Li Xiaoran hesitated for a moment before asking, "Where is your home?"
"Pingxi Village outside town," the mutton seller replied.
Luo Cheng knew about this village, so he was interested.
"Your village has many low slopes, right?! Do you use these slopes to nurture sheep?"
"That's right! Sir, you know our village very well!" The man who bought mutton hoked.
"How about this? Leave an address and we'll look for you in your village later!" Luo Cheng said.
"Alright, our house is also very easy to find. It's under the big walnut tree in the innermost part of Pingxi Village! There's no one around. Only our family lives there!" The man told them his address.
When Luo Cheng heard this, he thought of something and suddenly asked, "What's Wu Dahao's relation to you?"
The man was a little surprised to hear Luo Cheng's words.
"Wu Dahao is my uncle! The reason our family feeds sheep to sell is because of my uncle's idea!"
