MTL - The Global Reshuffle of Space-Chapter 62 Things are right and people are wrong (plus more)

  Chapter 62 Things are right and people are wrong (plus more)

  Although the sun was shining overhead, the deserted yard gave Xiao Yueling a gloomy feeling, and the weeds all over the yard blocked the way.

  Cleaning up one by one was even more impossible, so Xiao Yueling simply jumped onto the courtyard wall. The stone courtyard wall could carry the weight of a person without any problem.

  The roofs made of tiles have large and small holes, but most of the tiles made of yellow mud are complete, and even broken ones can be used.

  The wood on the roof has a lot of wormholes, if there is a heavy rain, it will undoubtedly collapse.

  Xiao Yueling carefully climbed up the thickest beam. Fortunately, she is light and will not cause much burden to the roof.

  She swept away the tiles on the roof, and then moved to the next house, sweeping away the tiles from the five houses closest to the entrance of the village.

  These dilapidated old tiles are enough for the house, Xiao Yueling gently jumped off the courtyard wall and walked away.

  From the beginning to the end, the left-behind elderly in the village did not find anything unusual.

  As for the left-behind elderly in the village, if there is enough time, Xiao Yueling still wants to inquire about it.

  She didn't know how those people lived, not even whether they were dead or alive.

  When Xiao Yueling entered the village, he found no trace of human activities at all.

  She suspects that most of those people have not survived today's hot weather.

  For this reason, she did not dare to go to inquire alone.

  If he really died at home, maggots must have grown in such hot weather.

  She didn't dare to go to a place where the smell of corpses was stinking and maggots crawled all over the place.

  Thinking about it makes me feel horrible, that scene is definitely scarier than what I saw on the sea.

  Xiao Yueling simply ran back, as if there was a ghost chasing her, just wanting to go back to a safe home.

   Xiao Yueling who rushed home could not find anyone at home, guessing that grandpa must have gone to cut bamboo.

  She opened the only contact on the optical brain, and it was quickly connected there.

   "Ling'er, grandpa is here in the bamboo forest!"

  Xiao Xingzhou saw the clear scene in the cave, and knew that it was his granddaughter who had returned home, so he contacted him if he couldn't find anyone.

   "Grandpa, didn't you agree that I would cut bamboo by myself?

  It's so hot outside, you won't be able to bear it when you're old, I'll come right over! "

  Xiao Yueling turned off the communication and ran outside again. She was busy enough every day, and she still had to worry about the old man at home.

  Xiao Xingzhou knew that his little granddaughter was coming, so he stopped cutting bamboo.

   Instead, they sat under the bamboo forest to rest, and took off the hat on their heads to fan the wind.

  Although the wind is hot and dry, it is better than no wind at all.

  He has been working for more than two hours, and he has finished drinking the large pot of salt and sugar water he brought, and the sweat on his clothes is dripping.

  The whole person seems to have just been fished out of the water. A lot of water in the body has been lost, and the person is a little weak.

   "Oh, the weather is so weird, when will it be the end!

   I have never heard of such bad weather in history. I don’t know what the next day will be like! "

  Xiao Xingzhou glanced at the hillside under the sun with a sad face, and the grass was rarely green.

  The buds on the tree lose their moisture before they officially show up, and they will never see the light of day.

  The leaves on the top of the mountain have turned yellow, and it won't be long before this continues, and dead trees will appear in large numbers.

   And the wildfires will come soon, Xiao Xingzhou panics when he thinks of these.

   "Grandpa, you must be tired!

   I told you that I would come to cut bamboos, but you didn’t listen, even people of your age didn’t listen. "

  Xiao Yueling took out a bottle of mineral water with added ingredients, and handed it to the listless old man sitting on the ground, and the moment he touched it, he sent people into the space.

   "Grandpa, don't forget the dishes I ordered, and you can add two new dishes!"

  Xiao Yueling was talking, but her hands didn't stop for a moment. She had to pull the cut bamboo into the space first.

  The old man felled a lot this morning, more than half of what he did yesterday morning. He is an old man who works hard.

   But do not advocate his approach!

  After Xiao Yueling finished dragging the bamboo, he felled for another hour. Including yesterday's amount, it was enough to build five platforms.

   After everything was packed, Xiao Yueling put the chainsaw into the space in a good mood.

  Complete one thing, she has a sense of accomplishment in her heart, building a home little by little with her own hands.

  Although it is tiring, the sense of satisfaction is definitely leveraged.

  Xiao Yueling glanced at the top of the mountain not far away, and took the wooden stick he brought out.

  No one is in charge of her now, let alone go up the mountain.

  The dead branches and leaves accumulated under the tree into a thick layer, and there was a scorching sound when one stepped on it.

  The blazing sun fell through the gaps in the trees, making it stuffy, and there was not even a mountain frog in its path.

  Xiao Yueling kept beating with a wooden stick, but felt lonely, not even one of the most common snakes in the mountains.

   Not to mention pheasants and hares, it seems that there is not a single living thing in the entire mountain forest except Xiao Yueling.

   Until I climbed to the top of the mountain, I didn't find a single living thing, not a single sparrow that was common in the forest.

   This is all very abnormal, very abnormal.

   Standing on the top of the mountain, Xiao Yueling looked into the distance. The lush mountains, half yellow and half green, were losing their unchanging life for thousands of years.

  Xiao Yueling walked towards the wild grape field in his memory, the hillside was covered with grape vines as thick as a child's arm.

  The thick vines here are not wild grapes in the true sense, but vines that she planted with her parents when she was a child.

  At that time, in order to please her and my mother, my father went to the vineyard to buy three vines from others, which were ten-year-old vines and planted them.

  But now things are different, and the couple who planted the vines can no longer be found.

  There is not a leaf on the bare vine, and the new shoots are only half a finger long and withered.

  Xiao Yueling moved three half-withered vines on the hillside into the space without saying a word.

  Recalling the scene of the family of three grabbing grapes with the birds in the mountains during the harvest, Xiao Yueling pulled an ugly wry smile from the corner of his mouth.

   Tears fell unconsciously, and the family could never go back together!

   "Mom and Dad, I will accompany Grandpa to live a good life!

   You should also be good!

  Don't be my parents in the next life! "

  Xiao Yueling roared hoarsely towards the valley. This was the last time she shed tears for them.

   Xiao Xingzhou, who was prying oysters by the reef, paused when he heard the sound outside, and burst into tears.

   His family Linger said that because he was disappointed by the parents.

   "Leave unfilial things behind us, the old and the young, how cruel you are!

  I don't want you to be my son in my next life either! "

  Xiao Xingzhou also lashed out at his son, since he doesn't care about him, he doesn't want him either.

   The two will not owe each other in this life, and will not meet each other in the next life!

  Xiao Xingzhou pried the oysters hard, treating them as unfilial sons to vent.

   For making his little granddaughter so sad, he should teach her a lesson.

  If they stood in front of them, they would have to beat them hard.

   In the past, he played less, and he always let his temper do it.

  If we had been stricter at the beginning, nothing would have happened!

  But if everything is wrong, I don’t even have ashes to teach me a lesson.

  (end of this chapter)