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Chapter Ninety-Eight

"There are not many chicken breasts, so I will order them." At nine o'clock in the morning of December 20, Zhou Hai opened a bag of ready-to-eat chicken breast for the kitten. Eating, watching the snow, sleeping, this is also the daily life of one person and one cat.

"Toot toot." Zhou Hai had just finished feeding, and the mobile phone on the table rang.

"@全体业主, report down."

"3011 to."

"3012 to."

......

Now is the daily routine time, Zhou Hai skillfully replied: "3022 arrived."

When all the time arrived, the time was also set to 9:20. As soon as everyone finished ordering, a neighbor on the first floor posted a picture in the group: "@全体业主, who threw the garbage?!" [image] [Image]"The picture shows the toilet on the first floor full of water, and the neighbor wearing his boots and struggling to get to the toilet.

After the neighbor on the first floor asked, no one in the group answered for the time being.

Team leader on the third floor: "@全体业主, everyone pay attention to the owner's manual."

"Who threw the garbage?"

There were owners who helped to enquire. Due to the inconvenience of cleaning up heavy snowfall, a sewer blockage occurred on the first floor last year. Before it snowed this year, he went door-to-door to remind everyone to try to put their trash in front of their doors.

After the owners asked, no one answered.

Half an hour later, the neighbor on the first floor posted again: "This picture book is blocked."

"It seems to be my home..." A fifth-floor neighbor looked familiar. Three minutes later, the neighbor replied: "Asked, the child threw it."

As soon as the neighbor on the fifth floor returned, Zhou Hai heard a knock on the opposite door. He opened the door and looked at it, and the fifth-floor couple were hurrying down the door with broom rubber gloves, followed by complaints on the first floor and apologies from the fifth floor.

Zhou Customs went to the door.

"Meow!" At this time, the kitten came to the leg.

"It's okay." Zhou Hai rubbed the kitten's head. Everyone is conflicted, but knowing that there are other people in the building is also a different sense of security.

At seven o'clock in the evening, Zhou Hai was about to brush the news, and the owner group sounded again.

"The snow has stopped."

"No snow!"

......

Now the group is full of news that the snow has stopped.

Zhou Hai opened the window, there was no snowflake outside, and the other owners also opened the windows one by one to see the snow.

On the evening of December 20, the heavy snowstorm that lasted for fifteen days finally stopped. According to the monitoring of Longxia Meteorological Observatory, the average snowfall was 32mm, and the average snowfall in Heihe and Liaohe reached 57mm.

Because the snow cover was too thick, Taikang carried out the work of pouring salt on the plane. Taikang is just an eighteenth-tier town, and in the past, I couldn't see a plane once a month, and now the sky over the city is full of planes circling back and forth.

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