Without a good mood, Sun Cheng immediately spent 7 yuan to buy two burgers and a hot dog in a fast food restaurant here in Tangbu, and settled his own dinner.

Returning to the bookstore again, he plans to stay here for the last night tonight.

As soon as he entered the farm space, Sun Cheng found a large bag from the items purchased during the day and opened it.

It was a double air mattress for outdoor use. After filling the air with the provided foot-stand-style inflatable cylinder, he put the air mattress on the open space and lay on it. He squinted his eyes and looked at Haori, who was hanging above the sky in the farm space. He only felt that this was life.

Not to mention anything else, the air quality in this farm space, which is thousands of square meters, is much fresher than that in the Tangbu outside.

Moreover, the temperature has always been constant at over twenty degrees. Sleeping here without even covering the quilt. Waking up after sleeping is really like washing three warmth, just one word - cool!

More than a month has been enough for Sun Cheng to explore the golden fingers that are almost the same as the mobile game he played in his previous life.

Although the US government's strict traceability and control over agricultural product sales, he could not find a way to sell farm products.

But it doesn't mean that Sun Cheng's golden finger is useless. At least in his opinion, it's pretty good to use it as a private villa.

After spending more than 1,600 dollars today, except for the five thousand left by Catalia, he was almost defeated by Sun Cheng.

"When I get rich in the future, I will buy a luxury RV and put it in the farm space! I will pick another piece of land and plant only some flowers. That day, just thinking about it will make me feel perfect!"

The United States has a vast land and a sparse population. It has a developed economy, a large number of middle-class people and a high income. Almost every family in this country has a car, which is convenient for picnics and traveling at any time.

In the United States, RVs have long formed a culture.

It only takes a few thousand dollars to buy a cargo space of more than ten square meters. It looks similar to a container box and has a simple kitchen and bathroom towing RV inside.

If you are willing to spend money, all kinds of luxury RVs with full functions are really available in this country where RVs and tourism culture are popular.

Unfortunately, Sun Cheng, who has no money for the time being, can only think about it.

Before I knew it, I fell asleep on the air mattress bed. When I woke up, it was ten o'clock the morning the next day.

After using the toiletries I had prepared before in the farm space, I briefly handled my personal hygiene.

Sun Cheng left the farm space again and returned to the real world.

It took some time and carefully cleaned the empty bookstore.

After taking a last look at the empty bookstore, Sun Cheng immediately closed the door.

If nothing unexpected happens, he will not come to this place again in the future.

There are many places to eat breakfast in Tangbu, and there are all kinds of Chinese breakfasts.

He used the last change from his body, drank a bowl of oil tea and ate a few buns, and then he walked towards the [Rice Field Apartment] with satisfaction.

As soon as the person turned into the alley, Sun Cheng saw the [Rice Field Apartment] where there was already a sorrow and joy.

Thinking of the scene I saw at the door of the [Zhang Family Xia Guocai] store yesterday, his good mood also faded a lot.

As soon as I arrived downstairs of the apartment, a voice stopped him.

"Acheng is back, here..."

Sun Chengxun looked at the second floor of the apartment and saw several Chinese men chatting. One of the middle-aged men with a somewhat bald face saw him, and it was him who waved to him.

He had digested the memory of his predecessor and recognized the other party's identity.

He quickly walked up to the second floor, and asked politely at the bald middle-aged man with a solemn expression: "Uncle Ming, what's the matter with me?"

There are many spontaneous community organizations in the United States, which are responsible for organizing activities, coordinating community relations, and helping the government maintain management.

The person he respectfully called Uncle Ming was the head of a community in Tangbu nearby, and the person in charge of [Rice Field Apartment].

After his predecessor's parents were shot and killed a few years ago, he organized everyone in the apartment to help his predecessor hold his parents' funeral.

So Sun Cheng showed enough respect for both emotion and reason.

Uncle Ming’s real name is Zhao Ziming, and he is one of the few first-generation immigrants in the apartment.

He was quite enthusiastic, stopped talking to several people around him, and asked Sun Cheng: "I heard from Xiaoying that you know everything about Uncle Zhang?"

Sun Cheng nodded. Chen Ying personally went to the police last night. Although he did not disclose the case to him, he saw the body bag and had guessed what was happening in the store.

"Why!"

Uncle Ming sighed, "Uncle Zhang was busy in the store yesterday, and suddenly he had a cerebral infarction and left, and he left too suddenly."

He handed a cigarette to Sun Cheng, and after he waved his hand to refuse, he gave it to others.

After dissipating a circle of cigarettes, Uncle Ming lit one for himself, then took a breath before telling the reason for calling him.

"Uncle Zhang has no descendants. When his wife passed away a few years ago, I and your father were still driving him to bury his wife's ashes to a family cemetery far away in Nevada."

"Although you, Uncle Zhang, has a brother in your hometown and we have contacted him, he will not be able to come for a while."

"So what about your Uncle Zhang's affairs is, this time the big guys in the apartment and the community will help you do it."

"Although he left suddenly, he could not leave any will. However, when we sent Zhang Bo’s wife to bury him, he mentioned that he would also be buried in the family cemetery in a hundred years."

"His brother's meaning is similar. I hope Mr. Zhang can be buried in the family cemetery!"

Hearing this, Sun Cheng already understood.

"So Uncle Ming, what do you mean is, let me accompany you to send Uncle Zhang home?"

Uncle Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Several black households in Tangbu have recently disappeared. Because they are all women, the police suspect that they are likely to be kidnapped by the club and forced to sell themselves. I have to cooperate with the police investigation and cannot leave for the time being."

"I just asked others that it's okay to take a day or two off, but it's too long and can't be invited at all. So I want to ask you to go there in two days and send Uncle Zhang home!"

Sun Cheng did not respond immediately. He really needed to consider whether to agree to this matter.

It’s not that he has a cold mind. After completely digesting the memories of his predecessor, he has found the hometown of Zhang Bo, which he mentioned in his predecessor’s father, from a corner of his memory.

It is a desolate western town called Perfect Town, located below Esmeralda County, Nevada, more than 4,000 kilometers away from Big Apple City.

The area is very desolate, with no airplanes, no railways, and not even a decent highway.

In my memory, my father, who had been arriving in the casino Las Vegas by plane, rented a car there and headed north. It took me three days to arrive at my destination.

So once you take on this task, Sun Cheng will have to go out for at least one week.

Uncle Ming seemed to see his hesitation, patted his shoulder and said, "I know this trip is really hard. I discussed it with everyone in the apartment yesterday. Each company donated 300 meters yuan, and the community will make up 1,600 yuan to raise 10,000 meters yuan for you as a hard-earned fee. What do you think?"

When he heard that it was not just for nothing, but also for hard work, Sun Cheng, who was short of money, thought about it and agreed.
Chapter completed!