【082】90s cook 82

Time flew, and by November 1998, if it had been in the Northern region, heating would soon be supplied, but in H-city, there was no heating service. It wasn't so bad when it didn't rain, but once it did, the air felt damp and chilly. Especially at home, where mold spots could be found everywhere, this was the most vexing issue of living here.

Actually, the second floor was somewhat better. Whenever she went to her godmother's place on the first floor, she could smell a musty odor.

That afternoon, as she was riding her tricycle home, she passed a bridge where an old man was stumbling uncontrollably and banged into the railing. His body hung over it, and just as Gong Mingxia spotted the situation and braked hard, preparing to jump down and rescue him, no one could have expected that all of a sudden, the old man's body went limp, and a terrible scene unfolded. He leaned forward too much, his head hanging on the outside, and then his whole body slid over the railing and into the water.