The smile on Dong Xuezhen's face disappeared. He did not expect her to make such a request.
He didn't want to sell the land, but he had just said that Mu Huan could approach the Dong family if she ever needed anything. She had saved what amounted to his life, so if he didn't sell the land she wanted him to sell, then he would be too ungrateful.
However, that place was his home. It had memories of him and his wife to sustain him for the rest of his life. No matter what, he didn't want it to disappear. He didn't want her to disappear again. It felt like if it disappeared, there would be no more trace of his wife left in this world. It would be as if she had never existed, as if the past was just a dream.
Furthermore, his family had a history of Alzheimer's. This illness had a high chance of being inherited. Now, his memory was no longer as good as before. If he didn't have memories of the old house, he was afraid that one day, he would forget his wife.