Infinite Doomsday: I rely on space to stock up and bully the scum

Chapter 220: Extreme Cold Doomsday: New Hope

Thousands of birds and all-rounders.

The evergreen mountain stream has long lost its former appearance, the green bamboos, pines and cypresses have long been crushed by the heavy snow, and mosquitoes, insects, rats and ants have long disappeared.

The land is covered with ice for thousands of miles, and all life is cut off.

Suddenly, a strong wind blew up, bringing with it a chill that swept across the entire mountain range.

The brown bear hiding in the cave opened his eyes in horror, but just as he raised his thick paws, he was frozen in place.

The group of snakes hibernating underground had long lost their lives, leaving only their cold and stiff bodies.

The naive squirrel hiding in a tree hole and eating its stockpiled pine cones was frozen into a lifelike ice sculpture.

"Ow~~~"

Jiang Jiang, who was sleeping soundly, was awakened by a roar that was gradually approaching and fading away.

She opened her eyes and felt cold all over.

Jiang Jiang suddenly shuddered and shouted:

"Get up quickly! The cold wave is coming!"

After saying this, she immediately got out of bed and added fuel to the dying fire in the middle of the basement.

The red flames danced in Jiang Jiang's pupils, bringing a hint of warmth.

Many people were awakened by Jiang Jiang's words, and they immediately checked on the elderly and children at home.

"Mom?! Wake up!"

"Xinxin, what's wrong with you? Don't scare your mother!"

There were sounds of panic and shouting, one after another, in a chaotic mess.

"Old people and children, hurry to the fire! Wrap yourself in blankets!"

Jiang Jiang shouted loudly and dragged Grandma Wang, who was sleeping next to her, over.

A group of people were busy adding charcoal to the stove and wood to the fire, and everyone wrapped themselves tightly in their quilts.

"Is Grandma Wang still not awake? Give her a sip!"

"well."

Wang Jin fed his mother half a cup of Chinese medicine with trembling hands.

"What should I do? She won't drink!"

Holding his mother's somewhat cold body, if he could not still feel her faint breathing and slow heartbeat, he would have really thought that his mother was gone.

"Drink as much as you can!"

After Jiang Jiang left a thermos cup, he went to another little girl who had a fever.

"Jiang Jiang! Do you have any medicine? Xinxin has a fever!"

"Yes, I have it with me. You can give Xinxin the medicine first."

Jiang Jiang handed the antipyretic medicine he carried with him to the woman in front of him and ignored her trembling thanks.

"Does anyone else need medicine?!"

Jiang Jiang and Zhang Qiang, who rushed over after checking their own conditions, looked at the situation of the entire village again.

Apart from the situation with the old man and the young boy just now, no one else has found any problems so far.

Jiang Jiang breathed a sigh of relief and sat huddled together with the others, around the stove and the fire to keep warm.

In the past, he could feel the warmth as long as he got a little closer, but now Jiang Jiang was almost touching the dancing flames and still felt cold all over.

"careful!"

Jiang Jiang grabbed the child who was about to put his hand into the fire.

Without caring about anything else, Jiang Jiang stuffed the hot water bottle he had prepared earlier into his clothes.

The continuous high temperature came into contact with Jiang Jiang's skin through a thin layer of clothes, and the warmth finally came over.

At this time, Jiang Jiang did not realize that the hot water bottle next to her skin had caused low-temperature burns all over her skin.

After recovering from the shock, Jiang Jiang unzipped his backpack and took out a large bag of hot packs.

"Come on, everyone, stick together through your clothes, it will be warmer."

Jiang Jiang distributed a few tablets to everyone. She couldn't find an excuse to say that she had stockpiled a few boxes of this stuff, so she could only give it to everyone at this critical moment.

"The cold wave will definitely pass! Everyone, don't fall asleep! We all need to monitor each other. If anyone squints, we must wake them up."

Zhang Qiang spoke while trembling, and as soon as he finished speaking, people in twos and threes responded in a low voice.

Everyone knew that this was the most severe test they had faced so far.

This cold wave is going to kill everyone.

He didn't dare to imagine it at all. They were already dozens of meters underground and almost couldn't make it. What would happen if they were in the basement of the charcoal factory, and what about those people in Qingshui Village and Qingtu Village?

"Secretary! You are not allowed to sleep!"

Someone near Zhang Qiang pinched his arm hard, causing Zhang Qiang, whose eyelids were heavy, to open his eyes again.

Wangcai's family huddled together, huddled next to Jiang Jiang.

Jiang Jiang opened the quilt and wrapped them in it.

If Fox Dad hadn't yelled at the top of his lungs to wake her up, she might have gotten into trouble without even realizing it.

"Thanks to you today!"

One hour, two hours...

With people whispering reminders from time to time, no one fell asleep. Even Grandma Wang woke up, and the child Xinxin's fever also subsided.

Gradually, Jiang Jiang could feel her hands and feet becoming warm, and she was shocked.

I heard that people who are frozen to death in the snow will feel hot all over before they die, and they will take off all their clothes and die naked.

She soon realized that she had guessed wrong.

Everyone in the village can clearly feel the temperature rising.

The cold wave is finally over.

"Jiang Jiang, this time, you saved our lives again."

Zhang Qiang spoke up.

Others echoed.

It has been two months since the first heavy snow fell.

According to the situation in their Qingshan Village, no one has been hurt until now, which is simply impossible.

"Jiang Jiang, let's not talk about anything else. We really owe you a big favor. If you need our help in the future, we will help you even if it costs us our lives."

Not only Jiang Jiang's aunt, but even his taciturn uncles and aunts joined in the topic.

"My dear aunts, uncles, we are able to survive not only because of me, but also because of the efforts of the whole village."

Jiang Jiang's words came from the heart.

Whether it was the early construction of the factory or the later emergency repairs and transportation, everyone in Qingshan Village helped and supported each other, and no elderly or children were left behind.

"Secretary, if you keep saying that, I'll have to mention the time when I was in college. For my first year's tuition, your family sold five chickens to raise more than 200 yuan for me, and Aunt Shufen, your family hadn't eaten meat for half a year, so she raised 500 yuan for me, and..."

Seeing that Jiang Jiang was about to continue speaking, the branch secretary had to come out and interrupt her.

"You kid, you are the first college student in our village. This is the love of every household. It is what elders should do. Why are you still bringing this up?"

"Then what I am doing now is what I should do as a descendant of our village."

"Okay, okay, I can't argue with you. I'm getting old."

Zhang Qiang coughed twice. This snowstorm made him feel that his health was not as good as before.

"You are not old at all. You can eat several bowls of rice in one meal, which is more than I eat."

"Go away, Zhang Yang, don't get involved."

Hahahaha.

The whole village laughed.