That Doctor Ji was forty-four years old, two years younger than Qi Aiguo. He was the chief physician of the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and was quite famous in the hospital. His medical skills were recognized by everyone and his salary was high. He had a courtyard house on Zhengde Street. It was said that he was from Country Y and had assets there, but his identity was clean. He was a returned overseas Chinese capitalist who had made a good living.
Qian Yuxiang's heart was burning with passion, especially when she thought of Ji Yuanhui's face. Although he was in his forties, he didn't have the greasy feeling of a middle-aged man at all. He looked elegant, upright and refreshing. His appearance was even better than Qi Aiguo's. In addition, he was an overseas Chinese capitalist and lived in a large courtyard house. A man like this was worthy of her, Qian Yuxiang, to entrust her life to.
This is something that needs to be carefully considered.
Ji Yuanhui had no idea that he was being targeted. After returning to Zhengde Street, he and Si Fengyi changed clothes at home and went to the Song family at No. 8 for dinner. Song Yun had just said on the way that she would be the cook that day and asked them to come and eat together.
The two had just changed their clothes when Bai Ruanruan came back, and the three of them were heading over together.
During dinner, Song Yun mentioned that they had recently started registering personal properties. All the properties that had been previously occupied, whether by robbery or private use, had begun to be liquidated. Before long, they would be able to take the property ownership certificates to the street office to register, and have the official help to get their own houses back.
Song Yun said, "The small Western-style building at 77 Pingyang Road is now occupied by members of the Revolutionary Committee, and the courtyard on Guangfeng Road has become a slum, occupied by numerous tenants. The street authorities have to step in and help us reclaim these houses. As for the house in Baihua Lane, it's still occupied by Bai Cuicui and her husband. The situation is different now, and we can go directly to their house and ask them to move out."
It was only in the past two months that Song Hao found out that Bai Qingxia had several houses under her name. He didn't have any thoughts about it. To him, one property was the same as ten properties. They were all given to Qingxia by the Bai family, and would be given to the children in the future.
But he was also happy that he could get the house back now, so he said to Bai Qingxia, "Why don't we go take a look at it next time we have a break."
Bai Qingxia had no objection. "Okay." Thinking of Bai Cuicui, her face darkened again. "I used to let Bai Cuicui live in Baihua Lane to help me take care of the house because I thought she was pitiful and honest. She's been living there since I was in college, and it's been over twenty years. Before our family got into trouble, I paid her a salary every month and made her clothes for all four seasons. I thought I had never treated her unfairly. Not only is she ungrateful, but she's now coveting my house and my belongings. It's truly insatiable."
All those things were moved away by Xiaoyun, so this ungrateful person didn't get any benefit from them.
After dinner, Song Yun took a walk in the backyard. She saw that the old and new tulsi trees were growing well, and the ancient tea trees had also sprouted many new buds. It seemed that both the tulsi trees and the ancient tea would have a good harvest. She felt happier. She poured nutrient solution into the large water tank and watered the young trees before leaving Zhengde Street.
When she returned to the compound, it was already eight o'clock in the evening. Qi Mo Nan had not come back yet, so she went to boil water for a bath.
Every time at this time, she missed the water heater and shower head from her hometown so much. But she didn't have to wait too long. These things would be available in a couple of days. As long as the market opened up, with her uncle, a big overseas capitalist, around, she could get anything.
After taking a shower, Qi Mo Nan had not returned yet. She walked towards the bedroom while drying her hair. She always felt that something seemed to be missing at home, but she couldn't think of it. Until she walked to the door of the room and saw clear scratches on the door, she suddenly remembered, why was Huibao not at home?
Clearly, when she left with Ke Hongxing in the afternoon, Huibao was still there.
Huibao usually doesn't run out by himself, so it must have been Qi Mo Nan who took him out.
Half an hour later, Qi Mo Nan came back, but Hui Bao was not with him.
Song Yun asked hurriedly, "You didn't take Huibao with you?"
Qi Mo Nan walked over to her and smelled her fresh fragrance after bathing. He wanted to hug her, but was afraid that his clothes would dirty her pajamas, so he just reached out and pinched her face, "I sent Huibao back to Zhengde Street."
Song Yun raised her eyebrows, "Will it?"
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