"No, I want this place because it's close to where I am now. Alas, to be honest, my wife's ashes are buried here. I just want it to be convenient to visit her in the future!" the old man suddenly showed a hint of tenderness. Ye Chen was obviously stunned, and Fang Fei comforted him, "Sir, your wife's spirit in heaven will surely understand your feelings!"
Afterwards, Ye Chen and Fang Fei bid farewell to the old man. Throughout the morning, they visited several households, facing several rejections. But later, Ye Chen got smarter and pretended to be from the neighborhood committee and made careful inquiries. He got to know the situation of more than a dozen families here. Most of the people staying here were locals and their families were poor; they had nowhere else to go if they moved.
"Ye Chen, it's all investigated now; it's time to eat!" Fang Fei, exhausted, followed behind Ye Chen.
