Is this a home?

How can you call this a home? This is clearly a dilapidated ruin that’s akin to a dog kennel, isn't it?

There were no doors, no beds in the ruins, just haystacks and some simple cooking tools.

At this time, Belinda was half lying in the haystack, smoking something in her mouth.

Hearing that someone was back, Belinda said weakly, "You’re back. Let me ask you, have you gained anything today? I will not give you my precious cigarettes if you didn't."

Hearing these words, Vincen