"Boom!"
With the relentless operation of the excavator, the old house that held half of Song Youde's lifetime of memories finally collapsed swiftly.
As the sound echoed, a haze of dust swirled around and Song Tan quickly stepped back two steps, "Grandpa, don't look!"
However, Song Youde sighed, "Just a little more, just a little more..."
It wasn't really about looking or not, but the construction site was busy with workers and cluttered with materials, and considering Song Youde's old age, what if there was an accident?
Not just him, even grandma, who was eagerly anticipating the new house, would occasionally come over to take a look.
Unable to persuade them, Song Tan thought that she still had to find something for the elderly couple to do!
