After leaving the two houses, I didn't go to any other neighborhoods, but went straight to the old man's house.

When she knocked on the door, the man saw it was him and his eyes welled up with tears, as if he had been waiting for her for a long time. He said, "You've finally come."

He Wan was a little confused. How could a man in his thirties or forties cry so easily? "Uncle, it's only been two months since you last came. Have you run out of food?"

"No."

He Wan paused as she entered, and said, "Do you still need food this time? If not, I'll be leaving now?"

"Yes, yes, as long as you like my stuff, you can have whatever you want." The uncle said with a slight smile on his face.

He Wan finally understood. This person was cooped up at home all day and was feeling really bored because no one talked to him.

Upon hearing this, he followed him inside. After closing the door, he asked in confusion, "Uncle, are all the things in the basket in your backyard passed down from your ancestors?"

Seeing that he was only focused on walking inside and not responding to her, He Wan was unsure of his intentions.

She's not a greedy person. If this uncle knew, that's fine. But if he didn't know and sold it to her as junk, he'll regret it later.

She wondered if she should kindly remind him.

In a short while, the two arrived at the backyard. The uncle didn't say what he wanted, just pointed to the basket of things and said nothing more.

He Wan put down the basket on her back and asked, "Uncle, what would you like this time?"

"Anything is fine."

"Well, I see you're all alone, and it's not very convenient for you to cook. How about I give you some noodles, a few pounds of pork, and two packets of brown sugar? I'll also give you a bag of noodles, a bag of rice, a hundred yuan, and some coupons for daily necessities."

He Wan finished speaking and didn't see him respond, so she took it as his agreement.

Then she squatted down and started rummaging through the porcelain pieces. Some were quite large, and some had broken edges. After searching around, she found a plate with a beautiful glaze. Not wanting to take advantage of the uncle, she took out a copper piece from the bottom. It had some intricate patterns on it and was quite pretty.

Just as I was about to turn around and talk to him, I saw the uncle's dark eyes fixed on the copper plate.

He Wan suddenly realized that the uncle knew the value of these bottles and jars.

Looking down at the copper plate in his hand, he wondered if it was very expensive. Just as he was about to put it in, the uncle said, "Take it away. It'll just collect dust here."

At this moment, He Wan didn't need to go back to Bai Muyin for appraisal to know that the copper piece was very valuable: "Uncle, is there anything else you want? I have all the daily necessities here."

The middle-aged man looked at her and smiled, "It's enough to fill your stomach. Come again often."

"Uncle, is there no one to talk to around here?"

The uncle nodded. Perhaps during this period, He Wan was the only one who was willing to talk to him.

He hasn't gone out much in the last two years. If it weren't for the bird at home keeping him company and talking to him, he probably wouldn't know how to talk.

Seeing that he was still wearing the same clothes he wore last time, I said, "I have some fabric here, would you like some?"

The man shook his head: "I'm fine as I am."

"Uncle, this is my second time here. I still don't know your surname. Let me introduce myself. My surname is He. You can call me Brother He."

The man looked up and met her eyes, saying, "You're a lesbian."

He Wan was startled and quickly picked up her basket, becoming alert.

The uncle, fearing that He Wan would leave, quickly said, "My surname is Xu, and my given name is Yan. I won't tell anyone."