A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

As the stagnant water in the urban area gradually receded, someone in Zhang Lan's family courtyard group began to organize the extraction of stagnant water from the basement of the family courtyard. Aunt Zhang Lan, who has lived in Zhang Lan's home for more than ten days, also wants to return to the community in the city to see the situation in the community.

Zhang Lan drove his aunt back to the community. His uncle Yang Quansheng was working out of town. When the flood came, he originally wanted to come back, but the train traffic had been cut off. He needed to reach the shopping mall and then find a way to take the expressway back.

At that time, the highway was already filled with rescue workers and vehicles pulling rescue supplies from all over the country, and the traffic police had begun to conduct traffic control. In addition, Zhang Lan took his aunt to his home in Qingshan Village, so Yang Quansheng resigned from the factory and would only return by car after a few days of factory approval and payment of wages.

Zhang Lan drove to the downstairs of his house in the family courtyard, greeted his neighbors and asked about the situation. The house Zhang Lan bought was formerly a family home of the Municipal Finance Bureau. Someone asked and arranged for a large water pump to pump water out. Nowadays, except for some large communities, which have arrangements for water pumping, other communities in the city organize water pumping on their own.

Zhang Lan looked at the traces of water accumulation on the first floor of the community, which was about 1.5 meters high. The residents on the first floor were cleaning everything out of the house.

Others were cleaning their cars in the parking spaces of the community, and more people were calling the insurance company, waiting for the insurance company to come to tow the car.

He went upstairs and opened the door, looked at the window, and used magic to clear away the moisture in the room, and opened the window for ventilation.

There was still no water or power in the house, so Zhang Lan went downstairs to transfer gas money from her mobile phone to the people watching the water pump pumping water, and chatted a little by the way. The power supply is currently being repaired, and a temporary line will be connected first to connect the power. Others have to wait until the water in the basement is pumped out, dried and inspected before power can be restored.

Now, except for the first floor, there is nothing going on in the family home. For most things, you just have to pay and wait. Zhang Lan came out of the family home and walked to the gate of her aunt's community. After making a phone call, her aunt Zhang Lan came out of the community and got into the car.

Aunt Zhang Lan's house is in the same situation. The management of the community is organizing personnel to pump out the accumulated water in the basement. The power supply will be temporarily supplied in two days, and the water supply will have to wait until the power is turned on.

When I got home, I felt sad when talking about the situation in the city. Canghe City has never been flooded so badly. The old people in the village said that the same big flood flowed through the river in the village decades ago, and the urban area was safe at that time.

I looked through my phone and saw all kinds of theories. One of the theories is that the inland waterway running through the city center was completely buried under the city due to urban construction. This is why the accumulated water in the city is discharged very slowly this time, and it relies entirely on the pumping station at the intersection of the two moats for processing.

Seeing the inland river, Zhang Lan picked up her mobile phone and called Zhang Hu. The phone rang for a while before she was answered. Zhang Lan asked where Zhang Hu was. Zhang Hu's voice was hoarse on the phone and said he was at home.

Zhang Lan rode the tram to Zhang Hu's house. As soon as he entered the house and saw the scene in front of him, his heart skipped a beat. Fang Xia was sitting on the sofa holding her daughter Zhang Miaomiao with red eyes. She saw Zhang Lan entering the room and said hello with a smile: "Zhang Lan, you are here."

Uncle Zhang Lan sat on the sofa with a straight face and said nothing, while Zhang Hu sat on a stool and smoked dejectedly.

Seeing this, Zhang Lan and his uncle Zhang Dajiang who were sitting on the sofa said, "Uncle, I have something to ask Brother Hu for help. Let's go, Brother Hu." Saiba waved to Zhang Hu.

Zhang Hu got up and followed Zhang Lan out. When he came out, Zhang Hu asked Zhang Lan in a hoarse voice, "What's going on?"

Zhang Lan got on the tram, patted the back seat and said, "Get on the train first."

Zhang Lan took Zhang Hu to the old house on a bicycle. The old house was still the same. Fortunately, Zhang Lan had strengthened the earth cliff behind the house. Now the old houses on both sides are in a mess. Not to mention the landslide on the earth cliff, part of the house has also been washed away by continuous rain and collapsed.

Opening the courtyard door, he led Zhang Hu into the main room. He took out a can of beer from the refrigerator and threw it to Zhang Hu, and asked casually: "Do you want something to eat?"

Zhang Hu breathed a sigh of relief and sat on the sofa, opened the beer and took a sip and said, "Just make whatever dish you want. If you don't have it, you won't win."

Zhang Lan looked in the refrigerator, took out a piece of beef and cut it in the kitchen, then got some fried peanuts and poured them on the plate. He put the plate on the table, took two pairs of chopsticks and a can of beer from the kitchen, and then sat on the sofa and drank with Zhang Hu.

After taking a few sips, Zhang Lan asked while holding peanuts: "What happened today? Did we have a quarrel?"

"We didn't quarrel. We just said goodbye when something happened." Zhang Hu said while drinking. He got up and took out a few more cans from the refrigerator.

"Is it a business matter? No one could have predicted this flood. It will be fine after a while." Zhang Lan consoled her.

"It's okay, I can handle it. I just didn't expect such bad luck." Zhang Hu opened another can.

"If you have nothing to do, just drink less. After finishing this can, go back. If you have anything you can't solve, call me then." Zhang Lan said.

After drinking the beer and eating almost all the appetizers, Zhang Lan sent Zhang Hu back as it was getting late.

During dinner in the evening, Zhang Lan asked her mother: "What happened to Zhang Hu? Why did I see him and my uncle angry there when I went to see him today?"

"It's not a matter of contracting the construction site. All the money earned from the flood was returned. I also lost a lot of money, and the water station can no longer be opened now," Zhang Lan's mother said.

"No one can do anything if there is a natural disaster in this business. We can just earn it back later." Knowing that he lost money because of the flood, Zhang Lan didn't care.

"Losing money is a trivial matter. The problem is that people in the village say that Zhang Hu borrowed money from many people in the village. Now when people ask him for money, they find out that he spent the money he earned without knowing where, and now he owes a huge debt to the outside world."

"When I called him before, he said that the advance payment for the construction site was enough to contract the entire construction site, plus the money earned by the water station in the past few months and the water stamp money. What is he borrowing money for?" Zhang was shocked by his mother's words. Lan couldn't believe it.

"Who knows, anyway, we don't have a penny now. People who have houses in the city these days ask him for money to renovate their houses, but he can't get a penny out. It's the people your uncle gave the money to." Zhang Lan's mother said.

"Then uncle and Fang Xia didn't ask him where he did the money?" Qin Yongjun asked after listening.

"I asked him all about it, but he just didn't tell me. Asked him if he had gambled, and he said no. How about you go back to Zhang Lan and ask him what he did with the money." Zhang Lan's mother made a suggestion.

"I don't even know he borrowed money, so what can I ask?" Zhang Lan rejected her mother's proposal.

After eating and thinking about what his mother said about Zhang Hu, Zhang Lan sighed and took out his phone to call Tian Qingyong.

"What's wrong Zhang Lan?" Tian Qingyong is not in Canghe now. He went to study abroad before the heavy rain. He heard that he will be transferred when he comes back.