末世 二三 事

Although he hadn't read a book about formations for many years, Jing Lin quickly memorized the steps of the spirit-gathering formation by relying on his super-student attributes and his super comprehension ability.Jing Lin felt that perhaps, as Grandpa Zhang said, he was a very talented person in this area.After drawing a talisman, there is no sense of stagnation at all, and there is no sense of hindrance in the steps of the formation. It is very easy to complete a formation.

He used his footsteps to measure the size of the vegetable field in the backyard including a few fruit trees, then calculated the positions of the six formation points, buried the talisman paper, and finally buried the last talisman at the position of the formation's eye. Paper.In an instant, the backyard, which was originally unremarkable, "lived" in an instant.

It's very strange, you can't see it with naked eyes, but you can clearly feel it.Standing on the spot, Jing Lin saw that all the auras outside the formation were attracted to flow into the backyard. These auras brushed against the corners of his clothes, brushed over his brows, and slowly followed the directions of the six formations. It flows, passes through the eyes, and finally calms down.

Jing Lin turned his head and saw Lele was also looking up at the sky, so he asked Lele: "Lele, can you see anything?"

Lele shook her head ignorantly.

Jing Lin didn't ask any more questions, and fetched water to wash off the mud on his hands when he buried the talisman paper.Taking the only cash left on him, he drove Lele to Zhao Zhiwen's house by car.Lele wanted to follow him when he was leaving, but it was not convenient to take him with him. Jing Lin coaxed him to follow Zhou Yu. Although Lele was not happy, she was not the kind of brat who made trouble for no reason. She just pouted and looked very sad. After watching Jinglin, they left.

Today they are going to a private clothing workshop in Yuming Village next door to see if they can buy the clothes they need.This workshop is too small, there are only a dozen or so workers in it, and most of them are acquaintances nearby.A few years ago, Zhou Yu stepped on the sewing motor inside, but later because of a sudden attack of appendicitis at work, because this small workshop often worked overtime because of the heavy workload, Zhou Yu resigned directly after the operation and did not return.

Jing Lin and the others built houses here, and the space on the first floor is generally relatively large. Many people have nothing on the first floor except for a few load-bearing columns.The workshop of this small factory is on the first floor of the boss's own small building, which is also a building like this.When Jing Lin and the others arrived at the factory, the shutter doors on the three fronts of the boss's house were all open, and the boss's family was carrying the sewing machines that had been arranged to the same corner.There are green plastic boxes on the surrounding open space, almost every box contains unfinished semi-finished products, and in the other corner is a pile of ready-made clothes that have already been packed.

In the past two years, this factory has been making parent-child casual shirts, padded winter clothes, etc. Zhou Yu once took a set of clothes made by them back to Jing Lin's sister and family. It can only be considered average, so the price is not expensive.For example, the price of their shirts directly from the factory is less than 5 yuan, and the price of winter clothes is also around 30 to 40 yuan. What's more, if the price is improved now, it will definitely be cheaper.

It was such a coincidence that Jing Lin and the others came here. The small workshop had just completed an order for a batch of parent-child shirts, and before the goods were delivered, the power went out.And now in July, they have already started orders for winter clothing. The two orders happen to be from the same company, and they have been in a cooperative relationship for many years.

The goods of the boss's house used to not be sold as peripheral goods. At most, sometimes the rest of the order would be sold at cost price to the internal staff of the workshop or given to relatives and friends.But the boss reckoned that this workshop would not be able to continue in the future, and seeing that Zhao Chenghuai was an acquaintance, when he asked if he sold clothes, he immediately nodded, "Sell."

The finished clothes in the workshop are available in common sizes. Thinking that Lele is only five years old, and the child's clothes are getting shorter every year, they pick out different colors and different sizes. The two of them in summer took a total of twenty sets. Lele There are two more pieces, and the winter ones are one size too large. After taking ten sets, Lele still has two more pieces.Zhao Zhiwen's family has no children at present, so they didn't ask for children's clothes. They only took adult clothes from the parent-child suit. In summer, each person took fifteen pieces, and in winter, the size was too large, so each person took eight pieces.

After buying the clothes, I went back and emptied the car, and went to the county again.

The county town is even more depressed today than yesterday. At least yesterday, we could still see cleaners on the road, but today we didn't see any of them.Several policemen in uniform patrolled the surrounding area with batons in their hands.

There are fewer people opening shops, and the shop that bought toothpaste yesterday has closed.Jing Lin searched for a long time on his bicycle, before he found a handmade woolen shop with a gap left under the rolling shutter door.

Last night Zhou Yu heard them say that she was going to buy clothes today, so she told them to buy more wool and go home. She can knit sweaters, woolen scarves, gloves, socks and hats.So Jinglin felt that wool was really a good thing, so he directly asked the boss about the price, and bought it at a much cheaper price than usual, bought more than 20 catties back, and got two sets of crochet tools and basic knitting books for free. The owner of the sweater needles was even more generous, and each of several models gave several payments.

Zhao Zhiwen's family bought much more than him. After all, the three members of his family are all adults, and a sweater consumes more than a catty.

In the end, Jing Lin touched the last 200 yuan on his body and wanted to buy underwear.In the end, after searching for a long time, I couldn't find an open underwear store, so I had to go to a supermarket that was still open, and bought dozens of pairs of underwear for myself and Lele, and I didn't have any money left in my pocket.

On the way back, Zhao Zhiwen glanced at the packs of underwear in the car bucket, and couldn't help laughing out loud. Looking at Shang Jinglin's and his father's puzzled eyes, he smiled and said, "What do you think we are? As soon as we got back, the call came and the car was able to drive, wouldn't it be a waste if we bought so many things?"

Jing Lin said, "It's all about peace of mind."

Even if nothing really happens, you won't be able to sit still watching others move things home all day long.If something happens in the future, the things you buy now may be just a drop in the bucket, but at least it can last for a while, and you don't have to fall into a situation where you lack all kinds of things at the beginning.

Jing Lin has no money on him, and the storage of his own things has come to an end.However, Zhao Zhiwen's family still has at least 2 yuan in money. According to Jinglin's idea, he wanted to go out and help them continue to bring things back, but Zhao Zhiwen didn't agree. The two families bought so much fruit before, so they don't deal with it anymore. It should be broken, let him stay at home with Lele, and make jam with Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu has always had the habit of making jam and storing it. Jing Lin is in charge of washing and cutting the apples, and she is in charge of cooking the apples.Because there is no natural gas in Jinglin’s village, when grandpa was alive, he only used gas tanks during the Chinese New Year. The elderly people in the village generally save money, and they also dislike the food cooked by gas stoves. There is also a lot of fuel, and few people usually use gas tanks, so until today, Jing Lin found out that Zhou Yu's kitchen still has gas tanks, wondering whether it can still be used.

He asked Zhou Yu, "Is the gas still available?"

Zhou Yu glanced at it, frowned and said, "It can't be used. I haven't really thought about it. If it doesn't fire, I thought it was out of gas."

Jing Lin walked over to lift the weight of the gas tank, shook his head and said, "There's still gas, it's just broken."

Zhou Yu had already washed the cauldron of the firewood stove and filled it with water, and was covering the lid when she heard the words "tsk", "What's the matter, I haven't seen anyone from the brigade tell me about the situation." She said The brigade refers to the Chashanling Village Committee.

Probably soon, Jing Lin thought.But let's just say, that is to speed up the pace of villagers panicking and stepping up grain storage.

When Zhao Zhiwen and his father came back at noon, the jam was barely half cooked, and there was not much sugar left.Zhou Yu asked Zhao Zhiwen to buy as much as possible.

Before going to bed that day, Lin didn't feel anything. When he woke up the next morning, his hands and arms were sore, and he couldn't even hold the knife.In the middle of the afternoon, when all the jams were finally boiled and sealed, Jing Lin felt that the hand he was holding was not his own anymore.

That night, because of the discomfort in his hands, Jing Lin, who was sleeping drowsily, suddenly felt the bed shaking violently, and there were rumbling sounds in his ears, and... Lele's crying! .

earthquake!

Jing Lin woke up suddenly, smeared and picked up Lele who was crying beside him. He didn't even have time to put on his shoes. He ran out of the house in two or three steps, opened the gate of the fence and ran out. His legs were weak and he stood on the concrete road in the village, looking Houses and forests swaying left and right under the moonlight, like big ferocious monsters, their hearts tense.

Everyone in the village woke up with a start, and the panic and anxious shouting and crying resounded throughout the village. Jing Lin hugged Lele, who was already hiccupping from crying, and walked quickly to Zhao Zhiwen's house.