"Uncle Lu hasn't come now. You two come in and talk. I'd like to hear what the situation is."

Xiang Nuanyang felt that the impulse yesterday was too expensive, so he learned a lot today.

"That's right. We are from the No. 7-loft banmen shop. We came to this city from afar and did some small business to support our family. There is an old lady on the fifth floor of my house who throws garbage downstairs every now and then." The woman had a foreign accent, afraid that Xiang Nuanyang would not be able to hear clearly, so she said it very slowly.

It sounds like a reasonable person.

It seems that they are migrant workers from other places, and the couple opened such a board shop.

"We have also found old ways to report this garbage throwing, but it will always be restored to its original state in two days. Today I threw things down again. Girl, how about you, we open the door to do business, and there is always garbage at the door? Are you a customer, would you like to enter such a store?"

The woman's words are organized and the man does not say anything, and it seems that he agrees with the woman's statement.

Xiang Nuanyang was impatient and was ready to move again. He suffered a loss yesterday and had to remember more today. So she said, "Let's do this, let's go to the store door with you and I'll go upstairs to find out the situation."

"Okay, come with us, little girl, please trouble you." The couple in Banmen walked in front and led the way for Xiang Nuanyang.

Xiang Nuanyang was in a little refreshing mood. After all, this was the first person she had met who could talk about the situation calmly.

The balance in her heart couldn't help but tilt a little towards these two people.

Building No. 7 does not guard the main road, but the location is not tilted. There are several tables placed outside near the door, so the business should be good.

But the dripping traces of garbage were very obvious against the table placed outside.

"Is this all thrown upstairs?" Xiang Nuanyang frowned.

Could it be that the Bannong family was jealous of the good business and threw it out on purpose?

Or is it because of the poor quality and completely ignore the lives and deaths of the people downstairs?

After all, throwing objects from high altitude is not only a matter of quality, but also an illegal act. You can hold them accountable if you catch them.

Xiang Nuanyang asked, "Brother, sister-in-law, do you know which one is on the fifth floor? I'll go up and ask, and it's just right to help you deal with it."

When the woman heard this, she quickly reported the other party's door sign, "Little girl, I'll bother you, we really have no choice."

Looking at the reasonable and gentle and weak look of Banmen's sister-in-law, a sudden urge to protect her suddenly rose in Xiang Nuanyang's heart. She slapped her chest, "Sister-in-law, don't feel uncomfortable. I promise that from today, no one will throw garbage down on the fifth floor again!"

Just a little bit, can I still make you, a morally corrupt person, bully others? It doesn’t exist!

I'll go upstairs to meet this unqualified person for a while!

While brewing words, she went upstairs, thinking to herself that she must show off the uneven road, so that she can calm down these incompetent people.

As she walked, she found that the stairs in the old corridor were uneven and several stairs were incomplete and needed repair. The metal handrails of the stairs were also shaking. It felt like they would be pushed down and fell downstairs with a little effort.

The smell of the corridor gradually became unpleasant. Not only was it bad, but it was even a little pungent. Xiang Nuanyang covered his nose and looked up disgustedly, "Who is it? Why is it smelling of rotten and moldy in garbage?"

Xiang Nuanyang, who walked to the fifth floor, was a little panting. Looking at the sour and smelly garbage bag in front of the door, she suppressed her disgust and knocked on the door of the house, "Dongdongdongdongdong!"

"Is anyone at home? I am Xiang Nuanyang, the newcomer to the community. Is anyone here?" With the attitude of being courteous and then being soldier, her tone was still very kind.

A sound came from inside the house, "Hey, hey! Child, the door is not locked, you opened it as soon as you pulled it, there was a lot of garbage on your mouth, so click into the house slowly."

Hearing a faint response, Xiang Nuanyang pressed the door handle, and sure enough, with a slight pull, the door opened.

The smell in the house is not much better than outside. This is a typical one-and-half-bedroom apartment in the old building. The bathroom is facing the door, and there are also various debris piled up inside.

The people inside the room were a little embarrassed. She shouted faintly inside: "Child, come in and sit quickly. Grandma's legs and feet are inconvenient and can't get out. Don't mind."

The old voice was kind and a little helpless.

Xiang Nuanyang weighed his feet, found a place to settle out of all kinds of debris, and moved into the big house.

An old man, with gray hair scattered on his shoulders, was obviously in the summer, but he was wearing a pair of velvet pants, and his pants were stained with dirt. It looked like he hadn't washed for a long time.

Only those eyes were not turbid at all, with clearness and kindness.

The old lady tried to go down to the ground with her hand, but she was stiff and unable to move. She smiled awkwardly, "Child, the grandma's legs were broken some time ago. She used to be able to walk, but now it's a bit inconvenient."

Xiang Nuanyang had been brewing all kinds of indignant remarks, but the moment he saw this old lady, he collapsed and couldn't use a single word. How could he blame an old man who couldn't even get off the bed? She couldn't do it.

Her words stuck in her mouth turned around in her head, and finally turned into, "Grandma, our leader asked me to come over and ask, do you have any difficulties in life?"

After saying that, she wanted to slap herself. How could she have such great ability? Even if her grandmother talked about her difficulties, she couldn't solve them. She was talking nonsense again.

"Child, grandma has received too much help from you. I can eat and wear well now. Thanks to the minimum living allowance you helped me apply for, I can no longer cause trouble for your community. Grandma is good at everything, no need to help, it is good, it is good."

When Xiang Nuanyang saw the grandmother's appearance, a sense of unreasonable sadness spread, as if he had seen the thin girl eating raw noodles in the broken adobe house more than ten years ago...

She quickly sniffed, held back her tears, and changed into a standard warm sun-like smile, "Don't be polite to me, grandma, I'll make the decision by myself, I'll help you clean up the house first. What about you, just tell me where to put it."

"Child, stop doing it, the room is too dirty." Grandma's voice was a little sad, but she insisted not to let Xiang Nuanyang work.

Xiang Nuanyang is not the one who can be obedient by letting you stop. She started her own actions every now and said while cleaning up, "Grandma, you broke it, why don't you look for us?"

The old lady shook her head and looked at Xiang Nuanyang's busy figure and tears appeared in her eyes. She raised her hand covered with old-spots and wiped her tears, "I don't want to cause trouble for you. People who step into the coffin with one foot cannot always put a burden on society."

Her words made Xiang Nuanyang feel very uncomfortable. This old lady must have been a strong person when she was young.

Xiang Nuanyang was moving very quickly, and his busy figure flashed around the room. In a short while, the windows of the small house were cleaned.

Then she fed water, wiped the old lady's face and hands, and finally combed her hair to the end.

The old lady looked at the brand new home, and tears finally flowed, "Child, I know you came to the bag of garbage downstairs for today, but I didn't expect you to take care of me like this."

Xiang Nuanyang did not bring up the bag of garbage again, but the old lady spoke slowly:

"I am old, and my wife left early. I have been pulling my son with my life. Who would have thought that another white-haired man would come to see him off. When my son died, it is not easy for my daughter-in-law to take care of the child. When he met someone who knew the cold and hot, he left."

The old lady breathed a sigh of relief and continued:

"Half a year ago, I was in good health and could go downstairs, buy vegetables and throw garbage and so on. Later, the handrail of the stairs broke down. When I went downstairs, I accidentally injured my legs. In the end, I had no choice but to pile them in the corridor, thinking about getting the legs back and throwing them away. I didn't expect that the legs wouldn't be better, causing you trouble."

She felt guilty, "I didn't mean to do what happened today. There was a trash can opposite the board. I thought about it and could throw it down a little bit. As a result, it fell at the door of someone else. After all, I was causing trouble for him."

The old lady stroked a photo frame at hand and said, "It would be great if my grandfather was still there. When people get old, they know how to be less and companion for their husbands and husbands." It was a family photo, and the three on top smiled happily.

Xiang Nuanyang's heart stinged again, and she changed the topic, "Grandma, the owner of the Bannian Store downstairs came to me, but they didn't know your situation. If you know, it should be understandable. If you can trust me, I will help you deal with this problem!"

The old lady looked at Xiang Nuanyang and responded tremblingly: "Silly child, how can I not trust you?"

"Then I'll do my own thing!" Xiang Nuanyang took the last bag of garbage to the door, turned around and smiled.
Chapter completed!