Fang Zheng suggested: "It's better to invite Aunt Zhang over and have a meal with me."

"good!"

Zhang Chuwu was very happy and slapped his thighs and said, "Wait, I have a few white radish and lettuce there. Well, bring a few more pancakes, but it's a pity that there is no wine."

"It's not that troublesome to have a meal."

Fang Zheng smiled and shook his head.

In this way, on the first day he settled down here, he had a meal with his neighbors.

Fang Zheng was also happy when someone accompanied him to talk.

…………

It was the end of Youth when we saw off the Zhang family and his son.

Fang Zheng inserted into the outer door and turned around, facing the empty courtyard alone.

Looking at the dim oil lamp lights in the main hall, he was stunned again.

I don’t know how long it took, but a long sigh rang out, and Fang Zheng slowly walked towards the main hall.

Before going to bed, he had one more thing to do.

Burn clothes!

The clothes he wore were given to him by the Ghost House last night. Even if the material was good, he felt a thorn in his heart when he wore them.

I thought about selling it, but my thoughts were wiped out in an instant.

I don’t know if this thing is clean or not, but it’s burned.

While the fire under the stove had not yet been completely extinguished, Fangzheng set up a fire and put the clothes on it.

"Crack..."
Chapter completed!