Miao Miao's house was located at the outermost part of the village. There was no one within 200 meters of it, only a lonely house standing there.
The house was an ordinary cement house. From the structure of the outside, it could be seen that it was two small houses next to each other.
When he reached the door, the door opened with a creak. A dim yellow light came out from inside. It was obvious that the light was not strong.
"Miaomiao is back." An old man's hoarse voice came from the door.
"Grandma, I'm back." Tian Miao's cheerful voice rang, and she quickened her pace, quickly reaching the door.
Once they reached the door, the person who was originally facing away from the light suddenly became clear.
An old man in double-layered clothes stood at the door. He had white hair, a slightly hunched back, and a kind smile on his face. Although he was thin and weak, he looked in good spirits.
