After enjoying a feast of Chinese food to celebrate their victory, the exhausted group sipped on ice-cold beer, relishing the hard-earned peace.
The sun of the polar day had already tilted to a very low angle, but the sky remained bright.
Old George looked at the twenty-one concrete pillars that had just begun to set, his eyes full of the pride of a craftsman! He stood up, ready to say goodbye.
"Lin, I believe you'll have a beautiful house soon!"
Old George gave Lin Yu'an a hearty pat on the shoulder, his face full of appreciation.
"Next, it's the most tedious maintenance period. Remember what I told you, the strength of concrete is 'nurtured'."
"You'll have to maintain it for at least twenty days, taking care of it like a baby, and don't let it dry too fast."
"Follow the watering frequency and rhythm I discussed with you before, and call me any time if there's a problem."
