Once inside the residential compound, there wasn't a soul in sight, not even a cat or dog; it was eerily quiet.

"This neighborhood is so quiet, has no one moved in yet?" Chen Hong asked Zhou Yi curiously.

Zhou Yi laughed, "What nonsense are you thinking about now? This residential compound is basically full."

There's no one here at this time; the adults have probably gone to work, and the children have gone to school.

"Then why can't we see the elderly or children who aren't in school?"

It's so quiet in broad daylight; it's kind of eerie.

Zhou Yi: "After all, they are military family members, so everyone is very well-mannered and no one makes a fuss."

The neighborhood gets lively around the time people get off work and school in the afternoon.

The children come downstairs to play after finishing their homework, and the elderly also come downstairs for a walk and a chat.

After talking for almost twenty minutes, Chen Hong finally followed Zhou Yi to the house that had been allocated to their family.

This is an old building without an elevator. Their family was assigned to the east-facing unit on the third floor, which is a good floor.

Upon entering the house, one sees ordinary off-white floor tiles on the floor, some of which have turned yellowish, indicating that they have been used for several years.

The walls were snow-white, clearly freshly painted, and the furniture was simple and elegant, probably newly purchased.

Chen Hong looked at each room and found them to be alright!

The house is not big, only about 70 square meters, with two bedrooms, a master bedroom and a secondary bedroom. The master bedroom is about 20 square meters and has a small bathroom.

The second bedroom is about 13 or 14 square meters. In addition to a bed that is 1.5 meters wide, Zhou Yi thoughtfully placed a wardrobe and a desk in it.

The wall above the desk has a whole row of bookshelves, and there are storage cabinets under the bed.