The old woman saw it and curled her lips dissatisfiedly: "What are you doing? I look down on me, an old lady who picks up garbage?"

James waved his hand quickly and smiled and said, "No, there is nothing."

The old woman said proudly: "Don't look at me like this, I am a landlord. My husband sold the house in the Tokyo Metropolitan District, and bought a villa in the suburbs of Tokyo and Osaka City, and then bought dozens of acres of forest land as a resort in the countryside of Aomori Prefecture."

"It's a pity that the resort has not opened, my husband died of depression, and I am reluctant to sell the house."

"I didn't have a job when I was young, and I didn't want to buy any commercial insurance at that time. Now I don't have a pension, so I naturally have no income. I can only rely on picking up garbage to make a living."

When the old woman said it at the end, she felt her life experience and couldn't help but shed tears.

James and Hideichi Akai were really speechless. This was a poor and rich man.

"Okay, let's not talk, I'm leaving." The old woman wiped her tears, "We will see you at the Junbayama Bus Station in Hachioji City the night after tomorrow, and that's it."

James remembered a question, "Hey, old lady, your name is..."

"I won't tell you, so as not to tell the police, just call me old lady." The old lady dragged her garbage truck and walked slowly.
Chapter completed!