The alley here is rather narrow, cars cannot drive in, the three people walked and inquired simultaneously, and managed to hear some news.
The atmosphere here is clearly different, brimming with ancient style and charm, no skyscrapers, all are gray-bricked and tiled courtyard houses, one next to another.
The three of them roamed through the streets and alleys, passed through a residential area, stopped at the entrance of a red-painted large door, looked at the red number next to the door, compared it with the number in their hand, ensuring it was the same place, Beisitian looked at Luo Xudong with delight.
Luo Xudong gently patted Beisitian's head, although he looked at the red-painted door with some anxiety, noting that those residing here are definitely not ordinary citizens, most are old cadres, including both retired and active ones, the quarters of the military staff arranged here evidently not wanting any publicity.
Thus, for them to enter might be somewhat challenging.
