Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 9, whose child is missing? (Please follow up and read!!)

After waiting for a full hour or two, it was already dark outside, and the people below finally returned.

At this time, the fat man and the thin man were muttering: "Strange, why didn't this kid do nucleic acid? The inspector just said he had done it!"

The thin man shook his head: "Who knows! Doesn't it mean that if you have special patients at home, you don't have to come down to do nucleic acid testing? I guess you didn't register at the beginning, who cares!"

Hearing this, the fat man nodded in approval.

Just as he was about to chase people back to the building, he saw Wang Qingsong disappearing into the corridor.

……

Wang Qingsong returned to the door of Room 301 and sat there in a daze.

I was wondering what was going on.

But no matter how hard his little brain burned out his CPU, he never imagined where he was.

Time passes little by little.

"Gululu~~"

A strong feeling of hunger came, making his stomach growl.

Zhou Ying stood at the door, looking at the situation outside through the peephole on the door.

When I saw Wang Qingsong's confused eyes, I felt pitiful for a while.

After thinking for a while, I took out my phone and posted the photos I took before in the group, while asking questions there.

"Whoever lost their child is at the door of 301. Come and take it back."

I was bored when I was blocked for a long time, but when I saw the message, I started a long list of replies.

"It's not 102."

"Not from 201..."

……

Zhou Ying looked at the information in the group. This building has six floors, two households on the first floor, and a total of 12 households.

But there are a lot of people living in shared apartments, and some rooms are even separated, with several families living there.

There are a lot of repetitions in it.

Checked it by room number.

Only two households did not reply, including herself, which meant that only room 601 did not receive a reply.

After thinking for a while, I called two 601 residents.

"Not from 601!"

A reply came within a short time.

Looking at the information, Zhou Ying felt strange for a while.

neither?
  This building has been closed for more than ten days. It is impossible for anyone to sneak in. It must be someone from this household.

But why doesn’t anyone admit it?
  Don't want it anymore?

impossible.

This is not the past, when abandonment was punishable by jail time.

After thinking for a while, I came to the door and looked outside through the peephole.

When he saw Wang Qingsong holding his stomach.

It occurred to me that this guy seemed to have had low blood sugar before.

I went back to the kitchen and found a handful of dry noodles. There were more than a dozen of them, but I didn't like them very much.

Boil water and cook a bowl of noodles.

I added a little salt, chicken essence and green onions, thought for a moment, and beat another egg.

He came to the door carrying noodles.

Opening the door gently, he saw Wang Qingsong standing up and said quickly: "Don't move, this is noodles for you to eat. When you are done eating, just leave your rice bowl at the door."

"Clap!"

After saying that, he closed the door.

Wang Qingsong has calmed down now. He just wants to know where this place is.

But the other party didn't give him a chance.

Looking at the noodles placed at the door, he swallowed.

So white?
  Is this dumpling noodles?
  There used to be white flour and Fuqiang flour sold in the city (the flour extraction rates were 85% and 70% respectively.).

Dumpling noodles are Fu Qiang noodles.

Since the food crisis, white flour and Fuqiang flour are no longer sold in the city, but only gray flour.        It means that the wheat bran is broken together, and the color is a little gray, so it is called gray noodles.

At this time, there are still people who can afford to eat dumplings and noodles, and there are also eggs. What kind of family is this?
  How big an official is this?
  Swallowed.

He picked up the rice bowl, blew on it, and started eating.

Fragrant~
  So delicious.

I have never tasted such fragrant noodles in my life.

"Ha ha!"

The noodles felt a little hot in his mouth, and he gasped. When they cooled down a bit, he swallowed them directly.

Zhou Ying was watching him eat through the cat's eye.

When I saw him wolfing down the noodles, I muttered, "How long has it been since I last eaten? I'm so hungry. Not to mention, seeing him eating like this makes me a little hungry too!"

Then he went into the kitchen, cooked a pack of instant noodles, cracked an egg and ate it.

It's not that she doesn't have anything else to eat.

But it’s still delicious to eat instant noodles at this time.

When the lockdown first started, there was indeed a bit of chaos, and there was a shortage of food. Now that the lockdown has been extended for a long time, group purchases are now available, and there is actually not much food shortage at home.

They have gained a lot of weight.

After eating, she came to the cat's eye to take a look.

At this time, Wang Qingsong was sitting there in a daze!
  After thinking about it, she opened the door wearing a mask.

Seeing Wang Qingsong standing up again, she hurriedly said: "Don't move, I'll get the bowls and chopsticks."

But she thought of a question, that is, people can live on the roof of the building. Doesn't this guy live on the roof of the building?
  So he turned around and asked, "Don't you have a place to cook?"

No one in the whole building knew this person. He must be a homeless man sleeping outside, and he was unregistered.

Wang Qingsong thought for a moment, and realized that his family was about to be separated. He would definitely not be able to go home to cook. He could only wait until he went to the commune to buy a casserole tomorrow.

So he said by mistake: "Not yet, but it will be available tomorrow, but I have to get home."

"Oh!"

Zhou Ying responded and closed the door.

Wang Qingsong was left confused.

In the end, he could only return to the same place and sit down.

After waiting for about ten minutes, the door was opened again and a plastic bag was taken out.

Zhou Ying looked at him and said: "There is some noodles in here. I don't eat much, so you can eat it. There are also a few eggs."

After saying that, he closed the door again.

When Wang Qingsong saw this, he walked over, took the bag and looked through it.

"Is this noodles?"

There are five large rolls of egg noodles inside, each weighing two kilograms.

Seeing this, he thought of the noodles he had just eaten. They felt similar and had thin noodles.

After looking through it, there were 8 eggs and two strange bags inside.

After looking at it, he still recognized Yan.

He picked up another yellow bag and looked at it.

Taitole Chicken Essence?
  I heard that there is MSG in the city. What is this Totole Chicken Essence?

Zhou Ying looked at the situation outside, smiled and retracted her pretty little face, and went back to her room to check out Douyin with a smile.

2022 9 Month 16 Day.

Looking at the time printed on it, Wang Qingsong was stunned.

2022 years?
  What year is this?

Shouldn't it be 1962?
  It's the 61st year of the lunar calendar, and we haven't celebrated the New Year yet, but it's the 62nd year on the calendar.

But the gap with this 2022 is too big, right?
  He felt something was wrong.

He hurriedly knocked on Zhou Ying's door.

"dong dong dong~~"

A rushing sound sounded in the corridor.

After a while, Zhou Ying walked out with an impatient look, opened the door, exposed a gap, and asked warily: "What are you doing?"

Wang Qingsong asked anxiously: "This... what's the matter with the year 2022 written on it? Isn't this year 1962?"

(End of this chapter)