Chapter 1000: Can you take me to pick up trash together?

"Finally home, two little kids, so heavy... really tired me." Pushing the cart into the yard, Old Bray closed the door. Ignoring the two little kids in the alley, he found a rocking chair for himself and lay down to rest first. --- In the evening, as the sun set in the west, a silver-red beam of sunlight sprinkled over the entire small courtyard. It looked messy everywhere, unorganized, yet surprisingly warm. Buzzing... It seemed like countless flies were buzzing and flying, the sound wasn't loud but extremely annoying. Cierra had never been so restless sleeping, suddenly she opened her eyes. By now it was already half past six in the evening, the sunlight shone brightly through the beige gauze curtains, making the room exceptionally bright. She slowly opened her eyes, looking at this unfamiliar ceiling. The house was very old, so the plaster on the ceiling had peeled off almost entirely, making her worry that the plaster might suddenly fall and hit her while lying in bed.