Just at the critical moment, the cat that had been chasing her appeared outside the door.
Zhang Maru seemed to have seen a savior, thinking that the cat could save her. Isn't it ridiculous?
This woman seemed to have invisible magic. She covered Zhang Maru's mouth, pulled her to hide in a corner, and warned her not to speak out, otherwise she would be killed.
The cat didn't notice them in the corner and missed them.
Zhang Maru's eyes were filled with fear and despair, and she actually expected a cat to save her?
She could only make a desperate struggle, but due to the excessive resistance in the dream, she woke up again.
Zhang Maru broke out in a cold sweat, and strange dreams started again. She couldn't sleep, so she reached for her mobile phone from the table beside the bed, and glanced at the time. It was five o'clock in the morning, which was almost dawn.
She couldn't sleep, so she scrolled through what was happening in the outside world in the past few days on her mobile phone. Since the desert island, she had almost no time to read current news:
"According to reliable information, the water source in Z City has decreased rapidly, resulting in an obvious shortage of water consumption in many areas. Along with the shortage of water sources, it has caused a series of problems. There have been an increase in patients in the hospital, but the cause cannot be identified. The increase in patients
Could it be caused by insufficient water supply? Reporter Xiao Zong will follow up with you on the latest situation at any time."
Zhang Maru didn't think anything was abnormal when she saw it. When she saw the comment section, she felt something was wrong:
==You don’t know, right? Water consumption has been restricted now! It is said that each household is calculated based on the capita standard and is limited to a certain amount every month. When the upper limit is reached, the water supply will be stopped immediately!
==No, water is limited, so the amount of water used by everyone is different, not to mention that this thing is not rice, the amount can be controlled!
==These are not the main points. I heard that some people of the older generation are saying that this is a vision from the sky and something big must have happened! Now things like incense and candles have become best-sellers!
== Houyo, that’s it. What kind of thing is this? What age are we in now, and we still engage in feudal superstition, it’s better to make money well, that’s the truth!
==What kind of strange phenomenon is happening in the sky? Has this phenomenon not happened before?
==Okay, you guys, even if you stop the water, you can still talk about useless things. There was an outbreak of bird flu a few years ago. Did you see anything happened? You just want to keep the heat here.
==Yes, they are all idle and have no food to eat or something. Now that technology is so advanced and the population is increasing rapidly, it is normal for the reservoir to be insufficient!
...
Zhang Maru glanced at the time of the message, which happened to be posted when she entered the desert island. She always felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain it.
She wanted to call Ah Xing. She turned to the page and was about to make a call. Thinking of the quarrel last night and the current time, she hesitated for a moment and put down the phone. She got up and went to the living room to get a glass of water, thinking that she should still be on her own.
Forget about the investigation.
It was already dawn. She glanced at the clock on the wall and moved to the back room. She saw that the person on the bed had moved to stand by the window. Zhang Maru rubbed his eyes uncertainly, and the next second...
.
"Mom! You finally woke up!"
Before Zhang Hong could appreciate the scenery outside the window, she felt a warmth coming from behind her, and a familiar voice sounded. A smile covered her thin face, and she turned around to hold on to the fish that was attached to her body like an octopus.
Daughter, joked:
"Look at you, how old you are, and you are still a director. If people see you like this, they should laugh at you."
"I don't care about other people, and this is my home, I'm not afraid of being seen!"
Zhang Maru felt that she was too tired these days, and her mother's embrace gave her a moment of peace of mind. She didn't want to let go. There was a touch of grandma in her beautiful voice, like an enlarged version of a child asking for candy from her mother.
"Okay, okay, I'm fine. Aren't you hungry? I'll make you breakfast."
Zhang Hong patted her daughter's back helplessly. She woke up a few times but didn't see her daughter. She guessed that something serious might have happened to her, otherwise she wouldn't be by her side. She also felt sorry for her daughter. What happened after so many years?
She had to carry it all by herself and refused to say anything, so she could only silently support and encourage her.
Zhang Maru did not let go of her holding hands, raised her round face and looked up at her mother. She looked at her carefully: "Mom, you have lost weight!"
"Then why don't you let go and make some breakfast."
Zhang Maru grinned mischievously and said with a smile: "Yes, mother! Would you like soy milk fried dough sticks or milk bread?"
Zhang Hong was amused by her appearance and tapped her daughter's nose: "Anything is fine!"
Zhang Maru rushed to make breakfast. Mom's body needs to be replenished now.
Zhang Hong's eyes followed her daughter's figure until she disappeared into the room. She turned around and looked at the scenery outside the window, with only one thought in her mind. Her daughter had changed, but she still loved her daughter the most, and she had no regrets.
She didn't know how she fainted. She felt like she had been lying down for many days. Bingbing's child had also been with her for many days, and the child didn't know what disease she had.
Zhang Hong felt that she was not as strong and healthy as before, and her strength was also weaker. She wanted to go to the kitchen to make breakfast, but she didn't expect that she felt weak as soon as she walked out of the room. She could only come back to rest. Maybe her daughter knew something, and she didn't tell her.
I didn’t even ask, it was just fine.
"Xiao Han, get up and have breakfast. Ru'er is cooking today. Come and try her cooking."
Zhang Hong calmed down a bit and then went to the guest room and knocked on the door, asking Han Bingbing to get up.
"Auntie, morning!"
Han Bingbing was sleepy-eyed. She opened the door and yawned. She seemed very sleepy. She stuck her head out and looked into the kitchen not far away. She could just see Zhang Maru's busy figure and rubbed her eyes.
"Auntie, I remember that Sister Ma doesn't know how to cook, right? What's going on with her?"
When Zhang Hong heard this, he was happy: "What do you mean, this is not calling you to get up and save the day. Go and work together. It will just cure your problem of sleeping late."
Han Bingbing was completely sleepless. She felt refreshed but also had a dark look on her face: "Auntie, how could you hurt two people's hearts in one second? It hurts!"
After Zhang Hong understood what she meant, the lines at the corners of his eyes deepened a few layers when he smiled, and he rubbed Han Bingbing's hair with his calloused hands: "Okay, auntie, I'll get you some milk to drink later, as an apology, okay?"
OK?"
Han Bingbing also agreed as if she was enjoying it: "That's cool. I'll go to the kitchen and have a look."
"Sister Ma, what are you doing?"
Zhang Maru was in the kitchen debating which pot was better for frying eggs when he heard a familiar voice and turned around in surprise.
"Hey, why did you get up so early?"
She remembered that Han Bingbing would not get up until midnight without sleeping.
"You're still saying, I'm not just asking for your favor. What are you doing here? Are you cooking hairy crabs in so many pots?"
Han Bingbing touched her nose, her nasal voice was a bit heavy.
"Oh, my mom is awake. I want to make some sandwiches. The other ingredients are easy to make, but I'm not good at frying poached eggs."
Zhang Maru replied to her with some embarrassment, saying that he had already taken out all the pots in the house.
Han Bingbing glanced at the mess on the sink and believed her words. After all, the pile of black things on it was a bit scary. She clicked her tongue twice and started complaining again.
"Sister Ma, Sister Ma, you said you are a director no matter what, and you are still an expert at working part-time. How can you fail in the kitchen?"
"Okay, okay, please stop laughing at me. Please help me think of a solution. As compensation, I will take you out for a ride today. During this time when you were falling out of love, I didn't even have time to comfort you."
Zhang Maru put down what she was holding, moved to Han Bingbing's side, and opened her hands to hug her, but Han Bingbing avoided her.
"Stop it, you smell burnt. These pajamas are precious. Don't touch them. I'll fry you an egg, fry an egg!" This chapter has been completed!