A dilapidated red brick-tiled house.
A layer of grass has grown on the roof, and there are two small yet already sizeable elm trees on the ridge.
The yard is still just dirt, without any paving of bricks, let alone cement, and there are even some small puddles.
On one side of the courtyard wall, there is a chicken coop covered with green netting, housing about a dozen egg hens, with a thick layer of chicken droppings on the ground.
On the other side, there are two goats, with quite a bit of fodder piled nearby.
Following Li Wanwan into the house, Yang Chen couldn't help but feel a pang of sour emotion in his nose.
The old-fashioned house doesn't have good lighting, and the floor isn't moisture-proof or waterproof. As soon as you enter, a musty smell assaults your nostrils.
The floor inside is also uneven and hasn't even been laid with cement.
There is a wooden sofa in the room, with a natural wood color, the type that carpenters make, and it hasn't even been painted red.
