Come up quickly!"

"Hey!" The three girls downstairs responded in unison.

Was it originally called this?

Wei Ran muttered secretly, but at the same time he also knew that the three sisters most likely did not have this name originally.

When the three girls ran up, Andy walked into the bedroom in a hurry. He just closed the door ajar to prevent Wei Ran from peeking. While changing clothes, he said, "Put aside what you are doing first, and let's put this aside together."

Please clean up and downstairs."

"This little devil has surrendered. It's time to sweep away the bad luck!" One of the three girls said happily.

"Wei Ran, please help too." Andy, who was still changing clothes in the room, said loudly.

"Yes." Wei Ran, who was standing by the balcony to avoid suspicion, immediately responded.

Soon, Andy, who had changed his clothes, walked out of the room while wrapping a scarf on his head. He took Wei Ran and the three girls with him, starting from the third floor, floor by floor, room by room, and started cleaning.

Work.

While they were busy, Qiushi and Yang Ma also bought back abundant ingredients, called Uncle Meng for help, and the three of them started preparing in full swing in the kitchen on the first floor.

Taking the opportunity of cleaning, Wei Ran also had the opportunity to take a look in the basement and the hidden printing room.

Not to mention the basement, the stage and sofas were still in place, but a lot of dust had inevitably fallen.

In contrast, the underground printing room remains the same as before. The only change is that on the vermilion iron door entering the printing room, a piece of Xinhua Daily published on August 10, 1945 is firmly pasted.

——"Accept the Potsdam Declaration and Japan's unconditional surrender!"

Not only that, the printing room where no one was hiding seemed to be still running. This could only be guessed from the various leaflets that had not yet been sent out after printing.

Of course, there is one more thing in this printing room - a British B2 radio station that was seized from the opium den on the dock!

The difference is that this radio seems to work without leaving the printing room. The antenna extending from the vent is connected to the radio, and there is also a car battery placed on the table where the radio is placed.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, the small courtyard was carefully cleaned upstairs and downstairs, inside and outside, with everyone busy.

After cleaning up, everyone, including the children with the same hatred, took a bath and changed into new clothes. Even the big parrot had its mouth and paws pinched by Wei Ran and soaked it in the basin for a good warm bath.

Water bath.

After a lot of busy work, except for the exhausted children who were running around and wanted to eat on time, the others all agreed to skip dinner and just put a few pastries on the table like they did at noon.

"When will the lady come back?"

Beside the fireplace on the first floor, Mother Yang brought a pot of strong tea and asked in a low voice with suppressed joy.

"It's late at night"

Wei Ran whispered, "You and Uncle Meng, why don't you go back and take a nap first."

"Hey! I'm getting older, so I don't get much sleep." Uncle Meng lit the cigarette pot, "Besides, can you still sleep at this time?"

"That's what Uncle Meng said."

Qiushi said expectantly while pouring tea for everyone, "I didn't expect Miss and the others to come back so early."

"You girl, I'm afraid it's not just Sister Meixiang you're looking forward to, right?"

Andy, who was also fuming, smiled and joked, "I see, this Qiushi misses Canhua."

"That's not good," Yang's mother joked with a smile.

"You all know how to laugh at me!" Qiushi curled her lips but was not angry. The look of expectation on her little face became even stronger.

As everyone chatted and endured, the sky outside the window became darker and darker, and stars gradually appeared in the sky. But everyone sitting by the fireplace was more energetic than the other.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Andy coaxed the children with the same hatred to go upstairs to sleep, and the tea on the table on the first floor was replaced with a new pot.

At nine-thirty in the evening, Andy, who had coaxed his enemy to sleep, quietly went downstairs and sat on the chair next to the table again.

"Why haven't you arrived yet?" Yang Ma said uneasily, "Wei Ran, why don't you go pick me up?"

"I don't even know where they are coming from, how can I pick them up?" Wei Ran spread his hands helplessly.

"Oh! That's right!"

After Yang's mother finished speaking, she stood up and said, "No, no wait, Lao Meng, let's go stir-fry those vegetables! They'll be back as soon as they're done."

"Don't panic"

Uncle Meng was patient enough, "There are only a few dishes that can be fried right now. When they come back, let's start the cooking without delay. If we cook it so early, it will still be hot when they don't come back later. It will be hot in and out of time."

It doesn’t taste good.”

"That's right." Ma Yang sat down again while holding her apron, poured herself another cup of warm tea that was already tasteless and colorless, and drank it in one gulp.
Chapter completed!