The miserable heroine of the sad novel of the period was penetrated

Chapter 430 The House is the Most Important Thing

As soon as Zhou Guoqing finished speaking, the group of old men who were sitting under the tree just now stood up immediately and circled around the car.

He kept looking at him and praising Zhou Guoqing for his ability.

Some people even stuck their heads in through the car windows, while others simply opened the door and prepared to sit in.

Zhou Zhenfeng hurriedly grabbed the man and said, "Look at how dirty you are. That's a leather seat. If you get it dirty again, you won't be able to pay for it."

The old man laughed along and said, "I have lived for more than 70 years and have never ridden in a car. I want to experience what it feels like."

But he still didn't dare sit on it.

In the past few years, Xia Jinxing and Xia Songlan have built a primary school and repaired roads in the village, and provided welfare and money to the elderly in the village.

Zhou Zhenfeng felt that he had lost face and kept complaining to Zhou Guoqing, "What's the point of going to college? It's better for Xia Jinxing to start her career early and make a lot of money."

Now that he saw his son coming back dressed in a suit and driving a car, he could finally feel proud.

Even his back, which was often hunched, straightened up, as if it had not been straightened for many years, and he sat upright in the passenger seat of the car.

He urged Zhou Guoqing, "Let's go, go home quickly, your mother is waiting for me to go back for dinner!"

He imitated his superiors, stuck his head outside and waved goodbye to the old men who had just met.

He waited until he was a long distance away from the old locust tree before he withdrew his hand from the window, but he would greet the villagers he met from time to time.

This did not prevent him from observing the decoration inside the car.

But after looking at it for a long time, I still couldn't figure it out.

He asked, "I see your car is more spacious than the one Xia Jinxing drove when he came back last time.

The inside of the car looks even more beautiful. Is it more expensive than his car?"

Zhou Guoqing had never seen the car driven by Xia Jinxing.

He casually said, "My car is the latest model, and there are only a few of them in the whole country."

Zhou Zhenfeng immediately felt impressive, and the wrinkles on his face piled up visibly like water waves.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise, as if an invisible hook was pulling the corners of his mouth up to the sky.

Ever since Zhou Guoqing returned to Yongwang Village, Zhou Zhenfeng has straightened his back and spoken louder.

This is the first time he has become the focus of the villagers since he stopped being the village party secretary.

Many people want to arrange jobs for their children and they find Zhou Zhenfeng.

Zhou Zhenfeng took the responsibility, "Don't worry, when I come back from National Day, I'll talk to him and ask him to arrange for your children to work in Beijing."

The last time Zhou Guoqing came back, he told Zhou Zhenfeng that he and his schoolmate had opened a chemical factory, which was now doing very well and making a lot of money.

So Zhou Zhenfeng felt that since it was a factory opened by his son, it was no big deal to arrange one or two people.

Although he said that he would wait for Zhou Guoqing to come back and help ask, he called Zhou Guoqing as soon as he got home.

That’s right, when Zhou Guoqing came back this time, he didn’t do any other good things, but he installed a telephone for his home, which was considered relatively early in the village.

As a result, Zhou Zhenfeng made calls for several days in a row, but he could only hear beeps on the other end, but no one answered.

He thought that the phone number Zhou Guoqing gave him was wrong, and he felt depressed for a few days, but he was still very proud when he went out.

In fact, Zhou Guoqing was busy with a batch of work recently and was not allowed to bring mobile phones into the laboratory, so he couldn't answer the call.

Xia Juanjuan knew nothing about all the developments on Zhou Guoqing's side.

Ever since she and Ye Mei decided to buy a house, she has never returned to the market.

I have contacted Zhou Guoqing several times, asking for some living expenses.

Unfortunately, Zhou Guoqing changed his phone number and the previous number was shut down.

But Xia Juanjuan felt that the most important thing now was to get the house, and everything else could be put off until later.

I simply stopped contacting Zhou Guoqing.

After all, even when the two of them were in the market town, Zhou Guoqing often stayed out all night, and it was normal for him to be nowhere to be found.

It was just that she was the one who collected Zhou Guoqing's salary in the past. Now that Zhou Guoqing has been laid off, Xia Juanjuan has completely lost her income.

Ye Mei was afraid that Xia Juanjuan would feel sad, so she comforted her, "Don't worry, Juanjuan, mom has a pension, and as long as mom has something to eat, you won't starve.

Maybe Guoqing has already found a job by now, and when he makes money, he will contact you."

Xia Juanjuan nodded, "Let's not talk about National Day.

Mom, our most important goal right now is to stick with my third uncle and get two houses from him no matter what.

Even though the house hasn't been built yet, I went to inquire and found out that one house costs about 300,000 or 400,000 yuan. With just these three houses, he would become a millionaire.

Why not give us two sets?"

Ye Mei's eyes lit up immediately, "What did you say? A house costs three or four hundred thousand, oh my god, I have never seen so much money in my life.

We have to...we have to, let's go get your father back now, this matter still depends on your father."

After the mother and daughter finished their discussion, they went to Yard No. 6.

Courtyard No. 6 was originally my grandmother’s dowry.

But in that special era, in order to protect themselves, only one room was kept in the entire yard, and the rest were distributed to old neighbors.

Later, after the latest national policy came out, the neighborhood committee arranged houses for the old neighbors, and gradually everyone moved out.

By the end of last year, the entire yard belonged to my grandmother alone.

Yard No. 6 is much bigger than grandpa’s old house.

Now only Xia Sulin and his wife live there.

Grandma originally planned to restore Courtyard No. 6 to the way it was when she was a child.

But I have been busy with performances recently, so it is not on the agenda.

The whole yard was cleaned spotlessly by the diligent Liu Erya.

She liked to fiddle with flowers and plants, so she added a lot of flowers and plants to the yard.

It looks very prosperous.

Ye Mei has lived in a bungalow since she was a child. Although she later moved into an apartment building, she still prefers to live in a house with a yard.

When he saw Courtyard No. 6, he was envious, "Oh, this yard is really big.

These all belong to your third aunt’s mother.

Tsk tsk... It's no wonder that people who study hard are smart. Your third uncle was determined to marry this capitalist girl, and he really made the right decision.

Look...didn't he just go to Xinjiang City and suffer for a few years?

Now I have a house, a car, and a small courtyard this big.

Oh, this is worth a lot of money, right? "

Xia Juanjuan looked at the yard and fell into deep thought.

She couldn't understand why Xia Songlan was so blessed and was happier than her since birth.

Then he thought that he was too soft-hearted at the beginning. If he had been a little more ruthless, he would have knocked her out and sent her to be an educated youth.

Then weren't all the bad luck that happened later her, Xia Songlan's fault?

No matter how upset I am, no one can reload the game and start over.

Although Xia Juanjuan was angry, she put these things aside for the time being. After all, nothing was more important than a house at the moment.

When they arrived, the brothers Xia Sulin and Xia Susen were sitting under the grape vines in the yard, drinking wine.

Ye Mei thought about how she had been worried about the house these days, but Xia Shusen was so carefree.

He gnashed his teeth in hatred and walked over angrily.

Xia Sulin had seen how powerful Ye Mei was. Throwing a tantrum and swearing were just minor things. She also often overturned the table and started fighting.

He immediately stood in front of Ye Mei and said, "Sister-in-law, this stone table belongs to my mother-in-law's family.

If you break it you have to pay for it.

It is said that this is an antique left over from the Qing Dynasty.”

Seeing that she couldn't do anything, Ye Mei rolled up her sleeves and cursed, "Bah! A broken stone is an antique?

I have to smash it today."

She looked around for a brick and finally saw one by the pool.

He walked over in three or two steps, picked up a brick, and prepared to smash it on the stone table.

Suddenly, a skinny hand stretched out from behind her and grabbed her wrist like an iron clamp.

His strength was exceptionally great, and he snatched the brick away in one swoop.