"Han Lie, how many people are in your family?"
Han Lie might not have eaten pork before, but he'd certainly seen pigs run. He automatically and conscientiously began his report.
"Auntie Zhao, it's just my parents and me at home. Dream City didn't have much in its early years. My grandfather's generation suffered greatly and passed away young. From my parents' generation, only an aunt and a younger uncle are left."
"Oh my! No wonder you're so sensible!"
Han Lie didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
What was this all about?! Was she just praising me for the sake of it?!
Zhao Anni continued, "What's the economic environment like where you live?"
