On Xiao Feng Mountain.
Inside the ancestral home, the Feng Family Ancestral Hall from Yang City had already been relocated, with all the ancestral tablets taken to the new hall.
A pickup truck dragging construction materials stopped on the open ground outside.
A bare-chested middle-aged man got out of the truck.
"Mute Uncle! I've brought the stuff for you!"
After shouting loudly, he saw the door slightly ajar and heard some noise inside, so he pushed the door and walked in.
He often brought things up the mountain for Mute Uncle, and this time Mute Uncle had sent him a message asking for some construction materials, which he purchased and brought up.
It wasn't much; he managed to haul it all up in one trip.
He had wondered if Mute Uncle was planning to fix up the house, but once he entered, he understood.
"This room's been cleared out?"
After helping with deliveries several times, he knew that this room used to be an ancestral hall.
