Chapter 190 It's still better for Yan Xiao to marry.



A rare weekend.

Wen Qinghe invited Tang Lingling and her husband to her home for dinner.

Upon entering the courtyard house, Feng Tiezhu's mouth formed an "O" shape in astonishment...

"Brother Yan...is this really your yard?"

"No, Qingqing bought it."

Feng Tiezhu swallowed hard and silently rolled his eyes.

How can someone talk about eating and using their wife's things so openly and honestly?

Tsk, how shameless.

Yan Xiao had nothing to be ashamed of about this; the money belonged to his wife, but his wife was his.

Feng Tiezhu looked at the courtyard house, which was several times larger than his own. It was so grand and damnably tempting.

I wish he and Lingling could have one too.

“If you want to buy it, I have a two-door house nearby, but it’s a bit small…” Knowing that Feng Tiezhu was interested, Wen Qinghe gave him a heads-up.

At the same time, she genuinely felt that now was the best time to buy before housing prices started to rise sharply.

Lingling studies in Beijing, and if they could settle down there, it would be a great benefit to them in the future. But she couldn't say too much, since she couldn't force them to buy it.

Feng Tiezhu then realized he had accidentally blurted out, and quickly said, "Oh, I was just thinking, how much would a house like that cost? I could never afford it!"

"It's alright. If you're thinking of buying it, you can ask Ayan for advice," Wen Qinghe said with a smile.

At that moment, Feng Tiezhu hadn't thought about what would happen a few days later. He gritted his teeth and settled down in Beijing.

After finishing his time in the laboratory, Yan Xiao began preparing to return to his old profession in Beijing.

After all, Xu Xian and Hei Zi are coming soon.

We need to find a way for the two of them to survive in Beijing.

Feng Tiezhu is studying architecture, and his coursework isn't too demanding now. Initially, he would visit Tang Lingling every weekend, but Tang Lingling was always busy and couldn't spare the time to spend with him.

He had no choice but to seek out his only acquaintances in Beijing, the Yan couple.

To his bewilderment, the couple would wander around Beijing whenever they had free time.

Yan Xiao, in particular, seems to have a strong interest in house hunting.

I didn't care about the size; if I saw a suitable location, I would go and negotiate the price to buy it.

This extravagant purchase almost made him think he was buying cabbage.

After his initial astonishment, he couldn't help but think that Yan Xiao was lucky to have married into such a wealthy family.

Even if a family is very wealthy, it can't withstand this kind of extravagance from the couple, right?

They spend a thousand or two thousand yuan at a time; that's really extravagant spending.

But after following him for a few days, he began to get a taste of it.

Yan Xiao was never one to let himself suffer a loss, just like when the two of them used to go hunting together at home.

Following in Brother Yan's footsteps, he gained a lot along the way.

His current enthusiasm for looking at houses must stem from seeing potential in them.

Based on his past experience of never suffering losses by following Brother Yan, he couldn't help but have his own ideas.

After some internal struggle, he went to Tsinghua University to discuss the matter with Tang Lingling.

To everyone's surprise, Tang Lingling raised her hand in agreement.

"Buy a house? Sure! Didn't Qinghe tell you to ask Yanxiao for advice?"

"Take a look and see how much it costs. I have 1,600 yuan here, including what Mom gave us. It won't cost me much. You can take all of this money."

Feng Tiezhu was shocked: "Wife, you agree to buy a house?"

“What’s there to disagree with? Think about it, if we had our own house, we could bring Little Stone and his mother here and they would have a place to stay. No matter how big or small they are, they’ll always have a place to stay when they come.”

Besides, for some reason, Tang Lingling always felt that Wen Qinghe's words that day had a hidden meaning. She had a gut feeling that if she didn't seize the opportunity this time, she would definitely regret it later.

She had been missing Xiao Shitou ever since she came to Beijing; she had never been away from him for so long.

Upon hearing Tang Lingling mention Little Stone, Feng Tiezhu also began to miss the chubby little boy.

He longed for his family to be together.

But those houses aren't cheap.

"Wife, you've given me all the money. How can you not have a single penny on you?" Feng Tiezhu then pulled out two hundred yuan and stuffed it into Tang Lingling's hand.

"Take these two hundred. I'll go find Brother Yan to see if the two-courtyard house he mentioned has been sold."

If all else fails, we can buy a smaller one. Before you left, Mom told me not to mistreat you.

Tang Lingling chuckled, "Okay, then come to me for more if you need more. Don't worry about me not having money. I can earn money now. The article I wrote a few days ago was submitted by my teacher. When the payment comes in, it should be more than fifty yuan."

Feng Tiezhu was stunned. "Wife, you're amazing!"

His wife, Lingling, had already started making money without his knowledge, while he was still aimlessly wandering around all day.

Feng Tiezhu couldn't help but feel a little depressed.

However, knowing that she was not short of money, he no longer had any concerns.

After leaving Tsinghua University, he went to find Yan Xiao.

"Brother Yan, is that two-courtyard house that your sister-in-law mentioned still there? Can you take me to see it?"

Yan Xiao glanced at him in surprise. It wasn't for nothing that he had taken him all over the capital these past few days; it seemed he wasn't so stupid after all.

"Okay. I'll take you to ask."

That two-courtyard house was only separated from their current siheyuan (traditional courtyard house) by an alley.

When they first looked at the house, it was empty.

However, Wen Qinghe thought it was too small, so she didn't consider it.

The price isn't expensive; Xiao Wang said the homeowner asked for 1,200.

Feng Tiezhu looked at the house that Wen Qinghe had described as a bit small. While he had called it small, he had just gone inside and counted all the rooms – the main hall, side rooms, and auxiliary rooms – totaled twenty-five.

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