No matter how colorful their daily life was, it was boring to have a power outage for a long time. Although their phones could still go online, the signal was very weak, and browsing the web was often disconnected. Maybe the nearest telecommunications base station was flooded, so most residents could only go online through the base stations that were further away. There were too many cars and narrow roads.
Wang Qian and Li Kun were still thinking about playing mahjong. It was not that Zhang Zian was deliberately making things difficult for them, but there was no mahjong at home. The old couple used to be busy from morning to night, so they had no time to play mahjong.
Richard was also very interested in mahjong, a national treasure, and was clamoring to play together.
He thought that the two of them were too noisy and affected Little Celery's homework, so he gave them a few candles and drove them to the aquarium next door, where someone had to keep an eye on them.
Aquarium creatures were all very delicate. After the air conditioner was turned off, the temperature of each aquarium tank had to be monitored every half an hour, especially those rare and cold-loving creatures. They had to rely on adding ice cubes to maintain their temperature. However, adding too many ice cubes would cause the salinity of the water in the tank to decrease. Therefore, when adding ice cubes, sea salt had to be added in proportion. They could not just blindly add ice cubes.
Fortunately, after buying the house next door, they found an opportunity to open a side door on the first floor of the two houses from the inside. Otherwise, it would have been troublesome.
The power of the storm was increasing, and muddy water began to flow in through the gaps of the shutter door. This meant that the water outside was already higher than the sidewalk, and also higher than the foundation and steps of the shop. A rough calculation showed that the water was probably 20 to 30 centimeters deep.
The street sewer was probably already blocked by fallen leaves and debris. The water could not be drained, and the water level would definitely rise further.
The staff had already taped the lower edges and gaps of the glass door, but they could not completely seal it. As the water pressure increased, the water seepage became more and more serious.
The two girls put down their phones, put on gloves, and placed the dishcloths and towels at the door to absorb the water. When a batch of dishcloths and towels were completely soaked, another batch was put on, and they took turns to take the wet towels to the pet bathroom to wring them out. This cycle prevented the sewage from spreading into the shop.
"Store Manager!" Jiang Feifei shouted from the bathroom.
Zhang Zian went over to take a look. It turned out that the sewer in the bathroom had also begun to gush out dirty water, indicating that the underground drainage system of this street had been paralyzed.
They could only use a plastic bag wrapped in a rag and stuff it into the sewer to prevent the sewage from flowing back.
Zhang Zian thought for a moment, took two plastic buckets, and asked the two girls to wring the dirty water into the buckets. When one bucket was full, he carried it to the storage room on the second floor, found a raincoat, and opened the window of the storage room to pour the dirty water out.
As soon as he opened the window, the strong wind carried raindrops that were as big as beans and hit his face. The raindrops drilled into the collar of his raincoat.
The world was chaotic, and the street had become a small river. Occasionally, one or two cars split the water surface and drove past, looking like a boat. Rows of trees swayed left and right, and the flower pots on the balconies of the old-fashioned residential buildings were blown down by the wind and smashed to the ground.
The wind and rain were so strong that they could barely open their eyes. It seemed that they would have to wear a pair of windproof glasses next time they opened the window to pour water.
He poured the dirty water out of the pail, and it was difficult to close the window.
Would Little Celery's mother be able to survive in such a horrible situation?
Everyone was busy, and the wind and rain were noisy outside. Little Celery was not at ease with her homework, and she was also worried about her mother's safety.
The shop assistants, who originally didn't care about the typhoon, slowly felt the power of the typhoon. They were trapped in a room, unable to get out, and water was constantly pouring into the room. No one knew how high the water level would rise, and no one knew how much it would affect the operation of the pet shop and the aquarium.
This was only the periphery of the typhoon. If it was the center of the typhoon, it would not be surprising for some old houses to collapse.
While Zhang Zian and the shop assistants were working, the sensitive elfins turned their faces in the direction of the glass door.
Famous reminded them, "Someone is knocking on the door outside."
The sound of the wind and rain was so loud that Zhang Zian and the others could not hear anything. Even if they could hear a little, they would think that it was branches and debris that had been blown to the door by the wind.
"Mom!" Little Celery threw down her pen, ran to the glass door, and screamed, banging on the glass door.
The shop assistants asked Zhang Zian if they should open the door and let her mother in.
Zhang Zian waved his hand. "Little Celery, don't shout. They can't hear you outside. It's useless even if you shout yourself hoarse. We can't open the door. Once we open the door, the water will all come in. We don't need to open the door. You guys wait here. "
He went back to the second floor, entered the storage room again, put on a raincoat, opened the window, and stuck his head out.
The storage room was long and narrow, and the window was narrow. It was useless for many people to come in, but it would be a hindrance.
At the door of the shop, a woman in her thirties was desperately banging on the shutter door, shouting Little Celery's name. She was not wearing a raincoat, and her whole body was wet. Her hair was messy, and she was barefoot without shoes.
"Hey! Above! Here! "Zhang Zian shouted.
Because her banging on the door was fruitless, she was worried that she was in the wrong place. She was looking for a place to take shelter from the rain and took out her cell phone to make a call, when she heard his voice coming from above.
She looked up and saw Zhang Zian. She pointed to the shutter door and shouted, "Open the door!"
Zhang Zian waved his hand and pointed to the Wuling Hong Guang MPV parked under the window. "The door is sealed! Climb onto the roof, and I'll pull you in from the window on the second floor! "
Vladimir often took this route, jumping onto the roof of the car, and then jumping onto the window sill on the second floor to enter the house.
She was stunned, but there was obviously no time to explain in this situation, nor did she have time to ask additional questions. She walked to the side of the Wuling Hong Guang MPV and tried to climb onto the roof.
"Use this!"
Zhang Zian threw a folding chair down from the window for her to climb onto the hood, and then onto the roof of the car.
The muddy muddy water had already overflowed the sidewalk, and like a small river, it washed away the houses and debris on both sides of the street. The garbage cans had been washed away, and all kinds of daily necessities were floating around. However, the four-legged folding chair was a chair with a very small area for the force on the legs, and a strong mechanical structure. It stood steadily in the muddy water and would not be easily washed away.
She happened to be barefoot, so she unfolded the chair and stepped on the seat so that it would be easier to climb onto the roof.
After climbing to the roof, her thin body was shaken by the wind.
"Give me your hand!"
Zhang Zian leaned out and grabbed her outstretched hand, but both their hands were covered in rain. It was too slippery, and he couldn't hold it at all.
He asked her to wait a moment, then took out rubber gloves from the house and put them on. He threw another pair of gloves to her to put on. This time, there was enough friction. He gathered his strength and pulled her to the window sill in one go.
She cooperated and firmly clung to the window sill, desperately lifting her legs into the window. Finally, she got in.
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