Early the next morning, Li Xiangyang came to Yang Dingbang's home. The two of them went to the Public Security Bureau, checked out a truck, and parked it in front of Lin Lan's house.
The Yang family kinsmen all went to Yang Dingbang's house to help load the usable furniture, as well as various pots and jars, onto the truck.
Lin Lan, Yang Liying, and a few others helped the old woman put the chickens, ducks, and geese into cages, which they then carefully loaded onto the truck.
The old woman gazed at the house she had lived in for decades, wiping away tears, reluctant to leave.
Yang Dingbang approached on his crutch and put an arm around his grandmother. "Don't be sad. Yucai Road isn't far from here. If you get homesick, we can come back for a visit." He paused before adding, "The chickens and ducks are already on the truck. Over there, we've built a henhouse, a duck pen, and a goose pen. We even started a vegetable garden. Living there will be just the same as living here!"
