Chapter 034 Waterlogging

The rain is so heavy that even the best drainage facilities can't withstand it. The waterlogging that has not been encountered in a hundred years made Jincheng a country for a while. Although the water quickly receded after the rain stopped, the entire city was already unrecognizable. Xu Er's yard was no exception, those green vines were wrapped around the iron gate, all the leaves were swept away, the flowers and plants in the courtyard were in a mess, and a tall plantain was also haggard.

Dong Xiaokui opened the iron door, put the umbrella away, and didn't care about anything else, so he went to see the kudzu scarf purple. Due to the rainwater soaking and flowing through the border at a very fast speed, the leaves of this supposedly precious kudzu purple plant originally planted in the flower garden have been broken, and a piece of it cannot be found intact, and the whole plant is tilted, revealing the roots, and the fertile soil on it has long been missing.

Dong Xiaokui stood in front of Ge Jinzi, looked at it for a moment, and then looked around, the flowers and plants in the entire courtyard were indeed not spared, but fortunately, a few tall green trees were not damaged.

This courtyard can't be cleaned up for a while, and besides, it's getting dark, and she can't clean it with her strength. After a while, let the property hire someone to get it done. Nowadays, it depends on whether there is water in the house.

Dong Xiaokui didn't care about the water soaking her leather shoes, stepped up the steps in the mud, looked at the water stains, and secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Look at the marks of the water stains, the water did not enter the house. She took off her shoes, wiped her feet with a tissue, and then opened the door and walked in. There was no water in the house. Dong Xiaokui was really relieved.

Exhausted, she walked to the couch and sat down, barely wanting to move. The day when it had just rained heavily outside the house was not clear, but it seemed that it had not rained enough just now, and the crying was not thorough enough, and the sky was still gray and gray, with thick clouds, like the mood of people when they were depressed and uncomfortable.

Dong Xiaokui sat for a moment, breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked around. The drainage design of this community is quite reasonable. The water did not enter the house. Last weekend, she came here to clean and also closed the doors and windows well.

After checking it, everything was fine except for the loss of flowers and plants in the yard. At this time, it was almost dusk, but the clouds were too thick and the light was unknown.

Dong Xiaokui called the property and asked people to come and clean up the yard. After making the call, Heng Zhi remembered that Xu Er told her to take care of the kudzu scarf purple that he liked.

I've told you several times, and I probably like this flower very much. So, let's do our best to save it. To be honest, she doesn't have much experience in raising flowers. That's not what you want to do at home. Although the Dong family ancestor has a chapter on raising flowers, the cumbersome process is no less than raising a baby. Say what if it's a little dark, and what if the weather is a little wet. One summer vacation, Dong Xiaokui once determined to learn the family's flower cultivation scriptures, but after reading a few pages, he found that it was far from his own experience in raising orchids and planting garlic flowers, and finally gave up.

Nowadays, how to raise kudzu scarf purple is just the information that has been checked on the Internet in the past few days. Now, how to rescue this kudzu scarf purple makes Dong Xiaokui very difficult. There are all over the Internet, saying that this is a proud and precious flower, and it is also very delicate and difficult to raise. Looking at that statement, in the face of today's catastrophe, it is more than auspicious.

Then I have to "do my best and obey the destiny of God". Dong Xiaokui sighed, found a pair of sandals that were thrown here when he came to clean on Sunday in Xu Er's house, put them on, and took a shovel to clean up the garbage on the bluestone road in the courtyard. Then he carefully dug up the kudzu purple and put it on the small balcony.

The property was efficient and someone was quickly sent to clean the yard. Because some flowers and plants are very precious, people always have to ask Dong Xiaokui what he means.

So, even though you are hungry. She still waited there, directing everyone to clean up. By the time it was almost cleaned up, it was already dark. The property received more calls and needed to clean the yard.

Dong Xiaokui was also very tired and hungry, and there was nothing to eat in the refrigerator here. Therefore, she asked the property to renovate the yard tomorrow, and as for the flowers and plants, she had to ask Mr. Xu before opening a list of planting.

The person in charge of the property wrote them down one by one, and asked Dong Xiaokui very politely what help he needed. She shook her head and said, "Just clean it up tomorrow." ”

A cadre of the property left. Dong Xiaokui took the umbrella and money and went outside, ready to eat something, and by the way, buy some flower fertilizer, and make the final rescue of Ge Jinzi.

It was raining again, but it was just the summer storm, and now, the light rain was more autumnal. In fact, when Jincheng arrives in September, it is already autumn, and every inch of rain is cold. Now that the rain is cloudy, and it is night, the wind is blowing, and Dong Xiaokui feels cool.

She gathered her clothes, still feeling cold, and walked briskly forward. Walk out of this street shaded by French plane trees and turn left into an old street where there will be plenty of food. Dong Xiaokui came here on the weekend to clean up, take care of the kudzu scarf purple, and wander around, so he found out.

Dong Xiaokui walked quickly to the street. The rain was not heavy, but the wind was strong, and the autumn was so cold that she felt that all the heat in her body had been taken away. The neon signs are ambiguous, and the shops on the street are steaming.

She picked a small shop, asked for a fried rice, and devoured it. In fact, she was not such a person, but she just didn't care about her image, she ate so hard that she almost choked on a few occasions.

It was the time to eat, and the business of the small shop was booming. There was a man sitting opposite Dong Xiaokui, who also asked for a piece of fried rice. It was probably because Dong Xiaokui's eating appearance was too terrifying, and he looked up at her several times.

Dong Xiaokui choked again, she took a sip of water fiercely, and shouted loudly: "Waiter, come have a cup of hot water." ”

The sound is loud and rises out of the noise around it. The man across from her raised his eyebrows again. She finally couldn't hold it anymore and shouted, "What are you looking at? ”

The man didn't speak, and continued to eat with his head down. The waiter brought boiled water, which was in a glass and had a warm smell. Her cold fingers clasped tightly. Then, I didn't care about the heat, took a big sip, and suddenly wanted to cry.

"You eat slowly, drink slowly, who hasn't encountered something." The man on the other side spoke, speaking in Jincheng dialect, and his voice was muddy.

I didn't expect to be seen through. Dong Xiaokui took a meal, looking at the fried rice plate that had been destroyed by himself, it was messy. She glared at him fiercely and said indignantly, "You have to take care of it." ”

Then, she called the waiter to settle the bill and gave the money. Strode out of the warm little shop and into the cold wind. She remembered the last time she visited the flower market, there were a few shops buying flower fertilizer next to it, and decided to give it a try. Who knows that the flower market is in the south of Jincheng, and Jincheng is a typical city that is high in the south and low in the north. This time, the southern side was even more severely affected. These houses were all flooded, and the boss said with a wry smile that there was no.

Dong Xiaokui was a little panicked, and looked for a few more everywhere, but to no avail. So I was going to go back, make a simple deal of that Ge Jinzi, and then call Xu Er. This time, if he wants to ask something, he will answer him.

Thinking of what he asked, her heart was gloomy. Holding an umbrella, he stopped a taxi, and after a while, he stopped one and rushed to Xu Er's house.

As soon as I got in the car, I counted my belongings and suddenly found that the notepad I was carrying with me was missing. She broke out in a sweat. Although there is nothing written in the notepad, it is very messy and others can't understand it, but it is a secret that belongs to my own heart.

Where the hell was it lost? She scolded herself for being careless. ......

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