Transmigrated as a Vicious Cannon Fodder in the 60s, I Will Never Wash White

(How to prevent troublesome relatives? Of course, by becoming the biggest troublemaker yourself!)

Transmigrating into a book isn't scary; what's scary is transmigrating into a vicious...

Chapter 68 The ideal residence

"By the way, Dongbao, is your car taxed?"

"Yes, you have to pay it every year from now on."

Wang Taozhi waved her hands, "What's there to hand in? Just hand it in for the first time and register it. If they say they guarantee that your car will be found if it's lost, then the thief won't grind off the steel stamp on your car. It would be a wonder if it can be found.

Our car was only handed in once, and so were the others. You should learn to be more flexible and not be too honest sometimes."

He Ruixue hadn't expected such an operation to happen. After thinking about it carefully, she realized that it wasn't necessary, so she followed suit and said, "Okay, I won't pay it again."

"That's right."

She nodded in satisfaction, feeling happy that she had saved some money. She then looked at her silly son sitting beside her and said, "Xiao Tuan, you took your wife out for a whole day today, how did it turn out?"

"The doctor, Lu Lan, said it wasn't a big deal. She's made up for some of the losses she'd suffered previously. She told her to eat more meat and drink some milk if possible. Mom, should I go to the milk station and order a bottle?"

It’s said to be one bottle, but actually it’s one bottle per week.

There is a dairy farm in Qingyang City, which has about 200 cows. They eat grass and wheat straw, are skinny, and do not produce much milk.

But nowadays, most families cannot afford to buy milk, so the city has not implemented a strict limit policy. If ordinary people want to drink milk, they can go to the milk station to order it.

In other provinces and cities, this benefit is only available to pregnant women and infants who hold relevant certificates.

He Chunsheng thought for a moment and spoke first, "One bottle is not enough. Xiaoyou and Xiaoai are both growing, so let's order three bottles. Dongbao, do you want some?"

"I don't drink it, but my eldest brother and sister-in-law do. It's for calcium supplementation, otherwise they'll have leg pain when they get older."

"I'm in good health, I won't drink that stuff! He Chunsheng, you really think you're a capitalist just because you make a few extra dollars a month. I think Xiaoai and the others only need half a bottle each, and they won't get sick or have any problems. Other children don't have milk to drink, but they still grow up strong. It's a waste of money."

"Look at how tall Old Li's kids are. If we wait until they grow up, it'll be too late. Let's order three bottles. Xiaoai and the others will get one, and we'll get one too. Didn't you tell me earlier that your parents are living a comfortable life back home? Why don't you learn to enjoy life a little more like them?"

"They have their children to support them in their old age, and we still have to take care of these little ones. How can it be the same?"

Wang Taozhi glared at her, but ultimately didn't object. "I'll go find Lao Li later and ask him if I can get a discount if I order a few more bottles."

The next day, at He Xiaojie's strong request, the two took advantage of their lunch break and came to No. 58 Niujiao Lane when the "yang energy" was at its peak.

Looking in from the outside, the yard is quite large. The walls are made of stone and look quite old. Moss has appeared at the base of the wall and most of the mountain orchids that climbed up casually have withered after a winter, with only tender green shoots emerging near the main roots.

There was a circle of trees planted against the wall in the yard, blocking the view of outsiders. However, the bricks were broken somewhere, and they could vaguely see the situation inside through the gap.

Half-meter-high wormwood grew wildly, a small part of the door in front of the house was rotten, there were several large holes in the roof, the tiles were covered with piles of dead leaves, and weeds grew out of them. There were several dilapidated bird nests, and it seemed that even the animals had abandoned this place.

Although it is also dilapidated, this place is unexpectedly "clean" and no reptiles or birds come here to make their home.

It can also be seen that the materials used in the construction of the house are of good quality. The blue bricks on the walls of the house are intact and can be lived in after a little repair.

The layout of the courtyard is based on the traditional Siheyuan, combining practicality and beauty. It faces south and the gate is located in the southeast corner to ensure the privacy of the homeowner.

There are eleven rooms in total. The courtyard is spacious and divided into four areas. In the center is a large water tank with a few long-withered lotus leaves left in it.

The camphor trees and crabapple trees planted around the yard are like a canopy with lush and verdant leaves, which can cover half of the yard in the shade in summer.

If you are practical, you can remove the weeds in the yard and take care of it. You can create at least four mu of land and plant some onions, ginger, garlic, radishes and cabbages to be self-sufficient.

The more He Ruixue looked, the more satisfied she was. With the comparison, the shortcomings of the houses she had seen before could no longer be tolerated.

More importantly, this courtyard is located at the deepest part of the alley, with only one house on the left. The residents inside dare not get close for fear of rumors of ghosts, and even built a wall to separate the two courtyards. Usually, they only enter and exit through the back door.

If there hadn't been all these bizarre rumors, such a house would have been in great demand.

Having made the decision, she didn't hesitate much and went to the housing management office to ask who owned the house.

The staff member was stunned and searched for information under the table for a long time before he took out a tattered notebook.

"Is there really someone who wants it? I'll look for it. The house originally belonged to an old man. Later, he moved to another place and transferred all his property to his apprentice. Now he works at the Huaian Funeral Home in the city. His name is Jiang Yanxu."

"funeral parlor?"

When she suddenly heard this word, He Xiaojie, who was already uneasy, felt a chill on her back. It was broad daylight, but she shivered.

"That's not a place to burn people to death... Aunt, let's go back. I'm scared."

Seeing her teeth chattering, He Ruixue rolled her eyes at her and said, "Look at how useless you are."

However, this matter does have an ominous meaning from beginning to end.

The haunted house, whose owner works in a funeral home, is like the beginning of a horror movie.

Patting her shoulder as a comfort, He Ruixue looked up and said, "Thank you, comrade. Please help us find the information."

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