The greasy uncle doesn't have Yang Xiaohai's leisure. He turned his head frequently, stumbling and stumbling, as if he was going to fall at any moment.

"If you want me, you'll never look back. The more panicked, the more mistakes will occur, and if you trip, it will be difficult for the gods to save you! Yang Xiaohai muttered to himself.

Sure enough, the greasy uncle, who was not good looking, didn't run far before he was thrown to the ground by a few people who flashed out of the corner. The crowd of people chasing after them closed back and forth, burying the figure of the greasy uncle.

A few seconds later, a round thump rolled out of the crowd. There was a skinny fellow who was eating and walking with something in his hand, and quickly disappeared behind the corner of the building.

People are like hungry wolves, frantically biting and scratching. Even on the top floor of the 17th floor, Yang Xiaohai was still cold all over his body, and his hair stood on end.

No matter how dull he was, Yang Xiaohai realized that something was wrong. With weak hands and feet, he knelt on the floor tiles, and the cold sweat broke out layer by layer. He thought about it over and over again, and the more he pondered it, the more he realized that something was wrong. That round thing, isn't it a human head? The thin man is holding it, isn't it a part of a greasy uncle? It seems to be so! The more I think about it, the clearer the picture becomes.

After a while, I suddenly felt my stomach tumbling and uncomfortable. He staggered off the ground and staggered into the toilet.

Lifting the toilet lid, I spit out what I had just swallowed with a "wow" bite. Immediately, it was like a big river bursting its embankment, Yang Xiaohai's chest was close to his back, and his eyes were full of stars; vomited so much that the two little short legs trembled non-stop, and even spit out the yellow water.

It wasn't until there was really no goods in his stomach that he trembled and walked out of the toilet with the support of the wall. Wiping away the tears from the corners of his eyes and rinsing his mouth in the kitchen, Yang Xiaoqiang's mind flashed quickly with clips of a series of horror movies.

Thinking about it, I unconsciously started to soften. It seemed that only the slightly cool floor tiles could give him some comfort, so Yang Xiaohai complied with his wishes and collapsed on the ground with a "slip".

It was a long time to be paralyzed, until his feet were numb and his strands trembled, and Yang Xiaohai realized that something was wrong: he should be like a man, standing and thinking about life! Pouting your ass and getting down on your knees won't solve the problem.

So he stretched out his arms and tried to get up from the ground. But the body that lacks exercise is really not powerful, just shivering twice, but the belly is still close to the ground.

After a while, Yang Xiaohai held on to the dining table and barely got up inch by inch. Although his eyes were closed, he was still dizzy.

At some point, the sunlight gilded the interior of the house with a faint golden color. Yang Xiaohai turned his head to look around. The room that used to be a mistake when you closed your eyes suddenly became unfamiliar.

His throat was burned by stomach acid due to vomiting, and Yang Xiaohai grabbed the water cup on the table. Who wants to just grab the edge, the glass rubs his fingertips and slides off the table, and then falls to the ground. "Asi!" Yang Xiaohai, who was weak, could only watch the cup shattered.

"Bang ......"

"Ahh

"Squeak ......"

A series of sounds shattered the silence that had been so hard to maintain.

"Bang ......" is the sound of water cups colliding with floor tiles, generosity;

"Ah......h

"Crunch...... "What's this?"

"Whew......"

A creepy howl pulled the confused Yang Xiaohai back to reality.

He stroked his forehead with one hand, looked up to the sky and sighed: "Heaven, earth, how can you forget that there are still thieves and calves!" ”

Thinking of this, Yang Xiaohai tiptoed to the front of his house, and after repeatedly confirming the status of the door lock, he had the courage to stick it up.

In the darkness, the elevator indicator flashed the red Arabic numeral "1". With a faint red light, Yang Xiaohai saw the fire door that was still closed. It's just that the iron-clad fire door is shaking like a dazzling wheat. The creaking sound and the roar of the beast pierced through the two iron doors and creaking into the ears.

Sticking to the door, he stood until his legs and feet were numb, and he was sure that the guy outside couldn't get in. Yang Xiaohai let out a long sigh. Before the frowning brow could be relaxed, a new problem arose: he seemed, maybe, maybe, might be held alive at home!

What should I do if I have difficulties? Call now!

Yang Xiaohai pulled out his beloved oppo

2-13。 God is pitiful, the mobile phone does not know when it starts, and there is no signal.

Shaking his hand hatefully, Yang Xiaohai finally stuffed the love machine into his arms. As soon as the beans burst and the phone was dropped, he could only think about it. There is no financial source, and every penny is precious!

Turn on the TV, turn on the computer, and frantically search for answers. However, yesterday is still the same, and all efforts are in vain. "Well, I'm out of line!" With his hands spread, Yang Xiaohai left the computer desk. With a hundred thousand whys in his arms, he circled his hands around the living room.

After more than twenty trips, he was thirsty. He had planned to get the cup for water, but the cup had already been righteous, and he had to find a new container. While rummaging, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, which he didn't use much, and he immediately froze.

A few seconds later, Yang Xiaohai was scurrying around the house like crazy. After 30 minutes, Yang Xiaohai concentrated all the food in the living room. And that's not all, he filled all the containers he could find with water, not even the watering cans for watering the flowers.

After the whirlwind of busyness, Yang Xiaohai was worried about a small pile of food: "I don't know if it's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster, anyway, I don't plan to go out for the time being." With these things, it should last a few days, right? ”

There was nothing left and right, Yang Xiaohai counted the materials a little. The general reserves of Xiaoshan are: 10 bags of bagged instant noodles, about 6 catties of rice, about 5 catties of noodles, 8 salted duck eggs, about 2 catties of frozen meat, half a pack of sauce, 16 eggs, most of the noodles, a number of various seasonings, 2 bags of tea is about one catty, 1 pack of soft Zhonghua, 2 packs of 16 yuan of Nanjing, more than half a green onion, and 2 heads of garlic.

Containers of all sizes, large and small, are filled with tap water. Relying on relatively abundant materials, Yang Xiaohai seems to have found confidence again. But it didn't take long for him to be happy, and as soon as he thought about it, he realized the problem: what's the use of counting the number of these things?

Or because of his parents, Yang Xiaohai grew up very tenacious. It's genetic, too! Parents were orphans when they were young, and they relied on hard work and wandering around, and finally pulled Yang Xiaohai to the age of 17. I just wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but I both lost during the flight.

Yang Xiaohai, like his parents, became an orphan overnight. In a daze, with the help of his neighbors, he took care of his parents' funeral, and Yang Xiaohai, who was unrestrained, dropped out of school naturally. His business-going parents left him a legacy, so much so that he could die for a long time. In addition to the money, the only thing left for the parents is this old house on the top floor of the 17th floor in a remote city.

Therefore, Yang Xiaohaizhai, who only knows how to eat, sleep and play games, is at ease. It seems to be very unproductive, but after all, he is not crazy, sick or a gangster, so he can be regarded as a pure character. Yang Xiaohai, who has entered his twentieth decade, has no outstanding appearance, no superhuman mind, and no perseverance, he is really an ordinary otaku who can no longer be ordinary.

If you have to find something to be proud of, it is to live with your parents in Beijing for a while. This experience didn't broaden my horizons much, but the accent was sometimes northeastern, sometimes Beijing, and it was a bit nondescript.

Yang Xiaohai, who grew up savagely, has his own insights in a life. All along, the life principle he believes in is: don't panic if something goes wrong...... When the problem is too big to solve, you just ignore, ignore, despise it, and look at it again after a while! The problem may be solved, and the bridge will naturally go straight to the bow of the boat!

Lighting a cigarette and circling around the food pile twice, Yang Xiaohai silently selected a small portion of food—he was hungry again.

"Fortunately, the gas tank was just replaced!" Yang Xiaohai, who had finished the mental construction, hummed a song that only he understood, and was busy in the kitchen with a calm face.

With unprecedented concentration, we carefully prepare the limited ingredients. The aroma of the food is as strong as expected. The "creaking" sound on the fire door is also becoming more and more frequent.

Tuesday, February 5, 2030 at 9:10 a.m. Yang Xiaohai, who had been tossing and turning and having nightmares, woke up.

The eyelids seem to be stuck with glue. I tried a few times, but I just couldn't open it. It still hurts a little to rub it. A tingling pain in his bladder forced him out of the warm bed. With just the touch of your fingertips, you can find it in front of the toilet. Next, "Ah ......" with a refreshing sigh, the surging river was out of control.

Huaxia Guoguo Company is a super large national company. Founded more than 5,000 years ago, it still stands in the east of the earth and is growing stronger and stronger after the wind and rain.

The state-owned company has more than 30 provincial companies, and the provincial companies have their own municipal companies, and under the municipal companies are district and county companies, and so on. The company is orderly, stable and prosperous.

Yang Xiaohai's home is located in Huabaishi Company, a small fifth-tier company. Huaxia Guo's comprehensive strength ranks second in the whole earth. The strongest is the emerging United States company.

In recent years, due to the strong recovery of Huaxia Guo, the first throne has been threatened. Recently, the United States Company has been deliberately creating friction in an attempt to restrict or even bully Huaxia Guo. In the contest between the two sides, the Miguo Company, which is only a few hundred years old, has never obtained any benefits from the Huaxia Guo Company, even if it flexes its muscles and threatens with force.

But a slap sticks out for a long time. Yang Xiaohai has lived on the company's little finger for 20 years. There are pros and cons, the little inheritance left by his parents is placed in the first-tier provincial and municipal companies, I am afraid that it is really not enough for Yang Xiaohai's house.

After the personal problem was solved, Yang Xiaohai, who closed his eyes, touched the sink, lowered his head and turned on the faucet, and put his face up...... The water pipe choked a few times, and the extremely stingy "poof" sound made two times, wetting the hair a few locks. But, that's all.

With his eyes closed, he poked his head over, grabbed the handle with the faucet, and twisted it counterclockwise......

"The water has stopped again! What does the property do? Do you know how to ask for money? ”

Anger rose, Yang Xiaohai raised his head in anger, and opened his eyes violently with an evil fire!