Tong Xuelu saw that it was still early, so she didn't rush back and looked for a house in the city.
When I went back and changed jobs with Su Xiuying, their family of four would definitely move to the urban area, and the job in the state-run hotel did not provide housing.
The house where Su Xiuying lives is not divided by He Baogen's unit, but her own house. When she sells her workplace, the house should be sold along with it.
Even if Su Xiuying didn't sell the house, she didn't want to rent it with her.
Because that yard was more dilapidated and cramped than the family compound, when I entered the yard, it was full of things, and it was messy.
She wanted to change to a place with privacy, and she didn't have to worry about other people's eyes when she didn't have to cook.
And she didn't like those indifferent neighbors very much, so if she had a choice, she would not rent with Su Xiuying.
Since you are going to work in a state-run hotel, the best place to live is near the hotel.
After Tong Xuelv made up his mind, he walked to the area south of the city.
Unlike later generations, the houses in Beijing are now dense and low-rise, and there is no planning at all.
And most of the houses are old houses, where several generations of a family live together, not to mention renting or selling, there is not enough place to live even for oneself.
Tong Xuelu walked around the surrounding residential area and asked a lot of people, but did not see a single rental house.
She couldn't help but miss the small advertisements and real estate agents in modern streets.
Later, after the guidance of an aunt, she asked her to go to the housing management office to ask, maybe there is a house for sale or rent.
It was almost noon now, and she hurried to the housing management office for fear that the people from the housing management office were going to get off work.
When she came to the housing management office, she was about to step in when she bumped into a man who came out of it.
The other party was tall and tall, and even though she had no eyes to see Venus when she bumped into it, her forehead also twitched.
But it was the person she bumped into, and she apologized consciously: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, are you okay?"
Xiao Chengping was about to say it was okay, when he suddenly saw her face, he let out a "huh" and bent down to stare at her face.
Tong Xuelu's intuition was offended, and she felt uncomfortable for a while.
But before she could speak, the other party pointed at her and called out: "It's you, crying!"
Painful crying bag
what the hell
Tong Xuelu frowned and looked up at the man opposite.
I saw a tall and burly man standing in front of him, with a flat head, small eyes and a big nose, and his facial features did not look very harmonious.
But this is not a problem. The problem is that this person looks familiar, but she can't remember it for a while.
"Sorry, you've got the wrong person!"
After she finished speaking, she passed him and was going in.
Xiao Chengping stopped her: "It's impossible to admit the wrong person! It's you, Tong Xuelu!"
Only then did Tong Xuelu seriously look at the other party, and then finally remembered who the other party was.
Xiao Chengping, the son of the head of the General Logistics Department, is four years older than the original owner and grew up in a yard.
Xiao Chengping has grown tall since he was a child. He is a bully in the family compound and likes to bully children in the same compound the most.
Among them, the original owner was bullied the worst by him. Later, when he saw him, he cried, so he was nicknamed the pain crying bag.
A few years ago, Xiao Chengping went to the army to serve as a soldier, but he hasn't come back for the past two years. He looks a lot different than before. In addition, the original owner's memory is only Fang Wenyuan, so she didn't recognize him immediately when she saw him just now. .
Seeing that she didn't speak, Xiao Chengping glared at her with small eyes: "Tong Xuelu, why are you silent, don't you remember me?"
"I don't remember! There are still good dogs out of the way. Go away. If you don't go away, I will go to the army and report you for being a hooligan!"
After speaking, Tong Xuelu ignored him and walked directly past him.
Xiao Chengping looked like he had a toothache: "This crying bag, she said she didn't remember me, how did she know that I was in the army? I didn't expect that, but I haven't seen each other for two years, and she actually changed from crying bag to child. chili!"
The man beside him said, "Cousin, who is that woman? Why is she so bitter and mean, and she actually calls you a dog. Do you want me to go in and teach her a few words?"
Xiao Chengping cast a low glance at him: "What lessons did you teach? Do you think you are a bandit?"
Cousin: "???"
Xiao Chengping snorted: "Remember that you are a man, with a bigger belly, like a bitch, don't you feel ashamed?"
Cousin: "… "
OK, when he talks too much!
When he doesn't say anything, you're happy!
Xiao Chengping glanced inside, and suddenly clicked his tongue: "Strange, how did the guy with the crying bag come to the housing management office? Does she want to buy a house?"
Cousin: "Cousin, do you want me to go in and ask secretly?"
Xiao Chengping raised his eyebrows: "Why do you secretly inquire? What are you pretending to be in all day long? You have to be open and honest, and what does it mean to be sneaky!"
Cousin: "..."
From this moment on he does not! Say! It's over! !
After all, he's a dog! ! !
**
Tong Xuelu went into the housing management office and explained his intention to the staff.
The clerk was a twenty-seven or eight-year-old woman, and her eyes swept across Tong Xue's green and white face.
With an indifferent and arrogant expression, he said, "There are no rental houses, but there are houses for sale. Are you ready for the money?"
Tong Xuelv took out two white rabbit toffees from the army bag and handed them over, and said with a smile, "Little sister, it's really enviable that you can find such a good job at such a young age!"
Zou Fangyun was stunned for a moment, and then a shy look appeared on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about, my son is seven or eight years old, why do you still call me little sister?"
Tong Xuelu looked surprised: "No way? Your skin is white and shiny. I thought you were one or two years younger than me. How do you take care of it?"
Zou Fangyun was shy with a bit of pride: "How can there be any maintenance? To be serious, my skin has been very white since I was a child. Before I went out, people didn't believe that I had such an old son!"
Tong Xuelu looked sincere: "I don't believe it if it were me! And I heard that women will grow old quickly after giving birth to a child, but you can't tell that you have given birth to a child at all!"
Zou Fangyun touched his face and smiled like a flower: "By the way, what kind of house did you say you wanted to buy? I don't think you are very old, why did you come to see the house by yourself?"
Tong Xuelu pursed her lips and her eyes were red: "I don't want to come alone, but my parents both died a few months ago, and now I'm the oldest in the family, and the youngest sister below me is only three years old, so I have to I'll carry it alone?"
When Zou Fangyun heard this, her nose became sour: "It's not easy for you at such a young age."
Tong Xuelu wiped away the tears that fell, and said with a nasal voice: "It's easy these days, you don't have to live, right? I'm going to change jobs with someone recently, and I'm going to work in a state-run hotel in the city. , so I wanted to rent a house nearby.”
When Zou Fangyun heard that she was from a state-run hotel, her eyes lit up: "Is your job in this state-run hotel stable?"
Tong Xuelu nodded: "Of course it's stable, but the other party still has some things to deal with, and it will take another week or two to exchange with me."
It is very honorable to be able to work in a state-run hotel these days. If there are relatives and friends working in a state-run hotel, it is also a very respectable thing.
Especially when you want to invite someone to a restaurant, if there is an acquaintance in a state-run restaurant, you can ask the other party to leave a good meal, which is a matter of face!
Zou Fangyun was determined to befriend Tong Xuelu: "You have a good job, you must change it. As for the place to live, there is no rent, but there are a few for sale this month. Do you have time to go over there now? ?"
Tong Xuelu looked at the time and said, "It's almost time to get off work for dinner. Why don't I ask the eldest sister to go to the state-run restaurant for lunch. Let's go to the house later?"
Zou Fangyun quickly refused: "No, no, state-run hotels are so expensive, how can I ask you to invite me!"
The other party has no parents and has to raise younger siblings. How can she be so embarrassed to ask the other party to invite her.
But Tong Xuelu insisted on inviting her and took her to the state-run hotel.
If you want others to do things for you, you must be considerate.
Some money has to be spent, this is her style of doing things.
When the two came out of the housing management office, Xiao Chengping had already left.
Tong Xuelu and Zou Fangyun finally went to the state-run restaurant and ordered a bowl of noodles with shredded pork each.
Although the supply of the state-run restaurant is not much and the choices are very simple, the portion is very large, and they will not cheat.
After eating, Zou Fangyun's attitude towards Tong Xuelu became even more enthusiastic, and she almost regarded her as her own sister.
She didn't go back to rest at noon, and took Tong Xuelv to see a few rooms that were being sold.
**
There were very few houses sold at this time, it can be said that there were almost none.
Many of the houses that people live in now are left over from their former families, or they are divided into units. Often there is not enough room for a family, so they will sell it.
Besides, the house of the unit cannot be sold out, and if you want to sell it, it can only be sold to people in the same unit, so if you don’t have connections, it is impossible to buy a house.
Zou Fangyun took Tong Xuelv to see three houses.
Tong Xuelu suspected that the first two houses were going to collapse at any time. The key location was not good, but the price was not low.
Tong Xuelu rejected it without even thinking about it.
The third room is a separate courtyard.
There are four rooms with separate kitchen and toilet, the rooms are bright and spacious, and each room is ventilated to the sun, there is no dark room.
The house is not shabby, and the location is also very good.
This house simply grows on Tong Xuelu's aesthetic!
"Sister Fangyun, this house shouldn't be cheap, right?"
Zou Fangyun compared a palm: "I want this number!"
A palm, that is five thousand yuan!
Tong Xuelu was speechless when she heard the words.
The pension of Tong Dajun and his wife was 1,000 yuan, and the 380-yuan workstation sold to the Xu family was given to half of the people in Beihe's hometown.
Some time ago, in order to make Xie Jinhua and the others "corrupt", she took the initiative to give a lot of money. After all, she still has more than 1,100.
Not even half of it, how can I buy this!
Zou Fangyun said: "Sister, it was you and I who introduced this house. If it was someone else, I might not have brought it here! The house was paid by a large capitalist in the past, but you don't have to worry about the problems later. Now this house is owned by the government. Under the name, there is absolutely no problem."
"It's just that many people are afraid that they will be taken back by the government one day, so they don't sell it, but at most they stay for a month or two, and they will definitely be bought!"
Her man's family didn't have so much money, otherwise she would have bought it long ago.
"Sister Fangyun, this house is too expensive. I can't get that much money out of my hands. I'm really sorry for taking up so much of your time."
Tong Xuelu's mood at this time is like going to the LV store with two hundred yuan, that's worrying.
Zou Fangyun waved his hand: "Why are you polite to my sister, but you can't buy a house, where are you going to live?"
Tong Xuelu sighed and said, "Look back, there will always be a way."
The last way is to rent a house with Su Xiuying.
**
On the way back, Tong Xuelv became a little frustrated.
She liked that house so much, and she wasn't worried at all about being taken back by the government. The problem was that she couldn't take out that much money!
There are still two years before the economy opens, and it is impossible for her to get a lot of money in a short period of time.
She can get some food and sell it on the black market like many seniors from time travel, but going to the black market can only be regarded as a small business. There is no space and no golden fingers, and it is impossible to earn 4,000 yuan in a short period of time.
Come on, after all, her ultimate belonging is to rent a house with Su Xiuying.
After dinner that night, Tong Xuelv told Tong Jiaming that she was going to change jobs soon.
"I changed jobs in a state-run hotel with someone. I'm in the city. I'll find another house and we'll move there together. Do you have any problems here?"
Tong Jiaming was surprised when he heard the words.
State-run hotels are decent jobs, and many people can't get in if they want to.
She actually used the textile worker's station to exchange with others successfully. How did she do it
Seeing his surprised look, Tong Xuelu explained, "I helped that person a little bit, and it happened that she wanted to change jobs, so we did it."
a little busy
Tong Jiaming didn't believe this at all, but he didn't plan to break the casserole and ask to the end.
She took Tong Zhenzhen to the farm, sent Tong Yanliang to the Northwest, and the gang of people from Beihe's hometown came arrogantly and walked away in despair, all of which were done by her alone!
It's just that she is so powerful, why did she leave the Tong family over there in the first place
Tong Jiaming thought so in his heart, not wanting to be inattentive, so he asked the question.
Tong Xuelu raised her eyebrows: "don't you think that I left the Tong family over there because I was afraid of Tong Zhenzhen, or was forced away by Tong Zhenzhen?"
Tong Jiaming: "Isn't it?"
Tong Xuelu rolled his eyes: "Of course not! You look down on me too much. If I don't want to leave, no one can drive me away! The reason why I left that Tong's house is because it wasn't my home in the first place. , is my home!"
Tong Jiaming's heart seemed to be hit hard with a hammer.
He wanted to ask her, if she thought of this place as a writer, why did she talk to her parents like that in the first place
But when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed back.
Tong Xuelu didn't know what he was thinking: "Do you have any other questions?"
Tong Jiaming shook his head: "no more."
"Don't tell other people about this for the time being, lest you be laughed at if you can't change it."
"it is good."
As soon as the two finished talking, Tong Mianmian kicked his short legs and ran over: "Sister, look at the hair that the third brother gave Mianmian, it doesn't look good!"
Before Tong Xuelu could speak, Tong Jiaxin rushed over like a firecracker: "What's not good-looking? It's very good-looking, and the third brother will tie your hair every day from now on!"
"no no no!"
Tong Mianmian waved his meaty little hands, and his little head shook into a rattle.
Ugly Rejection.jpg
Tong Xuelu couldn't help but rolled her eyes at the ceiling when she saw that her little tug was tied into two lumps of hedgehogs.
She picked up the little dumpling and said softly, "Don't worry, Mian Mian, my sister won't let him touch your hair."
Tong Jiaxin twisted his eyebrows into caterpillars, and said unconvinced, "Why can't I tie Mianmian's hair? Why?"
Tong Xuelu gave him a cool look: "you can pierce if you want, then you won't eat the food I cook."
"… "
Tong Jiaxin was like a duck strangled by his neck, unable to utter a word.
Tong Xuelu hooked her lips and smiled.
Beating snakes and hitting seven inches, for foodies, not letting them eat is more uncomfortable than killing them.
At this time, Tong Jiaxin was very uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to go back.
**
On Father Wen's 70th birthday, the Wen family's phone has been ringing nonstop since the morning.
The officers of the army, as well as old comrades in other places, called him to congratulate him on his birthday.
Relatives and friends in Beijing also sent birthday gifts early in the morning.
Mr. Wen warned them in advance that they were not allowed to send valuables, so what everyone sent was practical but not expensive.
Old man Wen looked at a room full of people who wished him his birthday, but the boss was not happy.
Because these people are not tender grass!
As soon as the people left, Mr. Wen couldn't help complaining: "You unfilial descendant! You made me unable to have a great-grandson even at the age of seventy!"
Wen Rugui put a bowl of longevity noodles in front of him, knelt down and kowtowed: "Grandpa, I wish you Songhe Changchun and longevity Nanshan!"
Old Man Wen: "If you want me to live in Nanshan, you can bring the tender grass to show me!"
Wen Rugui: "… "
Seeing him, Mr. Wen stopped talking, and his beard was so angry that his beard would fly: "Old Jiang's great-grandson is almost three years old, and my great-grandson doesn't even have a shadow. I don't care, you must bring tender grass with you for the new year this year. Come back and show me!"
Wen Rugui: "..."
He felt a bit of a headache. Although the old man usually urged him to find a partner to marry, he was never so willful.
Since seeing Tong Xuelv that time, he has developed in an uncontrollable direction.
The people who came to Wen's house today to celebrate their birthday saw a house full of green grass, and they all asked what was going on.
How should he answer
After Wen Rugui went upstairs, Mr. Wen stretched his neck and looked at the other end of the stairs, and asked Uncle Zong, "Xiao Zong, how was my acting just now?"
Uncle Zong flattered: "Commander, you acted better than the actors on the stage just now!"
Mr. Wen: ?
Why does this sound weird
Mr. Wen thought about it for a while and then put it aside, smiling until the corners of his eyes were wrinkled: "that stinky boy is a spinning top, he won't move unless he is pumped."
It was okay to have no partner before, but now that he knew there was a tender grass, he would definitely remind him from time to time.
"You're still smart, Commander."
Uncle Zong continued to flatter as he sorted out the gifts.
Suddenly, his eyes fell on one of the gifts, and the whole person froze: "Commander, this is..."
Old man Wen raised his eyebrows: "what is it? Hesitant to talk!"
Uncle Zong: "This is from that person. It's two snacks and a set of clothes. This clothes looks like it's home."
Mr. Wen was furious: "throw it out, throw it all out for me! What face does she have to send things to Rujia!"
"Yes, I'll take it out and throw it away!"
Uncle Zong quickly put the thing back in the box, and then proposed to throw it away.
Mr. Wen sat alone in the hall, his brows were cold, and he never saw the smile he had before.
When Uncle Zong came back, he sighed: "Don't let Rugui know about this."
Uncle Zong responded in a low voice: "Don't worry, Commander, I won't say anything."
When it got dark, Park Jianyi was free to come over to wish Mr. Wen his birthday.
Because of being a birthday star for a day, Mr. Wen can't bear it anymore, so he went back to his room to rest.
Pu Jianyi was not in a hurry. He put one hand on Wen Rugui's shoulder and winked, "Have you received the fish from Comrade Tong?"
Wen Rugui was confused: "What fish?"
Park Jianyi: "No? Yesterday she went to my office to ask what you like to eat, and said she wanted to give you something to eat as a thank you!"
Wen Rugui's dark eyelashes trembled slightly: "No."
Park Jianyi was still very indignant when he remembered it: "Although you asked for help, I did my best, and she didn't even mention thanking me. My heart is so cold!"
Wen Rugui glanced at him and was about to speak when Uncle Zong walked in with a large plate of steamed fish.
Wen Rugui and Park Jianyi were startled at the same time.
"Uncle Zong, where did this fish come from?"
Uncle Zong was afraid that the fish would fall, so he said concisely: "It was given by someone else."
The hall was silent for a few seconds.
Wen Rugui walked over and said, "Uncle Zong, give it to me, I'll bring it in."
Uncle Zong wanted to say no, but seeing Wen Rugui insisting on his face, he put his hands straight in front of him, as if he wouldn't take it back if he didn't give it to him.
He had to pass the plate over.
Pu Jianyi clicked his tongue: "This really means that Cao Cao and Cao Cao are here. If you return home, do you still dare to say that I was talking nonsense before?"
He actually sent things to the military compound, and he chose the day of the 70th birthday of Mr. Wen.
Geez, it's really flattering!
Wen Rugui ignored him and brought the fish into the kitchen, not knowing what to do in the kitchen, it took a while before it came out.
Mr. Wen didn't wake up until it was time to eat.
Pu Jianyi stayed at Wen's house and didn't leave, so he ended up having a meal at Wen's house.
Old Man Wen glanced at the dining table and asked Uncle Zong, "Where's the fish?"
Uncle Zong looked at Wen Rugui: "Commander, the fish was delivered just now, and Rugui brought it to the kitchen. I'll bring it now."
Wen Rugui took the chopsticks for a while: "Uncle Zong, you don't have to go."
Uncle Zong: "Why?"
The eyes of the whole room focused on Wen Rugui.
Pu Jianyi suddenly shouted: "You hid in the kitchen for so long just now, so the fish must have been eaten by you alone, right? You are too shameless!"
Wen Rugui: "… "
Uncle Zong ran into the kitchen and saw fish bones in the trash can.
He came back and reported the matter to Mr. Wen.
Mr. Wen shouted angrily: "That's the fish that Lao Jiang gave me for my birthday. If you're greedy again, why don't you leave a mouthful for me!"
Wen Rugui: "..."
Park Jianyi paused to react.
The next moment he burst into a burst of laughter, laughing crazily: "Hahahaha..."
Laughed him to death.