Luo Xiong was a little embarrassed and explained, "I'm just a little worried. I've heard that the mainland is particularly sensitive about its relations with overseas countries. I'm afraid that if I go back, I won't be able to return to Hong Kong."

Ye Qingqing and Lu Mo chuckled. Lu Mo said, "How could that be? Think about it, if that were really the case, how would we dare come here? Aren't we afraid we wouldn't be able to get back?"

Luo Xiong suddenly realized, "Oh right, you all managed to come. You'll be fine going back, right?"

"Of course it's fine. We've been here several times, and nothing's happened. In fact, many elderly people have returned to their hometowns to settle down and are living very comfortably," Ye Qingqing said with a smile.

She wasn't lying. There were several empty villas in the old lady's neighborhood. Two of them were sold last year. The buyers were overseas Chinese who were old and missed their hometown. They wanted to return to their roots and settled down there.

The buyers of the two villas were an elderly couple around the same age as Luo Xiong. After returning home, they planted flowers and vegetables in the yard, went out for walks, and danced some senior disco. They lived a very carefree life.

Luo Xiong was very interested. "Can I really go back to live there? Do I need to transfer my household registration? Do I need to report to the neighborhood committee every month?"

"You don't need to do anything. The policies are very lenient right now. Don't think about settling down yet. Go back for a trip whenever you have time. If you go back, just tell me, and I'll take you sightseeing and show you what the situation is like in your hometown now." Ye Qingqing couldn't help but chuckle.

Information between the two sides of the strait is not readily available, so it's no wonder that people here are still terrified of the mainland. No amount of talk can compare to seeing it with their own eyes. Ye Qingqing could tell that Luo Xiong genuinely wanted to return to his hometown.

Luo Xiong was itching to do it, but he couldn't make a decision. He couldn't help but look at his daughter. He was an optimistic and easy-going man, but he didn't have much of his own opinion and his abilities were mediocre. That's why his wife looked down on him and ran off with a rich man. Princess Luo started managing the household when she was only ten years old. She made all the decisions, big and small. Luo Xiong was happy to relax and gave all his salary to his daughter, becoming a hands-off manager.

Perhaps it was Luo Xiong's free-range parenting style that raised the independent, strong, capable, and shrewd Princess Luo!

Princess Luo smiled and said, "Miss Ye is right. Father, you can go back and take a look first. If you feel it's suitable and want to settle down, that's fine with me."

Luo Xiong chuckled and said, "I'll discuss it with your uncle later. If you want to go back, we can go back together."

Luo Yonglan joked, "My grandpa can't wait to go back. He speaks the dialect of his hometown even in his dreams, and he says that nothing tastes as good as the food from his hometown. He's been getting worse and worse these past few years."

Luo Xiong sighed, "You children don't understand. The older you get, the more homesick you become. You dream about the food from your hometown. Sigh!"

He had no idea how much he missed the small soup dumplings and porcelain rice balls from his hometown, with some preserved vegetables, half a fried dough stick, and a squeeze of white gauze—oh my… the taste was absolutely amazing.

In particular, the porcelain rice balls made by an old lady in their alley were the best he had ever eaten. Unfortunately, he hadn't tasted them for fifty years, and the old lady must have passed away long ago.

Luo Xiong was overjoyed to see his fellow villagers and insisted that Ye Qingqing and the others stay for lunch. He cooked the meal himself and even called Luo Yonglan to the kitchen to help. Only Luo Wangfei, Ye Qingqing, and the others were in the living room.

"Was the murderer who killed the Gong family connected with the government at the time?" Lu Mo asked.

Princess Luo paused for a moment, then nodded. "My grandfather investigated and found that it was related to a high-ranking official in the government at the time, because this official's best colleague was assassinated by someone sent by the Gong family."