"I appreciate your kindness, sir."

Grandpa Wu refused again, saying, "I have a lot of things to take care of at home, and I'm used to living this kind of life. I'm just here to see you one last time, and I'll be able to close my eyes and rest in peace without any regrets."

"Don't say these useless things."

The old leader glanced at him and said, "I will have someone arrange things at your home. You can stay in Beijing and help us old men."

Little Stone, you're over fifty now. Nobody knows how much longer we have. Having you by our side gives us a sense of peace.

"Old Chief..."

...

I rested at the hotel for two days.

On the third day, they finally decided to go out for a stroll.

I wandered around the neighborhood for a bit, worried that Su Jingtian might come and not be able to find me.

No matter how prosperous Beijing was in the 1970s, that was all Lin Jingyu and Yang Shujue saw.

They all visited Beijing in the new century.

They have all witnessed the prosperity of Beijing as a vibrant international metropolis with its dazzling lights.

The capital city today can only be described as simple and unpretentious.

Furthermore, many tourist attractions in Beijing have not yet been developed.

When they went out for a stroll, all they did was eat.

They bring back large and small bags every day.

Fortunately, prices are relatively cheap now, so they have the luxury of being capricious.

Time slipped away while we ate and drank.

This day.

Su Jingtian finally appeared.

He came alone, but also brought two other people with him.

They were all students of the compound.

People he gets along with well.

Peng Shiyu also knew these two people.

"Poetic Girl, it really is you."

One of them looked Peng Shiyu up and down, his eyes filled with disbelief. "Even if we met outside, I would never admit it was you."

“Brother Jinhuai, I haven’t changed.”

Peng Shiyu smiled and said, "I've just grown up. You've changed too. Where are you working now?"

"Retire in the housing management bureau."

Huang Jinhuai joked to himself, "Anyway, it's just organizing documents and stuff every day, it's so boring."

"What about you, Haichang?"

Peng Shiyu looked at the other person and asked with a smile, "Brother Haichang, you guys must all be married by now."

"Hey Shiyu, how did you suddenly bring up my wedding?"

Lan Haichang was both amused and exasperated. "Qibo and Jingtian aren't married yet, why should we get married so early?"

Jin Huai will retire at the Housing Management Bureau, while I will retire at the Court.

Anyway, our jobs are similar; we just report in every day and deal with documents all day.

Read the newspaper, have a meal, or go to a meeting with your boss.

That's basically how I live my life.

"You guys are living a good life now."

Peng Shiyu chuckled, "This is my sister Jingyu, and this is Shujue. You should have heard of them, right?"

"I know, of course I know."

"I've heard about it before."

The two nodded and responded in unison.

Upon seeing the two women, they couldn't help but feel envious.

Both of my buddies have found beautiful wives.

They haven't settled down yet.

After exchanging greetings, everyone prepared to leave.

“We’ve been making inquiries over the past few days, and there are about six or seven families who want to sell their houses.”

As Su Jingtian walked, he said, "They are all courtyard houses, some big and some small. Let me take you to see them first."

If we find someone we like, we'll arrange to meet the homeowner to discuss the price.

Lin Jingyu and the others readily agreed.

So the group got to work.

Viewing the house, negotiating the price, transferring ownership, changing the locks...

Buying a house at this time is actually quite simple.

Moreover, in Lin Jingyu and Yang Shujue's view, the price was as cheap as cabbage.

A small courtyard house can be bought for 30,000 to 40,000 yuan.

A slightly larger courtyard house would cost around 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

A two-courtyard siheyuan costs approximately 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.

Although the prices weren't too expensive, Lin Jingyu and her friends didn't buy anything indiscriminately.

They especially didn't want courtyards with unclear property deeds, or courtyards where the neighborhood committee had arranged for tenants to live.

They wouldn't want to buy a yard with problems like this, no matter how cheap it is.

To avoid spending money only to find the yard unrecoverable.

It's not that they're overthinking it; they've seen similar news online in their past lives.

After more than ten days.

Lin Jingyu bought three houses, two of which were smaller and one was a two-courtyard house.

Yang Shujue bought two small courtyards, one large and one small.

Peng Shiyu also bought a slightly larger courtyard.

Their extravagant spending stunned Huang Jinhuai and Lan Haichang.

They never dreamed that the three cute girls had so much money.

They especially admired Lin Jingyu, who had bought three houses.

A young woman can afford to spend over 100,000 yuan to buy a house, while they only have a few dollars in their pockets.

Why is there such a huge difference between people?

Needless to say, they were stunned.

It was the old leader and Grandpa Wu who had been paying close attention to them who heard the news.

This left the elderly people speechless.

Of course, there was also an old Taoist priest standing nearby, who also looked surprised.

Is it true?

The old Taoist priest couldn't help but ask, "Where did these three little girls get so much money?"

That's almost as much as what we old folks have in terms of wealth. I'm starting to suspect these girls went on a robbery."

Haha~

The old commander burst into laughter at his words.

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