Another World: That's too much. I have to start from scratch to get the contribution value.

Chapter 497 Everyone discusses countermeasures together

"The kids..." Ah Ling looked back into the room. "They are playing in the corner. They are fine. Nothing serious."

Grandma nodded. "I'm glad you're okay. I thought something might happen if I touched the fog."

"It's okay, it's okay. It's really okay!" A Ling called the two children over and pushed her back, asking them to call for help.

"Grandma." One of the children did as he was told.

Seeing that the other child was silent, Ah Ling pushed him and said, "What about you? Why don't you call for help?"

The child looked up at her and still said nothing.

"Hey, what's wrong with this kid today? Why is he so quiet?"

A Ling pulled his arm and looked at the second brother in confusion.

"Did you make your brother mad?"

"No..." The second brother moved closer to her and whispered, "My brother hasn't said much since the beginning. I asked him, but he didn't say anything. I don't know what's wrong with him."

Ah Ling pulled the boss over and put her palm on his forehead, "Are you scared?"

The boss looked at her and nodded slowly.

"Don't be afraid," Ah Ling kept muttering while rubbing his ears, "Come back, my son's soul will come back soon, all the bad guys will go away, don't be afraid..."

While she was doing these movements, the eldest child kept his head half lowered and did not move, while the second child stood behind his mother, showing half of his face and looking at him.

"Are you feeling better?"

The boss nodded slowly.

Ah Ling held his face in her hands, "You still don't want to talk?"

The eldest looked at her and lowered his eyes.

Grandma advised, "Children are timid and easily frightened. If you don't want to talk, just don't talk. It will be fine in two days. Not to mention the two children, even adults like us would be frightened by the fog, right?"

A Ling asked the children to stay at home, and then said to her grandmother: "That was not a good thing, but it scared me a lot. The fog was drifting into the house and I couldn't wave it away!"

"So you got it, too?"

"There's no way, there's no way to avoid it!"

The house is so small, where can you run to? Besides, it's just a cloud of fog, something illusory, just close by.

"I don't feel anything wrong with my body." A Ling patted her chest to show that everything was normal. "Let's go and see if the windows of the houses ahead are broken."

"Oh——" Grandma followed her, and after walking a few steps, she found that Anjiu didn't follow her, "Come here, Xiaojiu, let them play by themselves, don't go over to disturb them!"

"I'm coming!" Anjiu gently closed the door of A Ling's house and quickly followed.

Grandma looked at her meaningfully, and Anjiu shook her head gently, indicating that she should be at ease.

The three of them walked along Ding Road. Most people were standing outside, and only one or two families had their doors closed.

Ah Ling went up and knocked on the door. "Is everyone inside okay? Is everything alright?"

The neighbor next door was the first to reply: "Don't knock, we just asked, and no one answered."

A Ling's expression froze, she withdrew her hand and stopped knocking on the door.

Everyone seemed to stay away from these rooms and gather together to exchange information quietly.

Those who lived across the street and had no windows in their houses had no idea what had just happened.

Right now, he is listening most attentively.

Grandma's old sisters went to our house to see what was happening, and when they came back a while later, they shook their heads vigorously.

"No wonder the rent over there is cheap. It's cold, windy, and most dangerous. You and Xiaojiu should have rented a different house a long time ago!"

Grandma laughed and said, "Let's just leave it at that for now. When we have time, we can go and see if there is a suitable house."

"If you want to live here this time, move inside. It's safe there!"

The older sisters all meant well, but they didn't know that Anjiu and her grandmother were very poor now and had not made any contribution.

Not to mention moving, even paying the rent is a struggle.

Seeing that grandma didn't say anything definite, they tactfully stopped asking further questions and changed the subject to talk about something else.

Grandma asked Aling if she heard the rustling sound at that time.

A Ling recalled for a while, "It seems so, I didn't hear it clearly, the children were crying and making a lot of noise at that time."

"I did hear it," another neighbor responded, "It was very quiet. If you don't listen carefully, you can't hear it. It's a bit like the sound of sand..."

Everyone described it. Everyone has different sensitivities to sound, and the images presented in their minds are also different.

Grandma just wanted to confirm whether the sound was only heard by her and Xiaojiu.

As for what kind of sound it is, it doesn’t really matter. As long as we can make sure that the source is the fog, it’s fine.

Everyone seemed to be chatting, but their eyes were looking towards the intersection from time to time.

“I think the authorities must take care of this matter.”

One neighbor couldn't hold back and was the first to express his thoughts.

Everyone knew what this meant as soon as they heard it.

Another neighbor said angrily: "This is a natural disaster! We didn't break it, why should we pay for it? No matter where I go, this doesn't make sense!"

"Let's see if anyone is here to take care of things. If no one comes, we can go ask the administrator."

"Yes, there is strength in numbers!"

"We have to ask them about this matter, and the government must be responsible. Not only is the glass broken, but even the window frames are broken! Who can afford so much contribution points?!"

"Now I'm thinking about the good side, but what if no one cares?"

When these words were spoken, everyone was a little dumbfounded.

"What should I do..." The neighbor with wrinkles on his face crossed his arms and said in protest, "I don't have that much contribution points, I can't afford it."

Others also said: "I don't have one either. I haven't started work yet and I still owe a lot of rent."

"A piece of glass is so expensive, so it would probably take a year to make a whole wall!"

"The only way to survive is to not eat or drink for a year, but is that possible? If the government doesn't repair it... I have no choice but to leave it open."

"..."

"Yes! Just leave it open! It's almost summer anyway, and it's getting hotter every day. When the government repairs it, we'll pay the rent!"

This is the best solution they can think of at the moment.

The rain corroded the window frames and damaged the glass. It would cost a huge amount of money to restore it to its original state.

They have fallen to the point of living in the worst houses, how can they afford these contribution points?

It would be more convenient to kill them.

Everyone looked unhappy.

The face, which had not turned white even after a whole winter, was now full of wrinkles, and there was a deep "川" character formed between the eyebrows.

You can tell from their faces how hard their lives are and how difficult their days are.

Although the problem has been "solved" verbally, everyone has already discussed the corresponding solutions from both the pros and cons aspects.

But as long as the authorities don’t send anyone to check it out, all those thoughts are just empty talk.

The empty glass windows weighed heavily on their hearts.