In small towns, there were not many migrants, and the streets were mostly inhabited by old neighbours who had known each other for decades. If a newcomer came, it only took about three days for everyone on the street to know about them.
So, it was not surprising for the police to find their way here.
At first glance of the police, Yan Fei indeed felt a moment of tension. However, before the two policemen could spot him, he quickly regained his calm.
This calm came firstly from the fact that his own uncle was a policeman, so he had a reasonable understand of them. Secondly, he had already prepared a plan in his heart for such an event.
He walked in as if nothing had happened, smiled at the two policemen, turning to his mother Lin Xiumei, who was looking a bit upset: "Mom, got guests? I just caught two fish in the river, why don't you cook them later?"
Yan Chao who was nestled in Lin Xiumei's arms got excited when he heard about the fish: "We're having fish!"
