouble will definitely get worse by then."
"Don't worry." Wen Qizhou poured them two cups of Pu'er and pushed them towards the opposite side: "After all, people without houses are a minority, and they don't necessarily have to occupy other people's homes."
Not all residents at the bottom are skilled, so they would probably prefer to resolve this matter in a gentle way.
For example, rent a bedroom for supplies.
"It makes sense." Yao Chengwei was not as anxious as Zhao Peng. He sipped his tea and said, "Did you go out to look for supplies today?"
Chi Yue nodded: "Yes."
When she and Wen Qizhou went out, they walked around twice, threw away the trash, and then took out the supplies from the space to show off.
It is impossible to enter the water.
They didn't lack anything, so they didn't need to work so hard in the face of the danger of encountering crocodiles.
"You haven't encountered any sharks, have you?" What Yao Chengwei is most concerned about at the moment is where the ocean overlord has swam.
"No."
"Then I'm relieved." He paused and mentioned the business of coming over: "Do you have time tonight? I'll treat you to duck hotpot and let you meet Yu Qingxi by the way."
"Where did you get the duck?"
"I picked it up outside yesterday."
"..." What a good luck.
Chi Yue agreed.
After they finished cracking the seeds and left, she climbed on Wen Qizhou's neck and unanimously decided to bring a few ingredients with them tonight.
Nowadays, everyone is not rich, and Yao Chengwei is willing to use his inventory to treat them to hot pot, but they can't go home empty-handed.
"What do you think we should bring?"
"Potatoes or lotus roots?" He lowered his eyes slightly and raised his arms to hold her on his lap: "They probably haven't eaten them for a long time."
"Then how much should I take?"
"Five or six are about the same."
With a thought in mind, Chi Yue took out six potatoes and lotus roots, and at the same time picked a piece of tiramisu in the static area of the space.
She looked at the logo on the box and paused slightly while holding the silver fork: "Qin Yao likes this brand of cakes the best."
Wen Qizhou was silent for a moment.
He took the silver fork from Chi Yue's hand, scooped out a small spoonful of cake and put it to her lips. He said with gentle eyes: "Then when we see her next time, we will hold a cake party for her?"
"How can she eat it?" Thinking of Ge Qinyao's expression when she saw the table full of cakes, Chi Yue couldn't help but laugh out loud: "It might as well be a seafood banquet. At least she won't get tired of it."
"That's okay." Seeing that she relaxed, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "We'll have two more drinks with her then."
Chi Yue bent her eyes: "Okay."
He described the future with a firm tone, as if telling her that no matter how far apart they were, they would meet each other sooner or later.
She was immersed in the picture he sketched, and most of the worries in her heart disappeared, and the cake in her mouth no longer felt bitter.
