A middle-aged man in his forties or fifties came out of the yard on the left. He had a rosy complexion, medium build, and a strong physique, which was quite striking in today's streets and alleys where people were generally sallow and thin, with clothes covered in patches.
Zhou Xiaozheng guessed this must be the male owner working at the Meat Union Factory next door; it seemed he had been secretly supplementing himself well.
Seeing Zhou Xiaozheng outside, he walked towards him with a smile, calling out from afar, "Comrade, did you buy this yard? When is your family moving over?"
Zhou Xiaozheng looked at the person approaching, extended his hand for a shake, and said, "I've been so busy these days, once we're settled, we'll move in. Are you the neighbor next door? What's your surname?"
