Wendell is an extremely ordinary Muggle man.

He went to work in the factory every day, working hard for his promotion and salary increase; And when the time came for work, he immediately rushed home, just to take a closer look at his daughter, who had just been born.

To be honest, his life was not actually a happy one, and he had been married to his wife for less than two years, and the young couple seemed to have entered a period of burnout all of a sudden, and the passionate time before marriage faded faster than a bad sweater.

No way, because of pregnancy and childbirth, my wife quit her job as a salesperson in a shopping mall. And in this way, the burden of maintaining the family's livelihood suddenly weighed on Wendell's shoulders.

In order to make his wife and daughter better, Wendell works hard every day.

The work in the factory was paid on a piece-rate basis, and every day he worked in excess of the fixed task quota would bring him more pounds as a bonus at the end of the month.

However, it is clear that it must be very difficult to balance work and family at the same time. Even though he thinks about his beloved wife and lovely children every day, his tired body and busy schedule make him somewhat powerless to accompany him.

Even every night, he always fell asleep with a pillow on it, making his wife feel as if she was lying with a corpse.

So, just the night before yesterday, his wife, who was originally very gentle, still quarreled with him.

Yes, Wendell can actually understand his wife's feelings. After all, although he himself works hard, it must not be easy for his wife to take care of the children and housework at home alone every day.

But what can be done about this?

However, Wendell never imagined that the day after the quarrel between himself and his wife, the whole of London was enveloped in an incredibly thick fog.

There is no doubt that on a foggy day like this, even the interior has become a little hazy, and the production line of the factory must have to be stopped.

This fog is like an opportunity given to him by God to have an absolute reason to stay at home with his wife and daughter.

Therefore, while Wendell complained loudly this morning, there was a trace of inexplicable joy in his heart. And he also understood that this joy was undoubtedly not exchanged for the few pounds he earned every day.

It's a pity that he didn't know at the time that this holiday that seemed to fall from the sky was a nightmare.

……

"Boom"

A dull explosion rang out from a street not far away, and the wife who was washing the dishes broke a plate with a "bang".

Then, the frightened daughter began to cry.

Wendell hurriedly ran to the kitchen area, hugged his wife, who was a little frightened, and looked down at the window in front of the sink.

But now there is a fog everywhere outside, and at a glance, it is just a gray patch, and you can't really see anything.

"Honey, just ...... What is that? ”

"Sounds like something blew up, is it a car? Or a gas pipeline? Wendell shook his head, "I don't know, who knows?" ”

When his wife heard this, she couldn't help but think crankily:

"Will it ...... Is it a bomb? Raid? ”

"How is that possible!" Wendell immediately patted her arm and said soothingly, "It's okay here, it's London, it's okay!" ”

Even if you stand here and look out, you just can't see anything clearly. So after he said this, he immediately took his wife and went into the house.

"Don't wash it yet, let's go see my daughter's ......"

But before he finished speaking, out of the corner of his eye, he suddenly saw another figure rushing past the window, and he was so startled that he hurriedly dragged his wife back two steps.

"What's wrong?" His wife hurriedly asked, "What happened?" ”

"No, uh-huh......"

Wendell doesn't know what to say that their house is an apartment, and this is the fourth floor! How could anyone pass by outside their window?

Although he felt that his eyesight was very good, he should not be wrong just now, but after hesitating for a moment, he still shook his head.

"It's nothing, it looks like a bird or something flew outside just now, and it scared me."

"Really?"

The wife glanced at the window suspiciously, and then muttered quietly:

"Don't be so surprised, I was just taken aback by you!"

Both husband and wife retreated from the window with some distraction, and then they both turned and walked to the other side of the room, and the baby girl must have been crying since she was now, she must have been frightened, and they had to coax them.

Back in the room, Wendell watched as his wife picked up the child, carefully wiped away the tears for her daughter, and gently shook it in her arms. He stared at the child with a doting look on his face for a while, and then looked over the window with some trepidation.

Just like the kitchen, when you look out of the window here, you still can't see anything. Not only that, but the fog also penetrated through the cracks in the windows, which made him very worried about whether it would have a bad effect on his daughter's health.

"My dear, this morning I saw the Wilson family on the other side of the street all going out, as if they were leaving London. I wondered, should we also take our daughter to stay with my parents for a few days? ”

"Well, it's okay!"

When his wife heard this, she immediately nodded, but soon said worriedly:

"But...... You don't think you won't be in danger? Look at the explosion...... Moreover, today there is no signal from television sets and radios. ”

"It should be fine...... Right? ”

Seriously, Wendell doesn't have a bottom at all. He only knew that he must not panic, because if he panicked, his wife would definitely be even more afraid.

What's more, this is London, the capital of the United Kingdom! If it's not safe even here, is there a safe place in the whole of the UK?

But at this moment, a chaotic movement suddenly sounded from the side of the door, and Wendell's expression froze.

"Like Wilson? Don't come out, I'll go see what's wrong. ”

"Be careful!"

Wendell nodded at his worried-looking wife, then immediately turned and walked out of the room, running behind the door to listen.

You can hear that there seem to be several people arguing outside, and the mess makes it difficult for him to hear through the door. But he heard Mr. Wilson's voice, a slightly hoarse voice, which he was familiar with.

The next moment, Wendell carefully opened the door a crack, and only after making sure that there was no unknown person outside did he dare to open the door completely.

“…… Stop arguing! What's the use of arguing here! Not to mention that the intersection is blocked like that, and there are soldiers blocking it at the outermost, so I will definitely not be able to get out today! It's better to go home and stay honest! ”

Mr. Wilson's voice is really still so loud that he can suppress the voices of his wife and mother alone. But the two women paid no attention to him, and continued to quarrel there, listening to what they said, as if Mrs. Wilson was going to leave this "ghost place".

"Wilson, outside...... What's going on? ”

Seeing this, Wendell also had to walk over and ask loudly at the top of his voice, only to see the neighbor turn his head to look at him.

"It's the army, the army has blocked the road out of London!" Mr. Wilson immediately waved his hand and said, "There are rioters in the city, but the army will not allow us to go out and take refuge...... Oh, my God! What a mess! ”

"Oh! Mob? ”

When Wendell heard this, he subconsciously glanced back at home, and was slightly relieved to see that his wife really didn't come out after listening to his words. He knew that his wife had always been bold, and if she heard that there were thugs or something, she would definitely be frightened.

On the other hand, I heard Mr. Wilson say again:

"Actually, we didn't see the mob get so foggy early this morning, so I thought I'd just go out as soon as possible, because we were going to visit a relative's house today. I drove very slowly along the way, didn't see any thugs or anything like that, and only finally heard about it from someone else after I was stuck in traffic. ”

"Is that so?" Wendell thought about it for a moment and couldn't help frowning, "Thug...... That sounds scary! Oh, you must have heard an explosion when you first came back, right? That...... Could it be that the thugs did it? ”

"Maybe!" Mr. Wilson shrugged, "Sounds like it's down the street next door...... Alas, what kind of world is this! Obviously it was fine yesterday......"

While the two were talking, Mr. Wilson's wife and mother had already gone into the house from outside, which made the aisle finally a little quieter.

Mr. Wilson looked back slightly, and then said:

"I'll have to go back and persuade them again, sorry...... In short, try to stay at home for the time being! Remember to lock the door when you get home! ”

After saying goodbye to Wendell, Wilson turned and walked into their house, closing the door tightly.

Wendell saw him return home, and immediately ran back to the living room and quickly closed the door, and then frowned and stunned at the door.

Army blockade? Mob? What is this?

He has never experienced such a thing in such a big life, and he really doesn't know what to do for a while.

"Honey?"

A few minutes later, probably because my wife was a little uneasy when she heard that there was no sound outside, she suddenly poked her head out of the room and peeked secretly. Seeing him standing alone at the door, he couldn't help but call him.

"Oh," Wendell immediately turned around and grinned at his wife, "it's really Wilson's family, it's okay...... The child is not crying? Are you asleep? ”

"Well," the wife gently hugged her daughter and nodded slightly, "my dear, Mr. Wilson, how did they come back?" Is there something going on outside? ”

Seeing his wife ask, Wendell didn't know how to answer, so he couldn't help but be silent for a while.