After throwing all the piles of rags and debris into the garbage dump downstairs, Li Mengnan took the bucket, mop and other cleaning tools he received from the logistics office and started cleaning the entire room.
Once the most troublesome garbage is disposed of, the remaining dust will not be a big problem.
As a child born in a rural area, Li Mengnan was able to run dozens of miles of mountain roads at the age of eight. He overturned a wild boar with his bare hands at the age of sixteen. The workload of cleaning his dormitory was not stressful for him, but it only took a lot of time.
Take some time.
Li Mengnan used a broom to sweep the thick layer of loose soil out of the house. He carried a bucket to the water room and fetched a bucket of water. Just as he was about to clean the window sill, a long Peking Opera tune rang out from his cell phone thrown on the bed.
"Mother--!"
Li Mengnan grabbed the bed railing like a dexterous ape, turned over and sat cross-legged on the bed board of the upper bunk, and quickly connected the phone before the music behind him started playing.