Yan Hui's eyes flickered, and he thought of the program he had just seen on TV. He asked, "Is it that funeral?"
Chuchu nodded.
Yan Hui then asked, "Do we need to find a local to accompany us? It might be more convenient that way."
After running around for several days, he had learned some of the local customs. For example, in events like funerals, strangers were generally not allowed to get too close, and the more prominent the families of H country were in this regard, the more stringent they were.
He couldn't stand in the way of Wan Chu'er's actions, so he had to think of ways to facilitate her.
Wan Chu'er couldn't help but smile, "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Yan to find someone to take us there."
Yan Hui shook his head, stepped aside, and made a phone call.
"Let's find a place to wait a moment. There's someone from Andong willing to take us to see."
Wan Chu'er was pleasantly surprised. That was great. If a local person was guiding them, it would be much more convenient.
