This was an old neighborhood tucked away in a corner of Beijiang City.
It was remote and dilapidated with a harsh environment, plus the houses were worn and lacking basic amenities.
So, it had essentially become akin to a slum.
The only upside might be the cheap rent here.
As a result, those living here belonged to the lowest stratum of society.
At that moment.
Xue An and An Yan, along with their two daughters, climbed the stairs and arrived in front of a familiar door.
"Daddy, Mommy, are we going back to our old home to live?" Xiang Xiang and Nian Nian excitedly asked.
"Old home..." Xue An smiled slightly, his lips curling in amusement.
Indeed.
The home of his childhood was long gone. Since his youth, Xue An had left Qingmang Town, leading a nomadic life.
It wasn't until he met An Yan in university and they went back to Beijiang together, renting this old two-bedroom place.
That was when Xue An first felt the sense of home.
And now, he always felt that this was home.
