Chapter Fifty-Nine: Return to Wantang Mansion

Shen Ruoran's destination is the 23rd floor of Wantang Building.

Every time she went to the first floor, she would go in and have a look, wondering how much life had changed here.

Today's building is well managed by Yuan Zhiwei and Tu Zhouzhou led by Chen Lao.

The needle and thread passed through the half-knitted sweater, which felt thick and warm to the touch, Liu Yun lowered her head, blinked her sour eyes a few times, and her lips were dry and cracked for a long time.

patted Huang Xiaoya, who was sitting at her feet and helping to thread the thread, "Nannan, pour a glass of water for your mother, and your mother will take a small sip, don't pour more." ”

Huang Haohua, who was cleaning with a broom, immediately put down the broom in his hand, waved his hand to stop Huang Xiaoya, dug out half of the remaining mineral water from under the bed, poured 100ml of water for Liu Yun, and diligently handed it to her mouth.

"Don't pour so much, hurry up and pour it back, the water resources of the building are effective, and the point you pour is enough for me to drink for a day." Liu Yun chattered angrily.

Huang Haohua seemed to hear the sound of nature, the corners of his mouth were very open, and the whole person was in a state of smirk: Hehe, my wife said 30 words to me at one time.

The wardrobes and shelves on this floor are full of clothes and supplies that the residents of the building have knitted during this time, and the needlework and thread that Shen Ruoran left here are almost used up.

What happened before made all the surviving people in the building cherish their lives extremely much, and they attached great importance to the tasks assigned to them by Shen Ruoran and Elder Chen.

The learning of textile professional knowledge, whether it is a man, a woman, an elderly person, or a child, has been learned over and over again.

They hope to reflect their value in this way, and be worthy of the materials given by Shen Ruoran free of charge.

Mountains of sweaters, hats, socks...... gave Shen Ruoran a big surprise.

Moving up, the building has more meeting rooms and teaching areas than before.

At this time, the teaching area was empty, Shen Ruoran walked in curiously, the small tables and chairs were neatly placed around the blackboard, the notebook and the pen were neatly stacked, and there were two small baskets on the side of the table foot, one of which had scissors, needle and thread, cotton and cloth.

The other one was filled with colorful test specimens.

Shen Ruoran took a closer look and thought it was quite cute.

A blackboard in the center records one of the processes of how to make a down jacket by hand.

The words are not very good-looking, but they are written very large, and they are intimately marked with pinyin, which shows how considerate and meticulous the teaching people are.

"It's quite a taste of life here." Shen Ruoran looked around with satisfaction, and her part-time job and survival building can also be used as a reference.

Especially Bo Zhiya, who is already a college entrance examination candidate this year, should study more and think more.

A few floors above are the dormitories of the building's residents.

Each room is separated, which not only maintains privacy, but also leaves a certain amount of space.

Shen Ruoran remembered that before leaving, this place was urgently cleaned up into a messy chase shop, and now it has a new look, and it is completely impossible to see the appearance of being oppressed.

Women's bedrooms, men's bedrooms, and family bedrooms can all be chosen according to personal wishes.

At the entrance of the 23rd floor, there are two large signs, one on the left and one on the right.

- The office and residence of the management of the building.

——Remember the 24-character values and always remember the kindness of the real ruler of the building.

Shen Ruoran: Thank you for the invitation, but it's a bit of a social death.

Inside, 2 meters away, there is a large sign, which lists the remaining reserves of the building and the daily distribution announcement.

The details are clearly and fairly.

The offices of Chen Lao, Tu Zhouzhou, and Yuan Zhiwei are next to each other, and there is an office and a bedroom of more than 100 square meters opposite.

Then there are the bedrooms for the three, and the back rooms are warehouses for supplies.

A working printer, conveying paper for text sheets, an office with a double door open, and a bowl of cooled dumplings on the left side of the desk.

About 6 of them.

Tu Zhouzhou, sitting on the office chair, sighed with a pen in his mouth.

"Hey, it's been more than a month, and if the managers behind the building don't come again, they won't have anything to eat."

"According to the progress of everyone's needlework, we should be able to use up the wool left by the last manager today, and what work will be arranged for this group of people tomorrow and the day after tomorrow? Only those who have work to do and can't eat enough will not take the initiative to make trouble. ”

Shen Ruoran's footsteps were very soft, Tu Zhouzhou didn't hear the sound, lowered his head, and didn't see anyone coming in.

His eyelashes drooped, his eyes staring at the newly typed form, and he sighed, worried about the building's supplies.

Old man Chen is old, and all the management of the building has been delegated to Tu Zhouzhou and Yuan Zhiwei.

When he has nothing to do, he will go downstairs for a walk, and when he meets someone who plays Go, he will stand aside and watch quietly, and sometimes play a few games.

Occasionally, old friends on the 13th floor would come to see him, and Cai Juan would come over the most.

Shen Ruoran just wanted to knock on the door of Old Man Chen's office, and there was a loud greeting from Cai Juanhua inside.

"Old Chen, under your leadership, the life of the building is really getting better and better, we should think more about entertainment life, like Lao Qi, they rub mahjong at noon is very good."

"I and a few old sisters, I admire you very much, when we lived on the low floors in the past, I felt that you were not ordinary, there was such a filial child, and now it is also relying on the inverter equipment sent by the child, and you have a good time in the rainstorm, very happy."

Old man Chen doesn't eat Cai Juanhua, but he is still very welcome when someone comes to chat with him.

As I get older, I become more and more afraid of being alone.

The ears automatically filtered out Cai Juanhua's sycophants, and Old Man Chen coughed a few times, looking like he knew it in his chest: "Don't think I'm old and can't hear your voiceover, just say, what do you want to do?" (End of chapter)