Ye Weiwei also felt that the price of 16,000 yuan was reasonable at the moment.

Although this house is not as grand as a traditional courtyard house with three courtyards, the two large gardens in the front and back cover a considerable area. Moreover, the house has not been damaged much, and the furniture and decorations inside can be used again with a little tidying up.

"I have no problem on my end."

Seeing Ye Weiwei's sincerity, the homeowner offered two thousand yuan, but asked if Ye Weiwei could use gold for the transaction.

Ye Weiwei is perfectly fine.

The thing she has in abundance is gold.

Not to mention the large sum of ill-gotten gains she acquired a few years ago through "robbing the rich to help the poor," which included a lot of gold, the entire warehouse of gold she stored in her spatial storage during the apocalypse was more than enough for her needs, not to mention the wealth accumulated by her family over several generations in the space.

The homeowner originally thought this request would put Ye Weiwei in a difficult position, but to his surprise, Ye Weiwei agreed so readily, which made him extremely happy.

However, he only dared to make such a request in front of Ye Weiwei and Ye Huaiyu. If it were someone else, he would directly ask for money and then find a way to exchange it for gold.

This has saved him a lot of trouble.

The two sides had a pleasant conversation and quickly reached an agreement to go to the housing management office together in the afternoon to complete the formalities.

After returning home, Ye Huaiyu dug out a small, square box from under his bed. Inside, there were thirty-six neatly arranged small yellow croakers.

He didn't bother to cover the hole; he grabbed the box and rushed off to find Ye Weiwei. When he saw her, he shoved the box into her arms and rode off on his bicycle without saying a word.

Ye Weiwei: ……

She knew what was in the box without even looking at it.

His third brother must have saved up his savings for so long to use it all to help her buy a house.

well!

It feels so good to be pampered and cared for all the time.

However, she naturally didn't want the small yellow croaker.

These small yellow croakers were obtained by her third brother by chance after she started working with him on a "side business." He had been saving them up one by one, keeping them hidden away carefully and treasuring them. Even her parents didn't know about them, and she couldn't bear to spend them.

In the afternoon, they gave the prepared gold to the homeowner, and then went to the housing management office to complete the property gift procedures.

When the staff handling the paperwork saw that they were transferring ownership of the small garden villa, they exchanged glances and asked a lot of questions.

Originally, I wanted to make things difficult for them and prevent them from transferring the property.

However, the homeowner and Ye Weiwei had anticipated this and, following their pre-arranged strategy, left them speechless.

“This house was previously occupied by that beast Lai Xueming. After my family was exonerated and returned home, the government returned the house to us. When I learned that it was Comrade Ye Weiwei who brought that beast Lai Xueming to justice, I wanted to give her this house as a token of my gratitude to her for avenging my family’s blood feud.”

This explanation was impeccable, and after hearing that Ye Weiwei was the one who brought down Lai Xueming, the staff member in charge of processing the paperwork dared not cause any more trouble and quickly completed the paperwork.

Before long, Ye Weiwei had a freshly issued property certificate in her hand, and from then on, that garden villa belonged to her.

Leaving the housing management office, the homeowner was very worried and reminded Ye Weiwei, "I don't think they'll give up so easily. Now that you've taken over this house, someone will definitely cause you trouble. You must be very careful..."

The more he talked about it, the more guilty he felt, and even the gold he had just received felt like a burning flame.

Ye Weiwei said nonchalantly, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of these things if I dare to take it on."

Seeing that she was confident and genuinely didn't care, the homeowner felt a little relieved, but still reminded her to be careful again.

After seeing the homeowner off, Ye Weiwei found Ye Sange and returned the box of gold to its rightful owner.

As soon as Brother Ye took it, he noticed that the box was not light but heavy. When he opened it, he found that there were almost twice as many small yellow croakers inside.

He looked at Ye Weiwei with displeasure: "Little sister, what are you doing?"

Ye Weiwei waved her hand: "Here's some pocket money for you."

Just as Ye Huaiyu was about to say no, Ye Weiwei whispered in his ear, "When I went to the Northwest to visit you guys back then, I made a little money there and got a lot of good stuff from that Huang family. I have plenty of this."

Ye Huaiyu still felt a burning hatred for that fat man, but when he heard that his little sister had gotten the gold from those people, he immediately felt much better and sincerely praised her, "Little sister, you are truly amazing!"

Their trip to the Northwest not only cured their elder brother's leg but also saved their lives. They not only defeated Fatty Huang's faction but also earned themselves a reward for their hard work. There's really nothing to say to them.

Even a top student from Peking University couldn't think of a better word to praise him.

Ye Weiwei's expression carried a hint of smugness. "So, Third Brother, if you have any news about garden villas, courtyard houses, shops, or land in Kyoto, just let me know. I don't lack anything, and I certainly don't lack money."

Ye Huaiyu was taken aback by the display of sarcasm, and after a moment, he corrected himself, saying, "Shouldn't you be saying that you lack everything except money?"

Ye Weiwei rolled her eyes at him: "What do you think I'm missing?"

Ye Huaiyu thought about it and realized it was true; his little sister really didn't lack anything.

He grinned, revealing a set of bright white teeth. "Hey little sister, do you think I should join you in hoarding houses too?"

Ye Weiwei said irritably, "Is that even a question? It's the same old story: I'll pay, you'll do the work, and we'll split it 30/70."

Ye Huaiyu was even happier and put his arm around Ye Weiwei's shoulder. "That's settled then. I'll be counting on you to make me rich from now on, little sister."

It's better to stick with the younger sister; that's where the future lies.

It's been like this since we were little: my younger sister eats the meat, and he drinks the soup.

Ye Weiwei disgustedly squeezed his hand and pushed it away, "Don't worry, you'll be fine even if anyone else is missing."

Ye Huaiyu got a little cocky: "Really? What about Qin Xiao? Between Third Brother and Qin Xiao, who's more important?"

Ye Weiwei scoffed and gave him a look, telling him to figure it out himself.

Ye Huaiyu was deeply hurt: "I knew it! I knew it! Ever since that jerk came into our lives, you and your third brother haven't been on the same page! We're clearly the closest of friends, we were born from the same womb..."

Ye Weiwei couldn't stand the guy's resentful look, so she gave him a disgusted glance and went back.

That night, after everyone in her family had fallen asleep, Ye Weiwei quietly slipped out of the yard. Once she found a secluded spot, she took out an electric scooter from her spatial storage and rode to the garden villa she had just bought that day.

Actually, when she came to see the house during the day, she noticed that there were people lurking around and watching her. Today, she was also given a hard time at the housing management office during the transfer of ownership. She knew that the person behind the house must have been getting impatient for a long time.

This dark and windy night was perfect for stirring things up; she wanted to see what those people were really up to.