The Shanghai Red House Western Restaurant is an "imagined Western restaurant" modified by old Shanghainese based on materials and local tastes.

It was my first time trying it, so I was a little curious.

Sun Lifang asked her daughter to change her clothes.

The young woman was deeply involved in the renovation process, and whenever she had free time, she would call Li Zhi and ask him to drive her to see apartments.

It was a novel experience, and Jiang Meimei exclaimed, "Yaya is so young and she's already experiencing decorating and designing her own house."

His tone was full of regret.

She's married and has children, but she's never tried decorating her house.

Previously, they had no voice; now, they feel insecure.

The house was bought by her husband, but her name wasn't added to it. Her mother-in-law keeps advising her, "Why should a family like us fuss over these things?"

"You already have a child, why are you still thinking about other things?"

Her name wasn't on the property deed, and she didn't have much money.

Li Zhi is quite filial; after he became wealthy, he stopped letting his parents do chores, but his mother-in-law refused.

After a heartfelt conversation, Li Zhi was deeply moved, and the mother-son relationship became incredibly harmonious, leaving Jiang Meimei speechless.

Because at this moment, as long as she speaks—

People will definitely think she "doesn't want to live a good life."

The money was earned by someone else's son, and he gives you money for household expenses every month. He doesn't mess around outside.

They own a house and a car, and the mother-in-law helps take care of the children.

If these points were mentioned, wouldn't everyone say that Jiang Meimei is lucky, that a disabled person could marry a capable man?

But Jiang Meimei was still furious.

The house, car, and money all belong to my husband's family. What does it have to do with me?

I can't say this, or it'll make you seem too calculating.

But if she didn't say anything, Jiang Meimei would feel uncomfortable inside—

I felt like an outsider in the family.

I let my mom keep the money but not my wife, making it seem like I'm about to run away with the money.

Feeling uneasy with empty hands, and her mother-in-law constantly making empty promises, saying, "We only have one son, Li Zhi. Won't all the money we earn in the future go to you?"

The implication was that she should wait.

Only after her parents-in-law died could she feel safe handing the money over to Jiang Meimei.

Jiang Meimei used to live a submissive life, doing whatever her mother-in-law asked her to do.

Delivering meals to the factory, waiting for her husband to come home at the gate, or knitting—

I would sit in the yard on two small stools and spend the whole day there.

He lived his life in a daze.

But things are different now; Jiang Meimei doesn't want to live like this anymore.

She took her salary to the bank, opened a bank account, and then asked Sun Lifang, "Madam, can I buy a house?"

Expecting a man to buy you a house is a pipe dream.

It's better to save up and make a down payment yourself.

"Huh? Why would you think that?" Sun Lifang asked Jiang Meimei to move a little further in, and after giving the driver the address, she said, "It's a good idea, it's fine."

Who says women can't buy houses?

Today, Sun Lifang brought Jiang Meimei with her to the Red House Western Restaurant, intending to broaden her horizons as well.

Jiang Meimei was still very excited. She pressed her rapidly beating heart and waited a while before saying, "I heard it from the bank clerk."

"The interest rate is acceptable now. I'll pay a down payment first, and then pay in installments later."

In order to promote their business, bank tellers try to sell their services to everyone who comes to deposit money.

Unexpectedly, it struck Jiang Meimei right in the heart.

"I want my own house, it doesn't have to be big," Jiang Meimei said longingly, "a place to call home."

"Even if it's only 15 square meters, I'll be perfectly content."

That's true. Sun Lifang nodded and gave her a thumbs up. "Amazing."

"The progress in thinking is tremendous."

When Sun Lifang first started looking at houses, Jiang Meimei followed beside her, pointing at the pictures on the promotional drawings and asking curiously, "You already have a house, why are you buying another one?"

It was for Zhou Xinya's primary school enrollment. After explaining this to Jiang Meimei, Sun Lifang asked her, "Do you want to get one too?"

"A down payment of 30,000 yuan is enough. If it's not enough, I can lend you the money."

Having been reborn, Sun Lifang naturally knew about the future housing prices in Shanghai. She wanted to give Jiang Meimei a push, but Jiang Meimei wouldn't allow it.

She said, "I don't like Shanghai, and I'm going back to my hometown in the future."

"My hometown is where my roots are. Why would I buy a house in Shanghai?"

It would be better to deposit this money in the bank and earn some interest.

not to mention--

"Li Zhi bought a three-bedroom apartment, which is enough for him. He shouldn't be greedy."

At that time, Jiang Meimei was a timid and simple-minded country girl who didn't think things through very far.

But Sun Lifang still wanted to help her, so she patiently persuaded her, "Your money is just sitting in the bank anyway. You can make some money by buying a house and then selling it later."

No matter what Sun Lifang said, Jiang Meimei firmly replied, "I have a place to live. If I buy that house, but I don't have time to live there, wouldn't that be a waste?"

After failing to persuade her, Sun Lifang gave up.

Everyone has their own path to walk; perhaps she wasn't destined for such good fortune.

Furthermore, since Li Zhi followed Zhou Yunshi into the real estate business, it was impossible for him not to hoard houses.

According to Jiang Meimei, what belongs to her husband is her own.

They must have a very good relationship, like one big family.

At the time, they were complete strangers, and Sun Lifang thought the matter of buying a house was over.

Unexpectedly, several months later, Jiang Meimei proposed to "buy her own house".

For some unknown reason, Sun Lifang secretly glanced at her—

Jiang Meimei was touching her phone, carefully writing out a message to someone.

Her eyes sparkled, and two blushes rose on her cheeks.

He poked it a few times, then turned his back and chuckled softly.

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