After eating, it was getting late, so Meng Yunhan heated some water for old man Zhao.
"Dad, you should go back to your room and sleep. You must be tired from riding the train for several days. Have a good sleep tonight, and we'll go look for a house tomorrow."
Old man Zhao, of course, had no objections. He handed over Little Huzi to Meng Yunhan and went back to his room.
After a day's search, Meng Yunhan finally found a decent house. Most houses at the time were siheyuan courtyard-style homes.
There were two to three families living in this siheyuan. Apart from a somewhat inconvenient lavatory, everything else was fine.
Meng Yunhan went out to shop.
Her space came in handy at this time.
She took out grains and other food directly from her space, as well as some vegetables, and even bought a couple of chickens that laid eggs, along with some dishes and chopsticks.
"Hanhan, why did you bring chickens home?"
