Chapter 1683 Power Outage

In Zhang Zian's childhood memories, this street often had power outages, because it was an old residential area, and the load capacity of the wires was too poor, and it tripped every time during peak electricity consumption, especially in summer.

The summer is humid and hot, even if everyone has no money at that time, the air conditioner must be turned on as usual, and hot water must be boiled for bathing every day, sometimes more than once a day, plus other household appliances, he often concentrates on watching at night During the animation, the switch was wiped off, and when the power went out, the whole street stopped at once. The time of the call was uncertain, depending on whether the electrician on the street happened to be free.

Every time there is a power outage, the disappointment of the children immersed in the cartoon world is beyond words. If the cartoon happens to be at the peak of the battle, it will be even more frustrating than a failed exam...

Later, with the development of the old city renovation work, the power outages gradually decreased without knowing it, and then almost no power outages, and the children born in recent years do not know what the power outages are.

If Xu Zhuangzhuang had been born at that time, he wouldn't have had to do his homework if the power went off, and he would have to do it right when he lit a candle.

It's okay to have a power outage, at least it won't be completely dark, but at this time Zhang Zian just closed all the windows and blinds, and even drew the curtains, when it suddenly became dark, his eyes were very uncomfortable.

Fortunately, the laptop automatically switches to the built-in battery power supply, and the screen becomes a small light source, which is better than nothing.

Shihua's scream came from the bathroom: "Who turned off the light?"

"Squeak?"

π found that the network was disconnected, and the computer could not connect to the network.

Although the laptop has a battery, the router does not have a battery. Even if you unplug the network cable and plug it directly into the network port of the computer, it is useless, because the switch that the telecommunications company set up outside is probably out of power.

Zhang Zian used his mobile phone to share the hotspot with his laptop, and then asked π to save the things that should be saved, because the battery of this old laptop won't last long.

He walked into the bathroom in the dark and saw that Se-hwa's phone was also on.

Most of her body is out of the water, leaning on the edge of the bathtub against the wall, her face and mobile phone are stuck to the very small window of the bathroom, and she is taking pictures of the outdoor situation.

"Why did you turn off the lights? You want to save even such a small electricity bill?" She turned her head and said angrily, "I'm going to broadcast a typhoon live to fans!"

"Live a woolen thread, the power is out."

Zhang Zian explained briefly, and closed the blinds in the bathroom. Now the entire bathroom was almost completely dark, only her mobile phone screen was still on.

"Huh? When will the call come? It's because you live in such a shabby house that the power went out!" she cried anxiously.

Zhang Zian suspects that this guy has already suffered from mobile phone addiction like many people, and he is heavily dependent-it doesn't matter if he doesn't eat for a day, and his life will be gloomy if he doesn't play with his mobile phone for a day...

"It's hard to say when the call will come. At least today's call is unlikely, maybe two or three days." He said that due to the interference of wind, rain and thunder, it was difficult for netizens in the live broadcast room to hear his voice clearly.

"Two or three days?" She scratched her hair in despair. "I'm going to die! Also, why do you close the windows? I want to live broadcast the typhoon!"

Zhang Zian rummaged through the bathroom cabinet to find a candle, lit it with a lighter, and set one on the edge of the bathtub. The pale yellow light illuminated the bathroom.

"The atmosphere is good, let's tell ghost stories live, maybe it will become popular." He said.

After leaving the bathroom, he also set a candle on the desk to help π illuminate, and closed all the windows and shutters of other bedrooms and storage rooms.

The raindrops were crackling on the roof, and the sound was transmitted from the ceiling, and the drainage holes in the eaves were like faucets rushing out to drain water. He checked the ceiling on the second floor with his mobile phone, and there was no sign of water seepage. He hoped that the waterproof roof made by Welder Zhao could withstand the typhoon.

He went downstairs and saw that the clerks had closed all the doors and windows, and sealed all the door gaps with tape and plastic bags. With such a heavy rain, the urban drainage system may not be able to discharge the accumulated water in time. It is necessary to prevent the accumulated water in the street from pouring back into the store.

The most troublesome thing about a power outage is the refrigeration in the aquarium. He has a small generator for Xiaobai to help maintain the water circulation and feeding system in the aquarium. I used the freezer to freeze the ice cubes in the freezer, just to prevent the power outage caused by the typhoon, and it can still last for the time being.

Because everyone was on the first floor, he lit several candles on the first floor to try to illuminate the first floor as brightly as possible.

Because Xiao Celery couldn't help, and everyone was afraid of her getting hurt, she didn't ask her to help, so she sat obediently next to the cash register. At this time, she saw that there was a light, so she opened her schoolbag and took out her homework.

She didn't intend to let the homework go by itself like Xu Zhuangzhuang, but planned to start writing homework. After all, the teacher left too much homework, and she might not be able to finish it if she didn't hurry up.

"Little Celery, don't write, it's too dark, it hurts your eyes." Wang Gan reminded kindly, "It's okay if you don't write for homework once or twice, it's not worth wearing glasses in the future."

"It's okay, it's not dark." Little Celery waved her hand, stubbornly insisting on doing her homework.

At this time, the brightness on the first floor suddenly increased greatly. Although it was not as bright as usual, at least it was not too dark.

Zhang Zian walked over with the only emergency light in the store, and put the emergency light on the cashier counter, "I put this light here for you, so you can write whatever you want."

"Wow! Thank you, Brother Manager!" Little Celery clapped her hands in surprise.

She spread out her homework, and with the help of the light, she seriously began to write stroke by stroke.

Although the windows and doors are closed, it is impossible to completely isolate the outside world. There is a strong wind outside, and a small wind blows in the room. rusty machine.

Sometimes the rolling door seems to be hit by something blown by the wind, maybe a tree branch, maybe other sundries, and makes a loud noise, which makes everyone in the room jump.

Through the glass door, they saw several dents in the rolling shutter door. If there was no protection from the rolling shutter door, the glass door might have been shattered.

"Master, do you have mahjong here? I'm just bored, let's play some mahjong?" Li Kun suggested.

Wang Gan echoed, "That's a good idea. Don't we all say—the sound of wind and rain and the sound of mahjong? It's just right for the occasion!"

Zhang Zian glared at them, and pointed to Little Celery with his eyes, meaning that he is doing homework here, and you are playing mahjong next to him, is this appropriate?

Little Celery said generously that it was okay.

When they thought about it, it seemed that they really shouldn't do such things that harm others and benefit themselves. Why don't they go to the aquarium next door to play mahjong?

Zhang Zian glanced around the store, and seemed to find something missing.