Meng Yao walked on the cement floor and waved away the flying dust: "The smell in here is too strong, open the window."
Han Mei responded and then walked to the window.
There was a "crack" sound, followed by a sudden "bang" explosion.
Meng Yao withdrew her gaze and hurried towards Han Mei: "What's going on?"
Han Mei's expression was complicated: "The window is cracked."
The already broken window broke into pieces of varying sizes at this moment.
"You're not hurt?"
"No, I just hid back."
Han Mei squatted down and tried to pick up a piece of debris.
Meng Yao hurriedly stopped him: "Wait, you can't just pick it up!"
Han Mei was stunned for a moment, then obediently withdrew his hand.
Meng Yao said: "You will definitely hurt your hands if you pick them up directly. Come on, get up first. I'll go find a broom or something to clean these up."
Han Mei stood up and said, "Thank you for your hard work, senior."
"this is nothing."
While looking for a broom, Meng Yao took a look around the house.
I have to say that the production team was indeed much more merciful this time. Apart from being in tatters, at least there is a place to live. Although the furniture here is covered with dust, it should still be usable after cleaning.
Compared with the previous environment, this period is indeed much more comfortable.
Meng Yao finally found the cleaning tools in a corner of the kitchen.
"Senior, let me do it."
Meng Yao handed over the broom in her hand and said, "I'll go take a closer look at this room."
"Okay." Han Mei agreed.
In addition to a spacious courtyard, this house has four bedrooms and a living room.
Two bedrooms, a kitchen and a living room, I have to say that the program crew has considered it quite carefully.
After arriving at the bedroom, Meng Yao was surprised to find that unlike the shabby living room, it had obviously been cleaned and the bed was clean and tidy.
The tea set standing in the middle of the table is brand new.
Meng Yao got up again and went to another bedroom, which was still decorated in the same way.
"I didn't expect you would prepare so many things. It's a pleasant surprise."
The photographer smiled and said, "We agreed to leave a good impression on you in the last issue."
Meng Yao nodded, and she finally went to the kitchen.
Except for two bedrooms which were cleaned, the rest of the rooms were still as dusty as ever.
Meng Yao lifted the lid of the pot and saw that there was a big crack on the bottom of the pot, which was obviously unusable.
There was only an old stove in the kitchen. Meng Yao took a closer look at it, wondering if the stove could still be used.
After some exploration, Meng Yao was greatly disappointed by the kitchen environment. Almost all the cooking utensils here were unusable because they had been left there for too long.
“Are these no longer usable?”
The photographer held up the camera and shook his head at her, "It probably can't be used."
Meng Yao continued to ask: "Is this the case with the other guests?"
The photographer said nothing this time.
In fact, it didn't matter whether the kitchen could be used or not, after all, she rarely used it. In the previous worlds, there were no kitchens due to limited conditions, but now there were special people in charge of food, so she didn't need to cook by herself.
"I just took a quick look around. Both bedrooms are clean and tidy, with bedding. But the kitchen and..." Meng Yao glanced around: "This living room is run-down and can hardly be used anymore."
Han Mei had already picked up the broken glass. He thought, "In this case, I need to pay more attention to the issue of food."
Meng Yao said nonchalantly: "If you can't do it, go beg in the villages."
"Yan... Senior, are you serious?"
Han Mei paused for a moment, a complicated look on his face.
Meng Yao was delighted by his expression and couldn't help curling her lips: "I was just joking. In this environment, we need to find joy in adversity. Of course... this situation is not that difficult."
Han Mei nodded, her azure eyes becoming more and more crystal clear: "Actually... Actually, I think it's pretty good now."
"Not bad?" Meng Yao thought for a moment: "Is this considered an experience of life? A new experience?"
Han Mei paused and subconsciously avoided Meng Yao's gaze: "No, I think..." His earlobes were stained red and he didn't say anything for a long time.
Meng Yao didn't intend to ask further questions. She looked at the window that had a big hole in it and frowned, "There are the most flying insects in this weather. Let's see if there is anything that can block this part. Otherwise, we will probably be fed by mosquitoes at night."
Han Mei nodded: "Okay."
Han Mei almost obeyed Meng Yao's suggestions and orders.
Finally, I reluctantly took out a thick newspaper from the drawer and pasted it on the wall, which barely blocked out the hot wind outside.
Meng Yao glanced at the newspaper and found that the news was from several years ago.
"I don't know how long we'll be here, so let's clean up the room first. Do you want to clean up the kitchen or the living room?"
Han Mei said: "Leave it all to me."
"Pick one."
Han Mei thought for a moment and said, "Senior, please choose first."
Meng Yao said casually: "Then I'll clean up the living room here."
Han Mei responded and then went to the kitchen.
It has to be said that it is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from extravagance to frugality. Meng Yao, who has not done housework for a long time, has almost lost this ability.
Meng Yao rubbed her slightly sore waist, then resigned herself to her fate and continued cleaning.
After a while, Han Mei came out and put the basin in his hand back to its original position.
He patted the dirt on his hands and took the rag from Meng Yao: "Let me do it, you go and rest over there."
When he saw the slightly messy sofa, he changed his tone: "You should go to the bedroom and rest for a while. I'll call you when you're done."
Meng Yao handed the rag in her hand to him blankly: "You cleaned up really quickly."
Judging from Han Mei's age and status, Meng Yao really couldn't have imagined that Han Mei was so efficient in doing housework.
"Well... I often clean up at home."
"Very good." Meng Yao exclaimed.
This time, Meng Yao witnessed with her own eyes how quickly Han Mei cleaned the house, and she found that he was very efficient and not dragged his feet at all.
She couldn't help but think of some of the negative reviews about Han Mei on the Internet, and she found them more and more ridiculous.
[Giggle: That’s great. My favorites are Yaoyao and Hanmei. They just happen to be in the same group. But my babies actually live in a house like this. I’m really heartbroken and about to cry…]
[Jiangshan: This house is too shabby, it really is a shabby little house!]
[Fu Yeli: I just came over from Meng Qingqing's live broadcast room. I have to say it's really luxurious. The owner of the house is probably the richest man in the village. The configuration is really amazing!]
(End of this chapter)