Chapter 392: Catching the Scene

Days drift by; in the blink of an eye, another day passes.

Zhang Cuie takes out a set of keys to her family's home, which is not very big.

A three-bedroom, one-living-room layout with shared common area space amounts to one hundred square meters, feeling a bit cramped.

But to have a house in such a location is all thanks to the demolition of their old family house.

Although the community houses many residents, a hefty number, like her, relies on family-demolished properties to move in.

Her nearly thirty-year-old only son is still playing games in his room, neither seeking work nor bringing home a wife.

As his mother, the worry she's carrying is beyond words.

"I'm telling you, can't you do something more substantial than just playing games all day!"

"Playing games is my job, how can it not be something serious?"

Her son is a bit chubby, standing 175cm tall and weighing at 190kg.