Li Chengqian slightly arched his hands, and with the old man's flattered expression, he walked straight into a small shabby house.

"Little noble man, this is an old man's house. It's quite dirty inside. Please be careful, noble man."

Behind him, the old man said quickly.

"No problem!"

Over the past few days, Li Chengqian no longer paid much attention to the issue of whether it was dirty or not.

It is said to be a small shabby house, but it is really a small shabby house.

Inside, there was a stove made of earth, with a broken pot on it.

There were a few sticks of firewood stuck in the stove hole, and the fire was burning, which brought some warmth to the cold dilapidated house.

On one side of the stove is an earthen kang.

However, the kang was only covered with straw mats on both sides, and above it was a layer of tattered linen.
Chapter completed!