Transmigrated as the fake rich daughter, schemed by the reborn true rich daughter to go down to the countryside as an educated youth, living in poverty and destitution, short on food and necessitie...
The wooden basin was not moved, and the main purpose was to move the things the children needed to use outside, such as mattresses.
The mattress was spread in the corner of the main room and the children were placed on it; they were allowed to play by themselves. Wang Daya stayed to look after the children, while Gong Zhaodi went to the kitchen to see if the meal was ready.
Yan Rushan, Zhong Yuxiu and Yan Guofeng sat down at the dinner table and chatted.
"How did your talk with the landlord go?"
"The landlord is a little tempted. The price I offered is high and worthy of his ancestral home." Yan Rushan is calm. The price and the price of the house are at that level, and people who are not specifically hoarding houses will be tempted.
Yan Guofeng nodded, "The furniture in the house is good, it's fair to give more."
"When we were talking about it, we tried to inquire about the furniture, but they didn't seem to know what materials the furniture was made of; that's why I offered a higher price." In this house, the landlord didn't even notice that I was holding valuable things, and he didn't care about the furniture when renting it out.
Since they didn't understand the business and didn't appreciate it, Yan Rushan had no intention of telling them how good the wood was.
In fact, he didn't understand it either. If his wife hadn't told him, he would have just thought it was old wood. After listening to his wife, he felt that buying some good wood was also an investment.
"You can mention it to them, without having to explain it explicitly. Whether they understand or not depends on their intelligence."
If you come across a good antique, you're lucky enough not to miss out. Who would be so kind as to remind you? Wouldn't it be nice to just pick up a bargain?
The grandfather and grandson chatted, Zhong Yuxiu occasionally adding a few words. Gong Zhaodi and the others served the food, and after everyone ate, they fed the children. After taking care of the children, Wang Daya and the others handed them over to Yan Rushan and the other two while they went to clean up the mess.
The day passed in a busy and happy manner. At night, everyone felt at ease sleeping in the newly rented house. There was no vigilance as when staying in a hotel. So, for the people of Kyushu, a house is the foundation.
Living outside always lacks the feeling of having a home, and you just live casually; only when you have a home can you live your life seriously.
At night, the couple lay in bed, and Zhong Yuxiu began to ask carefully about the landlord of the house, and Yan Rushan explained it to her in detail.
"The landlords are a couple in their sixties. They had two sons. One died in the war; the other is not here. He followed the Communist Party to Hong Kong and Taiwan, and his life or death is still unknown." Yan Rushan paused, lowered his eyes to look at his wife's face, and kissed her. Under her gaze, he spoke carefully, "They had a good relationship. Back then, due to the younger son's involvement, he had overseas connections and was sent down to the countryside. Life was very difficult. His health was worn down, and he grew old without knowing when."
"Before they were sent down to the countryside, they had assets. Besides this house, they also owned two properties and had jobs. After the decentralization, everything was lost. Although the houses were returned to them after they returned, after so many years, it's not easy to get them back. They've been back for four or five years, and they've only recovered two properties: this old house and where they live now. They haven't recovered the other house."
"They wanted to sell the house that was confiscated, but the buyer wasn't stupid. Who would buy a house like this? Not only would it cause trouble, but the money might also be wasted. They have the money they paid back, but they're old after all, and they have a lot of expenses."
Zhong Yuxiu couldn't help but sigh after hearing this. Even someone as cold-hearted as her couldn't help but sigh after hearing this.
"If possible, give them a hand. Maybe with that house, they'd be more willing to give up this old house. This way, while it will prevent those who occupy the house from taking advantage, I still want to say that unjustly occupying someone else's house is wrong in itself. It's not yours, so you're not justified in occupying it, and it only brings you a bad reputation."
"Go to sleep, I understand." Yan Rushan said, holding the person in his arms.
Zhong Yuxiu nodded, buried her face in his chest, and couldn't help but think deeply; if she hadn't met Yan Rushan back then, perhaps she would have had a different life and taken a different path.
When she met Yan Rushan, he was there to protect her from the wind and rain, and to mitigate all the thunder and storms for her; he allowed her to adapt to the countryside for two years with peace of mind, and then they returned to the city, and they walked together again. Since they met again, he has been trying his best to be good to her, giving her all his sincerity and thoughts.
"Brother Yan."
"Hmm? What's wrong?" Yan Rushan asked, lowering his head. He felt her voice was a little muffled and stepped back slightly. "You have something to tell me?"
Zhong Yuxiu shook her head. "Nothing, I just wanted to call you."
"We're husband and wife, what's there to hide?" His handsome features were as strong as ever, his complexion much paler than when they first met. She put her arms around his neck and smiled. "I was just daydreaming. I was wondering what kind of life path I would have taken if I hadn't met you."
Yan Rushan frowned and hugged the man tighter, "There are no ifs in this world."
Yes, but no one knows about it.
Zhong Yuxiu chuckled, "Yes, you're right. There are no ifs in this world. In this life, I've chosen to walk with you. For the next few decades, there won't be those empty things."
"Sleep well. I'm going to take Grandpa out to play tomorrow. I'll tell Cao Zheng and the others to use their connections to help the two elderly landlords get the house back. Of course, we're not doing meals, so we need something in return."
If you do good things and say nothing, no one will know; don’t even mention that he is only concerned with profit. Who in this world is not concerned with profit?
Except for innocent children.
When they woke up, it was bright outside and the couple woke up one after another. Yan Rushan kissed his wife on the forehead with a smile on his face.
"Did you sleep well?"
"Yeah." Stretching and feeling relaxed, Zhong Yuxiu cupped Yan Rushan's face and placed a kiss on it. "It's time to get up. You have a lot to do today. We don't have a car here, so we can only take the bus to take Grandpa out for a trip. It's very tiring."
Yan Rushan smiled and said, "Taking the bus is great. It's less tiring because you don't have to drive. It's just that walking after getting off the bus is tiring, so I can consider it as exercise. Grandpa hasn't been doing much physical exercise since he got better, so this is a good opportunity to get him to walk more."
As people get older, their metabolism slows down, and they need proper exercise to enhance their metabolism; otherwise, once their metabolism slows down, their body will be prone to problems.
"You don't feel sorry for grandpa either." Since the grandson doesn't feel sorry for him, she, as the grandson's wife, won't feel sorry for him either.
What Yan Rushan said is not without reason. When people get old, they should exercise more and cannot stay still for a long time; their bones will become soft. The old man has retired and his personality has changed a lot.
I still remember the first time I met the old man. He was so majestic, strong and unyielding.
Looking at him now, the old man seems like a truly retired man, relaxing, taking care of his grandchildren, chatting with old comrades, playing chess, and drinking tea. His life is so leisurely and boring.