A child doesn’t care about these things and is not interested in cars. All he wants are vegetables and fruits.
There was nothing on the third floor, so he wanted to open the door and go to the second floor. However, the door on the third floor was locked and could not be opened. The child was a little anxious, so he opened the window facing the yard and wanted to go into the yard.
At this moment, Wang Ying was also trying to climb over the tree, but the tree was shaking so violently that the body of Wang Juan that Lu Ming had hidden in the tree fell down.
When Wang Ying saw it, she was terrified and screamed.
The boy was just about to lean on the window to go to the second floor, but he accidentally fell onto the awning on the second floor. He slid down the awning like a slide, and there happened to be a gap on the edge, a tiny gap between the tripod frame of the awning and the wall.
There was no way an adult could get in no matter what. The child was just right, but he couldn't get in completely either because the clothes he was wearing were too thick and he got stuck there.
It was all over now. The four dogs in the yard surrounded the child and kept barking. The child didn't know whether to go up or down and was crying out of fear.
This was the scene that Liu Qiaoer and the village chief saw when they were called back home.
Liu Qiaoer quickly locked the dog in a cage, and the village chief pulled the child out with a ladder.
The two children cried louder than each other, and Wang Juan's body was also found.
Liu Qiaoer rubbed her face, not knowing what to say.
Three people all wanted to come to her house, but her house was impregnable. One of them was frozen to death, one child was frightened, and one child was almost bitten by a dog.
The village chief looked helpless. The parents of both children came. The boy's parents were better. They scolded the boy and told him that he shouldn't be a thief and steal other people's things.
Aunt Wang San was not reasonable at all and started quarreling with Liu Qiaoer.
"If the child wants to go to your house, you should just open the door and let him in. Why do you close the door and let the dog in? Don't you know that the child is young and afraid of dogs?"
Uncle Wang was also a little helpless: "It's just a three or four month old puppy, it's just to scare the child. Besides, they locked the door because they don't want anyone to come in."
Wang Juan's family also came and saw that Wang Juan was frozen stiff. They realized that she had fallen from the tree and blamed Liu Qiaoer.
"My wife Wang Juan has been a volunteer. Even if she has no credit, she has worked hard. She wants to come to your house, but you won't let her in."
The uncle who spoke for her just now spoke for Liu Qiaoer again.
"Wang Juan is a volunteer to help the villagers, but she didn't help her. What's more, your Wang Juan scolded others, saying that she didn't share her good things with others. I think Wang Juan was thinking about her family's good things, so she climbed the wall in the middle of the night."
Liu Qiaoer sighed and said, "Yes, Wang Juan did come to my house, and I treated her well. She wanted to have the last few eggs left in my house, and I didn't say no. Why did she have to be a thief?"
Wang Juan’s family members did not die in Liu Qiaoer’s house. The village chief asked them to take the bodies away.
The male classmate's parents also pulled the boy away, and Wang Ying was also taken away by Uncle Wang San. Aunt Wang San held her two-year-old grandson and cursed.
The village chief looked at Liu Qiaoer helplessly. He really didn't understand why everyone wanted to go into her house to take a look. Her house was no different from other houses.
After all, this wasn't her home, so Liu Qiao'er felt a little guilty: "Village Chief, how about you come in and sit down?"
The village chief waved his hand and said, "No need. By the way, have you contacted your mother-in-law? And how is your husband?"
Liu Qiaoer sighed: "I know, I didn't get in touch."
At this moment, suddenly, a thick smoke rose from a fire not far away. The village chief thought something was wrong and rushed towards the source of the smoke with his men.
It was too late. The family ahead added a lot of firewood because it was too cold, and accidentally set their house on fire. When everyone rushed over, the whole family was poisoned by carbon monoxide and died because the house was sealed too tightly.
In the past few months, everyone has seen too many deaths and the village chief has become numb.
He directed everyone to carry the bodies to the designated place, burn them and bury them in a pit.
It’s really not a good thing that someone is targeting Liu Qiaoer’s family.
Because they were too frightened, both Wang Ying and her male classmate had a fever that night. The boy's parents even posted a message in the village WeChat group asking for help and medicine.
The boy's parents braved the minus temperature at night and went to the village clinic to get medicine for him. He had a fever for three days and finally got over it.
Wang Ying was in a miserable situation because she slept alone. She had a fever for a whole day before her uncle Wang San and his wife found her. They took her to the village clinic, but she was already dead before they arrived.
Aunt Wang San ran to Wang Juan's house and scolded her all day long, saying that Wang Juan's soul had taken her granddaughter away.
What the hell is going on.
Liu Qiaoer checked the windows of her house upstairs and downstairs. She closed all the windows that should be closed and made up her mind that if anyone dared to covet her supplies, she would kill them all.
And she would not deal with the body as carelessly as Lu Ming did. She would just burn it into ashes in the wild.
The whole world was frozen, causing many deaths. We haven't seen the sun for nearly half a year. After the ice age, the sun finally came out, hanging weakly in the sky, and had little effect at all.
The ice did not melt and the temperature did not rise much. Instead, because too many people died and the situation was not handled in time, a poisonous fog was created.
Liu Qiaoer got up early that day and saw that the weather outside was foggy.
She calculated the time and didn't know what was going on. As soon as she opened the door and came to the yard, she felt a pungent smell that instantly attacked her throat.
She quickly closed the door and remembered the records about the end of the world and the coming poisonous fog.
She quickly found some tape and sealed all the doors and windows in the house, and turned on the smoke exhausters in the kitchen and bathroom to exhaust the smoke that was already in the house.
Then, looking at the messages in the village group, the village chief also felt something was wrong, so he told everyone not to go out as the air outside was stale, and asked everyone to seal the doors and glass.
The news in the group exploded again, and everyone asked what was going on.
Liu Qiaoer explained that the mist in the air was poisonous and advised everyone to stay at home, otherwise the poisonous gas would directly infect the lungs and cause death.
After Liu Qiaoer finished speaking, someone else said it wouldn't be that serious.
But in the evening, someone said he was coughing badly and had difficulty breathing.
The village chief couldn't go out, so he asked them to go to the health center to get medicine. The village doctor was also in the group and told them not to come because there was no medicine. This kind of disease can only be treated in a big hospital.
The next day, several people who had been coughing badly made an appointment to go to the city hospital.
There are fewer and fewer people in the village, and fewer and fewer people in the group.
Liu Qiaoer came to the water circulation on the third floor, breathing the fresh oxygen, and looking at the reports on her mobile phone, feeling helpless.
In the half year after the disaster began, there were more than a thousand people in the village, and five or six groups were established. Gradually, as more people died, there is only one group left.
There were more than 200 people left in the group, and it could be said that four-fifths of them were killed or injured.
Even a small village has become like this, not to mention the big cities outside, where the casualties are countless.
Liu Qiaoer didn't expect that the village chief was also infected by the poisonous fog.
The village chief asked about medicine in the group. Liu Qiaoer thought for a moment and sent a private message to the village chief.
"Come to my house, I'll find a way to treat you."