Xiao Bao: "......"
Song Yanzhi turned around and glanced at Pei Yuchen with a hint of helplessness: "I'm not saying we can't buy, it's just that we can't buy that many."
Pei Yuchen smiled and said in a low voice.
Xiao Bao silently breathed a sigh of relief.
However, Song Yanzhi confiscated his food, leaving him only a small bag of biscuits.
Xiao Bao glanced at Pei Yuchen, whose eyes held a hint of helplessness, his expression saying, "I have to listen to your mother too."
Xiao Bao could only eat his cookies silently.
After finishing his meal, he went to brush his teeth because his mother said that if he didn't brush his teeth after eating at night, worms would grow in his mouth.
Xiao Bao doesn't want to get worms; he finds it disgusting.
So now he brushes his teeth twice a day.
Seeing him brush his teeth, Pei Jichuan, who was doing his homework, realized it was getting late and quickly put away his homework to brush his teeth.
The two little ones squatted by the door, each holding a toothbrush, brushing their teeth diligently.
As they scrolled through the pages, they started comparing their progress.
See who can brush for the longest time and who can brush the cleanest.
It wasn't until Song Yanzhi saw that the person hadn't gone back for a while and came out that he realized it.
She looked a little sullen. Although the two children hadn't had many conflicts, Song Yanzhi knew that they were secretly competing with each other.
They would compare who wrote better and whose handwriting was prettier when doing their homework.
The male protagonist is unwilling to admit defeat, and so is Xiao Bao. With such a competitor by his side, Xiao Bao becomes much more self-disciplined and very proactive in his studies.
Song Yanzhi thought it was a good idea, but she only allowed it to go so far, not wanting Xiao Bao to go overboard.
Now they're even comparing how they brush their teeth.
She stopped the two men, who were still foaming at the mouth, slumped over, and looked at her fearfully.
He looked like he knew he was wrong.
Even though you know it's wrong.
"Go wash up and go to sleep right away. Don't do this again."
Song Yanzhi was somewhat helpless. He scolded the two children with a stern face, and they slunk off to wash their faces.
Wang Yanmei knew about the Pei family's move the day before.
She knew her son was going to be discharged from the military and would definitely move out to find a job.
But I didn't expect it to happen so quickly, and without even telling me, the mother.
When they went to cause trouble, they found that the whole family was gone.
She did happen to see a suspicious figure at the door.
Wang Yanmei was about to leave with a cold expression when she saw who it was, and her expression suddenly froze.
Meanwhile, Song Yanzhi took a day off and went to see a house with Pei Yuchen.
The house isn't far from here, about a ten-minute bus ride.
The surrounding area is quite convenient, and the transportation is also convenient, but the building facilities are a bit old, as it is an old neighborhood.
When Song Yanzhi arrived at the location, he realized that he had been to this place in his previous life.
Pei Yuchen has a brother who lives here. She and Pei Yuchen visited once when the brother got married.
Later, in the 1990s, the city's economy began to grow rapidly, and the real estate market emerged, so his brother's house also began to appreciate in value.
Suddenly, the people living in this old place saw their net worth increase dozens of times, becoming the most envied families by everyone.
When Song Yanzhi first read this plot in the novel, Zhou Qiao told Pei Yuchen that if she had married him earlier, she would definitely have owned several houses.
Song Yanzhi didn't know where her confidence came from.
But now I have a strange feeling.
Although she is raising her child, working as a teacher, and studying, it's difficult for her to earn that much money.
But by taking advantage of information asymmetry, they might actually be able to reap the benefits before the real estate market develops.
I don't ask for great wealth or status; I only hope that in the future, my children and I won't have to worry about the daily necessities of life.
But Song Yanzhi also knew that there were very few people buying and selling houses these days. Most of them were locals who cherished the old things and would not be willing to sell their old houses.
Unless the family is truly desperate for money and has nowhere else to turn.
As she was deep in thought, Pei Yuchen assumed she was frowning because of the unpleasant environment.
He looked at her for a moment, then explained in a low voice, "The facilities here are a bit old, but they don't affect usability. Besides, it's convenient to live here. Once we've settled down, we'll renovate the house."
This apartment was found for him by one of his brothers; he had been asking around for a while about finding a suitable place.
Although the airport will provide accommodation, it is still inconvenient.
The airport's location is not only remote, but it also makes it difficult for children to go to school.
If Song Yanzhi doesn't go to work and Xiaobao doesn't go to school, it's not a big deal.
But Song Yanzhi is a teacher here, and Xiao Bao has just adapted to the environment of the preschool class, so it would be inconvenient for him to leave suddenly.
The family who owns this house went abroad many years ago, and due to special circumstances, they haven't returned. Now they plan to develop their careers overseas.
This house has remained vacant ever since.
Later, when they heard that Pei Yuchen wanted it, they contacted a relative. Upon learning that it was a friend of Pei Yuchen's, the relative agreed to sell it to him.
Although it looks old, it's not cheap either.
The other party did give him a price that was considered a "family price".
Pei Yuchen hesitated at first.
But after going inside and seeing the house, he immediately bought it.
He felt that Song Yanzhi would definitely like it.
The two walked in one after the other. The house was right by the main road, with an iron gate outside.
The iron gate was rusty, but it still showed that the family had a rich history and wealth. Even the patterns on the iron gate were exquisite and beautiful.
Pushing open the door, the yard was desolate, with weeds and moss growing under the piled-up stones.
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