Chapter 1180: Seventh Uncle's Son Has Returned!

Seventh Uncle was carrying a big bag of soft, white steamed bread when he and Seventh Grandma slowly made their way back to their own home under the dim streetlights.

In contrast to the lively atmosphere at Song Tan's Home, his decades-old house felt a chill as soon as you stepped into the yard.

The dark yard was empty, and even the lights under the corridor were still those old tungsten bulbs.

The old couple fell into silence.

When Seventh Uncle reached the kitchen and pulled the light cord, the dim glow illuminated the small kitchen. He was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that the steamed buns should go in the fridge.

And the fridge was in the living room.

Seventh Grandma sighed, "This house has been here for decades; it's about time it was torn down."

"Yeah," Seventh Uncle replied wistfully, "but thinking about building a house at our age feels quite unsettling."