The roof was covered with yellowed old newspapers, the walls were mottled, and the windows weren't made of glass, but were grimy paper panes.,As soon as Du Fei stepped out the door, he was met by a fat man in a blue cotton coat. He carried a sack on his back and swaggered with every step, looking very arrogant.,Du Fei frowned, digesting the new information about the neighbors in the courtyard. Suddenly, he saw a graceful figure.。