Rat Alley.
In the somewhat abandoned, rundown alleyways.
Wei He walked forward at an unhurried pace, soon passing through the alley and arriving once more before what had once been the Wei family home.
The Wei family's original little single-story house had now taken on an entirely different appearance.
A vermilion-lacquered gate, white walls, gray tiles; even the sole window had been replaced with a heavy, double-layered anti-theft window carved with decorative patterns.
A heavy bronze lock hung from the gate, while two images of door guardians had been pasted onto the doors.
"Is someone living here?"
Wei He's heart gave a tremble. He immediately thought it might be his eldest sister and parents living here, but on second thought, perhaps Zhen Qi and Second Sister had returned and repaired the old house.
He looked around at the surroundings. The other single-story houses were still in a state of utter decay.
This had originally been a poor slum. Now that the new district had been established and offered quite a few benefits, most of the common folk had immediately been drawn to move there.
After all, there were far more jobs over there. The new district was waiting for renewal in every corner; everything had to be rebuilt.
For the people at the bottom, eating and drinking well were the heart of everything. As for housing, so long as they could scrape by, that was good enough.
Wei He stood motionless before the door for quite a while.
Not long after, a white-haired old man with a bent waist and back slowly emerged from a nearby alley, leaning on his cane as he passed by.
Seeing Wei He standing before the gate, the old man carefully examined his face.
"Young man, are you looking for someone, or...?"
His accent was