I Received a Letter from My Future Family and My Whole Family Accompanied Me to Stock up on Goods.

On the day Tang Li was laid off, she received a letter from home five years later. The sender is her niece who is only eight years old now. The letter said: Don't take the No. 17 Bus on July 31st; buy the old cold storage that no one wants in the west of the city before August 3rd; and—— "Auntie, if you can, don't let grandma leave the last bowl of porridge to me this time." At first everyone thought it was a prank. But the prophecies in the book came true one by one, and the people in the Tang family, who usually made noise when they met and never backed down when trouble came, silently emptied their bank cards. My mother studies how to make seven kinds of rice from a bag of flour, my sister is in charge of medicines, my brother-in-law improves water and electricity, and my retired father carries a shovel to the cold storage every day. Others hoard gold, they hoard seeds, water purification tablets and roofs with sunlight. Later, heavy rain flooded the city, black fog blocked the highway, and countless people knocked on the cold storage door. Tang Li saw an unfamiliar handwriting in the thirteenth letter home: "Stop trusting that child. There is no future for her."