"Wang Shanshan, I'm back. It seems those demolition teams won't be returning today. Call me if anything happens."
Grandpa Zhang sat in front of the small temple for a while longer, and seeing that everything was fine, he used his cane to wobble back home.
His home was also within the Guanjiang Residential Complex, an old villa.
Although it was a villa, the interior was very simple, not at all like a wealthy person's home, and there were even signs of water leakage in some areas.
Moreover, three generations of the family lived in this house, a total of five people.
"Dad, you didn't stop the demolition again today, did you? At your age, can't you refrain from making trouble? Besides, this area is old and dilapidated, tearing it down and rebuilding is a good thing. I really don't understand why you old people are against it. It's not like others are trying to take over your houses. You can move back in when it's rebuilt, and you'll live more comfortably in the new complex."
