The Ghost Infant in the Dream (1)

The aunt's question left me speechless, and I could only patiently explain.

The demolition office's deadline for completing all demolition work is the end of the year, meaning there are still six months left.

However, these six months only cover all property owners in the demolition area signing their contracts, and do not include the subsequent moving, construction, and other tasks.

In past demolition projects in Minqing City, we've almost always encountered "nail households." Signing contracts and moving out are two different things.

Some property owners aren't interested in the moving fees and rental subsidies provided by the government during demolition. They prefer to stay in their old houses and only consider moving after their new homes are registered and renovated.

Besides this kind of stubbornness, normally, the moving process doesn't start that quickly.

I explained the demolition plan and policies one by one.

By the end of the briefing session, my throat was dry.

The five of us returned all the various materials and documents to the demolition office, had dinner, and then went home.

It was already eight o'clock when I got home.

With the college entrance examination approaching, my sister has become increasingly nervous lately. Her schedule is tight, her mind is tense, and she's in the final sprint stage.

My parents and I are now prioritizing everything around her.

I tiptoed into the house. Dad was watching TV in the living room, and Mom was watching videos in the bedroom. Both had their volume turned down to the lowest setting.

As I closed the door, I still made a slight noise.

A moment later, my sister came out of her bedroom.

"Brother, you're back."

I looked at her; she didn't seem upset.

"Yeah. You're studying, right? Did I disturb you?" I asked.

"No way! You guys