Lin Dongxue recorded it down. “We can search for the church. There should only be a handful of churches in Long'an City 13 years ago.”

“What is this Ruihua factory where your father worked at?” Chen Shi asked.

“If I remember correctly, it should be a pharmaceutical factory. Every time my father got home, he always had a smell of medicine on him.”

“Ruihua? Ruihua[1]? Huarui? I remember there is a Huarui pharmaceutical factory in Long’an. Is that the one?”

The little monk scratched his head in confusion.

Chen Shi asked, “Did your father have an accent?”

“Yes. There was a person who came by the temple one time who sounded like my father, so I couldn’t help but talk to them. That person was from Henan.”

“That sounds about right. He must have had an accent and misread the name of the factory....