"Honey, our gas cylinder seems to be running out of gas. The fire was a bit weak when I was cooking just now."
In the bedroom, Zhang Yuan came in with dinner and waited for Li Ming to sit down to eat before she couldn't help but voice her concern.
"Is the gas cylinder out of gas?"
Li Ming was taken aback, and Zhang Yuan nodded in agreement, pointing to the generator outside the door: "Should we cook with the induction cooker instead?"
"No need, there are three households in the building that are empty. I'll go check later to see if their gas cylinders are still working. If they are, we'll use them first, and I'll go out and look again in a few days,"
Li Ming shook his head, then squinted and responded.
The place selling gas nearby wasn't too far, but he was busy building up his own strength these days and didn't want to go out so casually. So, he planned to wait a few days.
"Ah, okay, I'll go with you later to check."
