After saying that, he began to choke uncontrollably, and tears fell down one by one.

Why is this world so terrible, she is so hungry and sleepy.

Liu Yun hugged her daughter Huang Xiaoya tightly and hummed a nursery rhyme softly to ease her daughter's emotions.

"Xiaoya, don't be afraid, our Xiaoya is the bravest baby, when the rain stops, we can go home."

Huang Xiaoya poked her head out of her soft embrace and asked glutinously, "Mom, is Dad going home with us?" Why doesn't he want us anymore? ”

The people around him spat in disdain, their eyes full of disgust.

Huang Xiaoya is still a 3-year-old child, and she only has her mother in her eyes, and she doesn't know what it means to be abnormal when she mentions her father.

Liu Yun gently covered her daughter's eyes with her hand, and only then did she dare to show the bitterness on her face, "Dad, he has his own things to do, let's not bother him, okay?" ”

"Heh......" The aunt in her fifties was amused by Liu Yun's love brain, and pulled the young girl who had worked together in this building before, and put her mouth to the girl's ear after not brushing her teeth for a few days, and said in a voice that everyone could hear:

"Xiao Tu, if you are looking for a man in the future, you have to keep your eyes open and see your character clearly before deciding. The kind of person who abandons his wife and children for a little food, and turns to social gangsters, can't have it. ”

The girl was smoked by the bad breath in her face, took a step back, and was pulled over by the brute force of the aunt.

"Don't be reckless to save face, Dad is obviously a scumbag, and he still lies in front of his children, it's really hopeless."

Tu Zhouzhou: "......"

You don't have to involve her, a foreigner who came to City B from other provinces to make a living, has no plans to start a family in this city.

Moreover, she watched as the water spilled from the first floor to the fifth floor, and perhaps soon to the fourteenth floor, and there may be no more.

Tu Zhouzhou expressed to her aunt that she wanted to be quiet, and walked alone to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, her long hair covering her red ears, and stared lonely at the stone-sized rain.

The mood of homesickness reached its peak at this moment, and she missed her parents.

Bang! A resounding thunderbolt fell, causing Tu Zhouzhou's body to tremble violently.

The others also subconsciously huddled together to keep warm, and the thunder paused and separated again.

After the aunt eased up, she pouted dissatisfiedly, continued to find the next person, talked about Liu Yun and the building, and asked about the family situation of the person next to her, wanting to have fun.

There is not much "optimistic" gossip like Auntie, and most people are like Liu Yun and Tu Zhouzhou, worried about the future.

The two-meter-high tens of millions of carved artworks, Shen Ruoran took advantage of the shadow position, hid behind, and roughly understood the situation of this building through the chattering aunt.

Some of the people who are now in the building, some of them are the original employees of the building, and some of them are the owners of the surrounding communities or shops.

However, the current rulers of Wantang Mansion are a group of gangsters who have nothing to do before the end of the world and only know how to collect protection money.

When the rainstorm flooded the first floor, the thugs broke in, suppressed the people in the building with knives, forcibly seized the supplies, and collected many people to occupy the land.

On the 7th floor, 16th floor and above, the gangsters have arranged people to guard, 1 stairwell, and 1 elevator entrance.

The 6th floor, which has not yet been flooded, is inhabited, and the 7th to 15th floors are occupied by some old and weak women and children who have no use value.

Further up, rich people with assets of more than one million, handsome guys and beauties with high-quality appearances, and practicing families who are good at fighting, defect to the gangster team to make cattle and horses for their followers.

For the same landlord, the happiness of the tenants (employees) here is very low, and it can be said that there is almost none.

Shen Ruoran praised herself narcissistically in her heart, she was really a good landlord who was sympathetic to the people.

The people on the 13th floor were lifeless, all bowed their heads, sighed, and no one noticed Shen Ruoran.

Inside the 14th floor, there is an aunt who can't be idle, chatting two sentences on the left and two on the right, although the content of the conversation is not what everyone likes to hear, but no one wants to spare energy to deal with her.

Because of the existence of this person, Shen Ruoran was worried that collecting clothes in the past would expose herself, so she temporarily stopped moving.

"I don't know if there will be people upstairs who will change their minds and go downstairs to share our hardships in the next few days. A few days ago, I couldn't stand the drop, jumped off the building and died, when will I come down again, add some popularity to our floor. ”

Hearing this self-talk from the aunt, Shen Ruoran's eyes were shining, and her eyebrows were raised, and the opportunity she was waiting for seemed to have come.

On this floor, it will be easier to hear the news of the "all-round farmer" Lai Yecheng than on the 13th floor, and she also needs to take this opportunity to create conditions for herself to collect clothes.

Shen Ruoran waited for a while, but the aunt didn't say anything useful, untied the tied braid with one hand, deliberately messed up her hair, grabbed the dirty ash on the ground, and patted it on her clothes.

Timidly walked out, with a little crying.

The appearance is pitiful.

"Hello...... Can I just find a place to rest? ”

Sure enough, as Shen Ruoran thought, the first person to look up at her was Aunt Chatter, and before the others could react, the aunt got up, walked next to Shen Ruoran, and walked around her a few times inquiringly.

"What floor did you come down from?" The older man in the crowd asked questions before the aunt.

Shen Ruoran lowered her head and casually covered a floor that was neither high nor low, "It should be the 17th floor......"

If the 17th floor is not suitable, she will say that she remembered wrongly, it should be the 18th floor, giving herself enough room to exculpate.

The aunt held her chin with one hand, and her eyes rolled around suspiciously.

The 17th floor, if she remembers correctly, was a place dedicated to the upper echelons to choose a stumbling girl.

The mouth is faster than the brain, and he blurts out without emotional intelligence: "So you are a young lady for them to have fun?" ”

Shen Ruoran was shocked, it seems that her intuition is not good, how can she make up an identity like this if she makes up a floor at will.

Just about to forcibly explain, saying that he remembered the wrong floor, the old man who came up angrily scolded Shen Ruoran angrily:

"Cai Juanhua, can you have some quality, don't slander other girls casually. The 17th floor is where the maid lives, and the 18th floor is the kind of place. ”

This is the first time that the old man has stopped Cai Juanhua's nonsense, the deep-rooted concept of the older generation, slandering people's chastity, is tantamount to murdering people's lives, and they are outright wicked.

Cai Juanhua turned her head indifferently and glared at the old man, "What if you remember wrong, is a servant better than a prostitute?" It's not a good thing to work for those gangsters, in the old society, it's like a traitor. ”

Shen Ruoran was accused of scolding Huai's head buzzing, if there were not too many people in the building, she would have to collect all the clothes on the 13th-16th floor in a low-key manner, and she didn't want to fight with a group of gangsters and overexpose herself, otherwise she would really have to scold Cai Juanhua.