In order to confirm his thoughts, Xia Zhi returned to the third floor after drying his clothes and asked Pan Rui: "Do you throw all your clothes in the washing machine?" ”

"Then do you want to throw it in the refrigerator and wash it?" Pan Rui felt that she was asking inexplicably.

"I mean, underwear and socks are also thrown in and not washed separately?"

"Questions?"

"Do you use disinfectant?"

"Why use sanitizer? Probably not, right? Is there a problem? Pan Rui asked again.

"Uh...... No problem......"

What could she say...... After all, this is a habit of life. If she only faced Pan Rui, she could have told him that this was very unhygienic, but if she said that to this big family, it would be too uneducated......

Less than a week after arriving at Pan's house, the difference in hygiene habits was the initial problem in front of the summer solstice.

In addition to the items piled up in the house, the cutting boards that have been used for a long time, and the inner and outer clothes that have been washed for a long time, Xia Zhi was also surprised to find that Pan's mother never seemed to wipe the dust or mop the floor.

The third floor is only occupied for half a year, and sometimes Pan's father and Pan's mother will also go to the living room to move, but most of the time there is only Pan Rui alone, in general, it is not too dirty, at most, the furniture that is used less has fallen a layer of dust, and the ground is not very bright.

On the second floor, Xia Zhi saw more indescribable sanitary corners.

One night, after dinner, everyone chatted with melon seeds in the living room on the second floor, and the melon seed shell fell to the ground. Before going upstairs, Xia Zhi went to the kitchen to find the almost bald broom to sweep the front and back of the coffee table.

As the broom reached under the sofa and coffee table, she pulled out a pile of gray cash, snack packaging, discolored fruit pits, toilet paper, and other garbage.

She swallowed back the screams that rushed to her mouth and silently shoveled away the garbage. But Pan's mother still noticed, and she suddenly exclaimed, "Ouch, there's so much garbage down here." ”

Xia Zhi was speechless, I really don't know? She was about to change corners and sweep the bottom of the sofa again, Pan Rui came over and took her broom and garbage shovel, and said, "Okay, okay, don't sweep." ”

She didn't insist, and followed him up to the third floor. But she thought in her heart that she had to find some time to clean up, which could be regarded as a little contribution to her living in the Pan family.

So, whenever she was tired of writing, she cleaned up at home.

She started on the third floor. Originally, Xia Zhi thought that it would not be too difficult to tidy up the third floor, but she could only say that she underestimated the Pan family's ability to hoard.

The living room on the third floor is quite large, and it is narrow because the walls are full of cardboard boxes.

At first, Xia Zhi thought that these cartons were of some mysterious use, until the time of hygiene, only to find that the cartons are cardboard boxes, large cardboard boxes with small cartons, small cartons with smaller cartons...... Layers......

The summer solstice also turned out a bunch of cockroaches and cockroach droppings from it.

She picked up one of the stacks and prepared to go out to throw them, but there was a garbage pool more than 20 meters outside the courtyard gate. Before he reached the first floor, he was stopped by Pan's mother: "Ah Zhi! Where do you take that box? ”

Xia Zhi explained the reason, and Pan's mother immediately twisted her feet and ran over to snatch back the stack of cardboard boxes: "I can't help it!" You can't lose these boxes! It works! ”

Xia Zhi reacted, this carton is probably hoarded by Pan's mother to sell? That's right, this room of cardboard boxes can be sold for dozens of dollars, it's a pity to lose it, it's understandable to be diligent and thrifty. However, if you want to sell, it's time to sell, right?

The third floor was better, and some of the boxes on the second floor, she had been looking at them for a while, not only was it full of dust, but the paper skin was also lifted to reveal the mezzanine inside. And why not remove the tape and flatten the carton? Isn't it more space-saving?

She didn't understand it, so she asked Pan's mother: "Auntie, are you going to sell these boxes?" I seem to have seen people come to buy paper. ”

She writes articles in her room and surfs the Internet, and sometimes hears a bribe on a tricycle passing by the door with a bell.

But Pan's mother denied it, she shook her head and educated Xia Zhi: "Look at these boxes, there are all kinds of sizes, and the big ones can be kept for when cutting bananas." The others are also put away, and you young people always send couriers, send gifts, and load things, and say that you can't find the box, and when you want to use it, you will know the benefits of hoarding. ”

…… Okay, Xia Zhi has gradually developed immunity to Pan's mother's magical theory, and there won't be much surprise.

So she wiped all the outer boxes with a damp cloth, removed the dust from the ground, and went to look for the mop and the mop bucket.

Looking for her to find it, in the toilet on the second floor. Just looking at the black mopping head and the dirty mopping bucket, she suspected that this tool was the same as the cutting board, it might be twenty or thirty years old, and the more it was moulded, the dirtier it became.

She had to buy a new set of cleaning tools and come back. For a week, she cleaned up in the morning, wrote and brushed the net in the afternoon, and cleaned the inside and out of the third floor in different areas.

After another week, she began to clean the second floor.

Pan's father went out to shave his head, Pan's mother sat on the sofa and watched TV, this time she didn't tell Xia Zhi to stop doing it, and she didn't come to grab the mop in her hand, but the action of standing up and letting her drag the bottom of the sofa was a little flustered.

Xia Zhi couldn't help but tell Pan Rui about this as a joke at night: "Is it true that your family never does hygiene?" Or have you never paid attention to the hygienic corners when sweeping the floor? It stands to reason that the bottom of the sofa at the bottom of the coffee table is not a dead corner that is difficult to find. ”

Pan Rui reacted lightly, plucked two guitar strings and said, "My mother has back pain, it's very good to be able to cook two meals, what kind of hygiene." ”

"And your whole family has back pain? It doesn't take much effort to sweep the floor. Does Auntie have a bad backache? Before my grandmother died, she always said that she had back pain, and my dad bought her a bottle of medicinal oil, and it was fine as soon as she applied it, so I went to ask what kind of medicinal oil it was? "Grandma died before graduating from Xia Zhi Elementary School, and she barely remembered her grandmother's face, but she still remembered the smell of medicinal oil.

"No, she has the oil. You have nothing to do to write more articles, and aren't you tired of doing some cleaning at the end of the year? He didn't particularly appreciate the fruits of the summer solstice's labor, "The floor is to walk with shoes, why do you mop it so clean?" Doesn't it get dirty when you walk? ”

Xia Zhi wrinkled his nose and grimaced at him: "It's clean and looks comfortable!" Okay, I'll take your hygiene kit as a contribution, but there are some dead ends that I really can't do. ”

"Okay, okay, and no one is watching you. Just how clean you are. ”

Xia Zhi blocked the words in his heart: I don't think you're dirty, but you think I'm clean? A room of people with back pain, lazy and lazy, come to a volunteer to do hygiene, should be happy!

She was puffing up, Pan Rui coldly threw down the guitar and stretched out her head to bite her nose, she screamed, slapped him angrily, and was grabbed by his hand and pressed over the bed in two clicks.