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On a sunny day in late spring and early summer, the sun was shining brightly, and steam was rising from the moist ground. Everything was fluttering and changing in this intangible steam. As soon as the bell rang for work, the staff in each group room became busy. Everyone is very excited because they have to move today and leave this resentful courtyard-style ancestral hall. The ground in the ancestral hall is wet all year round, especially during Huangmei Tian. The ground is wet, just like the open water on the ground. If you step on it, there will be a "goo" sound. When it rains heavily, everyone has to carry their leather shoes and wade through the water to enter the office. Can you not complain? The original ownership unit of the ancestral hall was a local hospital, which served as a ward. It is said that people died in every room. In fact, in Shanghai, among the old bungalows built for hundreds of years, which one has not had someone die? This is especially true in Pudong.
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