Fu Anan thought silently in his heart.
At this moment, her butt suddenly felt cold, which froze her awake.
Looking up, it was Mr. Fu.
He was holding a bag of large hailstones that he had brought back from outside, and they fell from the sky and landed on Fu Anan's butt.
“Ouch!”
Fu Anan shouted exaggeratedly, "Brother Fu, take it away, take it away quickly!"
This thing was so cold that it penetrated her soul through her outer pants without any long underwear.
Fu Yizhi opened his eyelids, glanced at her coldly, and picked up a bag of ice.
"Bring it into the house and apply it yourself."
"Oh." Fu Anan covered her butt with one hand and held the bag with the other.
Before entering, Su Cen was looking at her worriedly and wanted to go up and ask, but was hesitant because of the special part of her injury.
After all, her noble butt saved Brother Daqiang's life.
Seeing this, Fu Anan made a gesture to him that there was nothing wrong, saying that it was just a fall and the young man would recover quickly.
However, their little house has been plagued by many disasters.
It's only been repaired two days ago.
The roof was also damaged by hail.
In addition to fabric products, the benches, floors, etc. on the third floor also suffered a second blow.
The third floor is now completely uninhabitable, but the roof still needs to be repaired.
Because of his injury, Fu Anan was given the privilege of recuperating on the second floor.
Of course, the repair work of the roof had to be done by Father Fu and Brother Daqiang, and she was responsible for recuperating and cooking on the second floor.
The work of a little cook is always a pleasure.
Fu Anan looked at the rainy and snowy weather outside and found a lamb chop from the piles of supplies in the space.
Mutton can drive away the cold!
Today's dish is lamb ribs.
Then add water and cooking wine and stew the lamb chops until the meat and bones are about to separate.
Finally add vegetables such as mushrooms, potatoes, and bok choy.
It smells so good!
Fu Anan couldn't help swallowing her saliva, and even wanted to secretly eat a piece.
Just then, there was a knock on the door downstairs.
Fu Yizhi, Su Cen and others were still peeling tiles on the roof. Fu Anan took a look into the pot and went downstairs holding the handrail.
Looking through the window, I saw a middle-aged woman holding a basket and a young man standing next to her.
Fu Anan opened the window and looked at her through the security net, "What are you doing?"
"Hello little girl, we are your neighbors."
When the middle-aged woman saw that it was a girl coming over, her eyes suddenly brightened up, and she swallowed her saliva when she smelled the aroma of mutton in the air.
A girl should be more talkative than the man I met last time.
"My last name is Sun, you can call me Aunt Sun. This is my son, Sun Zhipeng, you can call him Brother Sun."
"Oh, just tell me what you want to say." Fu Anan didn't respond to her.
"Well... let's ask if you have any extra roof tiles? The damn hail was so big that it almost smashed a hole in my head when it fell from the roof."
The woman patted her chest and looked frightened, then asked her,
"I see your family is repairing things every day, so there should be a lot of tiles left, right?"
"there is none left."
Fu Anan shook her head. She wouldn’t give it to him even if she had it.
Who knows if the important supplies this time will be building materials? If there is another hail or tornado, their houses will not be able to withstand it.
(End of this chapter)