He wore a straw hat, and his attire was entirely that of a farmer.
On the tricycle, there was a large pile of straw, but it wasn't clear what he was doing with it.
He walked to one of the houses with the door closed, then the old man went over, took out a bunch of keys from his pocket, and opened the door.
Then, he pushed the tricycle back inside. Due to the angle, once he entered the yard, they couldn't see what was happening inside from that angle.
The two of them turned back and exchanged a glance; at that moment Ye Chen noticed a very distinct action.
When reaching for the key, he habitually placed his hand on his chest, then touched it briefly before quickly moving his hand to his waist to retrieve the key.
Ye Chen really felt this person was strange. If he were a normal person here, where would the key be kept? Shouldn't he know?
"Anying, what do you think of this?"
