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After seeing off the staff at the guest house, Wenxin sat down at the table angrily. The food in the white porcelain vat exuded a faint aroma. Inside was soup noodles, with several large pieces of fragrant beef, minced chili peppers and green onions on top. , the fragrance is fragrant, the chopsticks are placed horizontally on the white porcelain vat, and there are two pieces of rice cake fried golden brown on both sides, exuding a faint aroma.
Wen Xin felt unhappy, but she was hungry. She looked at it for a while and felt that if she didn't eat, she would eat nothing. Then she got up and washed up, picked up a piece of rice cake with her hands and took a bite.
After breakfast, Wen Wen cleaned the white porcelain jar and sent it back to a restaurant. Private restaurants only lend the porcelain jar to regular customers, and they have to return it to others after using it.
Looking in from the main entrance of the campus of Shanghai University, there is a lush campus road inside. Students holding books and carrying bags come and go from time to time at the door. In the eyes of contemporary students, key universities are sacred places. Everyone who comes The students who come here are very excited. This is the most important turning point in their lives and the starting point for their future success.
Wenxin glanced at the gate, then disguised herself as a student and entered the campus. The campus was still very big. She quickly ran to the back door of the school. She had sneaked in here twice, so she was familiar with it.
Passing through the back door of the school is a street called Nanqiao Road, which is actually a small alley. There are old houses facing the street on both sides of the street. She has been here before, so she took a walk and took a look.
After wandering around for a while, I focused on the close ones opposite the back door of the school.
Wenxin is actually a bit disdainful here. The house is too old and a bit shabby, but who knows how close it is to the school. It is just across the street from the back door of the school, a few steps away, and the location is great.
She didn¡¯t want to go to the door and ask directly. She happened to see a few old people sunbathing not far from the alley, so she took the initiative to run over and chat with those old people.
Wen Wen has a sweet mouth and a cute smile, which makes her very popular with older people. She said she was a student at Shanghai University, and then she gave the candy in her bag to several old people to eat. She was soft on others and short on others. They chatted for a while , Wen Xin asked tentatively: "Uncle, do you know where there is a house for sale in this alley? It's right opposite the school, the closest one."
"You want to buy a house?" The old people were stunned for a moment.
"Yes, I plan to work in Shanghai in the future. My partner is also in Luzhou. If I get married, I want to buy a house here to live." Wen Xin said with a smile.
"Is this little girl getting married at a young age?" Several people looked at Wen Wen's graceful appearance and looked very young. They asked in surprise. Young people today are not like before. At that time, even if they were eighteen years old, You are a big girl, you can wait a little longer if you are over twenty now.
Warmth can only be explained in terms of a wedding house, because most of the people who want to buy a house now are those who have no apartment to live in, and they can¡¯t think of any other reasons. selling?"
One of them, an old man wearing a vest and smoking a cigarette pipe, leaned against the stone wall, clucked his lips, and thought for a while and said: "The houses here are not easy to buy. They are all public houses. You can't sell them even if you want to."
Wen Xin's heart tightened when she heard that. Yes, she had forgotten that now is not the time to buy or sell real estate. The houses of urban residents are not private properties. Most of them only have the right of residence and cannot be legally bought or sold. If you want to use them, you can only rent them. She couldn't buy it, which gave Wen Xin a bit of a headache. She didn't lack a house to rent, she only lacked a house to buy.
"But there is a shop that can sell the piece you mentioned." The old man took two puffs on the cigarette rod and knocked the ashes on the wall.
"Which one? Master." Wen Xin asked hurriedly upon hearing this.
"Little girl, don't worry, you sit on the small bench." An aunt next to her took out a small free bench for Wen Wenxin. Wen Wenxin quickly thanked her, gathered up her skirt and sat down.
"Old Chen's family can sell it." When the uncle mentioned that it was for sale, an old man basking in the sun next to him also thought of it and mentioned it.
"His house is not public, it is private and can be bought or sold."
"Oh, that house was bought by Old Chen who worked hard for it." The other old people looked embarrassed.
Wenxin looked at their expressions, as if something was wrong, and quickly inquired.
"You can buy it if you can, but his family needs money now and the price is a bit high."
Wen Xin felt anxious upon hearing this, "How much does it cost?"
"The son of his family said he won't sell it for less than a thousand yuan. Girl, that house is worth at most eight hundred yuan." The old man who interrupted chewed the toffee she gave her and revealed to her, if it weren't for the girl's sweet mouth, the house would be worth A few old people won¡¯t fall for eating sweets.bsp; People go to bed early at this time, and it¡¯s still late at night at eight o¡¯clock. Wen Xin has to sleep alone in this small courtyard. When it gets quiet, she doesn¡¯t know why, but she is a little scared to clean it up.
When she came to this world, she was with the Yan family at first, then she came to Longzhou and lived with the two elders of the Wei family, and then when she came to Shanghai, she was with Yan Zeyang. Although he was not at home, she Songtao Garden is very safe and quiet. I don't feel scared at all. After all, it is a high-end residence and no messy people will come in.
Then there was the guest house that night. Yan Motou's car was outside. She felt relieved that he was outside. But now, she had to live alone in such a strange place, with no neighbors around, and an empty room. , empty living room, empty yard.
Wen Xin became timid. She began to think wildly, wondering if Chen Wende would come back at night. She also thought about when Chen Wende's father died. She didn't even ask. If it was fine a few years ago, if it was just recently
The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. Her heart was pounding while folding the quilt. She was wearing a white pajama made by herself. Her legs were trembling and she wanted to get into the quilt. She covered her head and fell asleep quickly, without thinking about anything.
As a result, as soon as I climbed into bed, I heard three "knock-knock-knock" sounds outside the window with the pink curtains drawn, which seemed to be angry and urgent. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com