Chapter 7: 58 °C, Thermal Insulation Pad
It was less than 11 o'clock when Duan Ang got home.
The living room only turned on the sleep mode, which seemed very stuffy, and the fan blew out all the hot air, which could not relieve the heat at all, and the more it blew, the hotter it became.
But Duan Ang couldn't help it, because his son Duan Xiaoyuan, who had just turned three, had an air-conditioning disease, and as soon as he blew the air conditioner, he had nasal congestion, headaches, and even severe diarrhea.
So not only could he not blow the air conditioner directly at home, but he also spent a lot of savings to see a doctor, so much so that he recently relied on a credit card to get by.
The environment at home is really tormenting, but fortunately, he gritted his teeth today and bought a heat insulation pad, and the master came to install it later.
"Wife?"
Duan Ang tiptoed to the bedroom, where his wife and children were lying on the mat with a fan and sleeping soundly.
Looking closely, his wife, who is only twenty-six years old, is sweating, frowning in her dreams, and looking tired.
Her son Duan Xiaoyuan is more serious than her, and he collapsed yesterday, and at this moment, his little facial features are wrinkled together, curled up into an insect, and he is also in a cold sweat.
"Huh?"
His wife Ye Jia opened her eyes tiredly, and closed them unsupportively, "You're back?" ”
His voice was so weak that he couldn't speak, and he was worried for a while.
"Hungry? I'll get you something to eat. ”
"Don't eat it."
Ye Jia shook his head in amazement, "I was too sleepy to fall asleep." ”
"Okay."
Duan Ang nodded hurriedly, took the six gods spray in front of the table and sprayed it on her body a little, and was blown by the hot wind, Ye Jia suddenly felt very comfortable.
The corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and he fell asleep again.
Duan Ang fanned her for a while in distress, but such a move was always useless, it was nothing more than to relieve some of the guilt in his heart.
With a salary of 10,000 yuan, it sounds really good to say, but the price is that you can only go home once a month.
Before the child was not sick and everything was fine, but now it is fine, the wife is tired and tired to run to the hospital alone, and the air conditioner cannot be blown on a hot day, and everyone has lost a lot of weight.
It's good to be a human being, but you can't get sick.
If you get sick, you will suffer, and when you suffer, you feel that the sky is going to fall, and the days will become difficult in an instant, and the happy days will never return, and all that you can see is suffering.
But you can always get through it.
Duan Ang left the bedroom, contacted the master who came to the door to paste the heat insulation mat, and then lightly soaked a bucket of instant noodles to solve the problem of food and clothing, and the master came to the door.
"Whew! Are you reluctant to turn on the air conditioner? ”
"Shhhh Hush! ”
Before Duan Ang could explain, the master's voice almost broke the sky.
He even served a few cigarettes to the three masters and whispered the situation, and the master could understand it.
Air conditioning sickness, who has children and the elderly have not had it twice, but everyone comes to work, it can't be so hot, right? In case of heat stroke, will Duan Ang pay for it?
There was no way, Duan Ang had to close the bedroom door, turn off the sleep mode in the living room, and adjust it to 16 degrees.
The master glanced twice, adjusted it to 19 degrees for him, pointed to the bedroom door and said: "Your bedroom door can be made into a curtain, and the air conditioner outside can be turned on to let in some cool air, otherwise your wife and children will be hot all day long, don't air conditioning sickness just happened to be heat stroke again, it is very dangerous." ”
This idea is okay, but Duan Ang doesn't plan to wake up his wife and children today, and the master won't take advantage of the fact that he wants to help him dismantle the door by the way, and he will do it himself another day.
There are two kinds of this kind of thermal insulation mat, one is to knock on the tile, and the other is not to knock on the tile but the outside is a little affected by the appearance.
Knocking on the tiles is more expensive but the effect is better, Duan Ang has neither the money nor the energy to decorate again, so he chose the direct sticker type.
One of the disadvantages of the direct attachment type is that the back of the built-in cabinet and the wall-mounted cabinet cannot be pasted, which will cause a part of the heat to be conducted from the cabinet.
And Duan Ang's budget is not high, so he only sticks a living room, and he plans to move the bed directly to the living room and sleep in the living room in the future.
One is to save money on thermal insulation pads, and the other is that the living room is well ventilated and has a large space, and it is no problem to go over a year or two, and the days will always get better day by day.
In order to catch up with the construction period, Duan Ang helped together, pasted it all night, and the takeaway at noon and evening was also packaged, and the three masters worked very hard, and all the mats were pasted as soon as it was dawn.
By the way, speaking of this, Duan Ang thought of a problem, because everyone habitually called the meal in the middle lunch, and the meal before going to bed called dinner.
But now that lunch is eaten in the early hours of the morning and dinner is eaten in the morning, can it still be called lunch and dinner?
Maybe after getting used to it, a new name will appear, and after many years, the meaning of dinner will become breakfast, breakfast will become dinner, and lunch will not be noon, but midnight.
It's a little scary to think about it!
After sending the masters away, Duan Ang cleaned up the house and cooled down, then turned the air conditioner back to sleep mode and went to take an unpleasant "cold shower".
When I came out again, it was very cool in the house.
Duan Ang sat comfortably on the sofa, beating his sore arms and waist, and said with emotion: "I knew it was so comfortable, I should have bought it earlier......"
It can save electricity again, and it is much cooler than before, and the brain is full of water before the relationship?
Sure enough, sometimes what I think about is saving, but what can be done is a great waste of money, life is experience, but experience is money.
After resting for a while and almost falling asleep, Duan Ang suddenly remembered that the bedroom door was closed, and he bounced up in surprise and hurriedly opened the bedroom door.
A thick wave of heat gushed out, and there was a feeling that the door of the dimension had been opened and he had suddenly come to the Sahara Desert, and when he saw his wife and son on the mat sweating profusely and with red faces, Duan Ang's face was instantly full of guilt.
Hurriedly carried his wife to the sofa outside, she was already awakened, "What's wrong." ”
"Are you alright? Do you have dizziness, nausea, or chest tightness? ”
Ye Jia turned over, still sleeping in a daze and didn't want to wake up, "It's so hot, headache." ”
Looks like it should be fine.
Headaches are just the result of poor sleep.
Although they tried to be as quiet as they could when they put on the mats, they inevitably made noise, and it was hot inside, and she certainly didn't sleep well.
However, Duan Ang was still not at ease, so he first carried his son to the small corridor at the door of the bedroom to cool off a little, and then fed his wife a Huoxiang Zhengqi water.
She turned over and fell asleep again, Duan Ang turned his head to take care of Duan Xiaoyuan to drink medicine, Duan Xiaoyuan was very well-behaved, he was already a little sensible at the age of three, he knew that he was sick, he never made a fuss, and he seemed to be in good spirits.
"Daddy, you're back." Duan Xiaoyuan looked at him with an innocent face, his eyes were round and black, he was simply a little angel.
At this moment, all the tiredness and torment in Duan Ang's heart disappeared, there is such a cute cub who continues everything about himself, is there anything better in the world than this?
"Yes, Daddy is back. Is your nose still stuffed? ”
"A little."
"Let's go back to the bedroom."
The air conditioning disease was still committed, Duan Ang didn't dare to be careless, and quickly got him back to the bedroom, it was the morning of the rising sun, there was no air conditioning and no heat insulation pad in the bedroom, it was the time when it was stuffy.
However, Duan Ang didn't care, after Xiaoyuan's illness recovered, their family of three could be like before again.
Playing with Duan Xiaoyuan for an hour, he has always been very well-behaved and cooperative, and seems to be more sensible than before he got sick, Duan Ang wanted to play a little more, but he was too tired and sleepy, and he fell asleep on the pillow while playing.
"Dad, are you tired too?"
Duan Xiaoyuan asked, crawled over and touched Duan Ang's face, and he smiled obediently.
Then, his big shining eyes suddenly seemed to be full of exhaustion, drooping and drooping, like a lamp whose oil was about to run out, snuggling up in Duan Ang's arms with difficulty, and gradually closing.