I don’t know where the house allocated to Aunt Liu’s son is, and whether it is close to home.
Aunt Liu quickly reported a place. After Wang Juan heard it, she immediately took out a pen and wrote down the address. "Forget it, I still don't know this place. I'll tell Xiao Lei when I get back."
She definitely doesn't know, but Zhao Lei definitely knows.
"Thank you." Aunt Liu knew that if there was no problem with Wang Juan, there would definitely be no problem with Zhao Lei, which made her breathe a sigh of relief.
After getting the approval slip, Han Zheng prepared to go to the police station to handle his household registration. When passing by the big office, he said goodbye to Wang Juan.
Everyone looked at Han Zheng as he left. "This guy is really nice. Before he left, he even came to say goodbye."
"Yeah, he's a good person, but it's a pity that he's already married." No matter how well Han Zheng performs, he's already married, just like Zhao Lei, no matter how well he performs, they can only watch.
Han Zheng was a do-it-yourselfer. When Wang Juan and her friends returned home for lunch at noon, they had already seen construction work starting at the gatehouse.
For example, if all the tiles on the roof were taken down, the noise would be really huge.
Zhang Cuiyi saw the movement of the Han family and was grumbling in her heart. When she saw Wang Juan coming back, she wondered, "Wang Juan can renovate the house like this?"
"The roof is leaking." Wang Juan heard Zhao Lei mention the situation of Han Zheng's house.
"The walls of the house had not been ventilated for a long time, and the paint had already fallen off."
"If we don't renovate this house completely, how can we live in it? It's already been vacant for so many days."
Wang Juan said unhappily, she knew that Zhao Qiang and his wife had chosen this house and wanted to leave it to Zhao Jianguo.
Don't think about it, although the gatehouse is not big, it is only an independent room with an area of more than ten square meters, and many people are watching it.
"Is it that bad?" After sending the twins to the nursery today, Zhang Cuiying strolled to the river to fish.
Ever since she learned that she could fish or exchange fish by the river, the old lady would go there once or twice a month.
When she came back, construction had already started next door. She didn't know what was going on in the house next door, but just seeing the construction start next door made the old lady feel extremely uncomfortable.
"The house wasn't in very good condition before. I'm over 80 now, so I just repaired whatever was broken." The old man didn't have much income, and he didn't have much time left, so he didn't think about renovating the house.
Auntie Ga and Auntie Hao looked at the interior of the house and said, "Mr. Zhang, that house is really shabby."
"If it weren't for the outer wall, I think the house would be almost reached." Of course, the situation was not that bad, Aunt Hao was just exaggerating a little.
A bricklayer was taking a break. "No matter how strong the wall is, it will break in a few days. If it collapses, it will be a big trouble."
Zhang Cuiyi heard the masons say so, so she said, "Then let's renovate it."
Anyway, it's not their own money. Once the money goes out of the wall, their home will not be safe. Zhang Cuiying still knows how to do this little calculation.
Wang Juan rolled her eyes. Why did he have to talk so much here when it had nothing to do with her?
Zhang Cuiyi was very unhappy when she saw Wang Juan's angry expression, "Wang Juan, what's with that expression?"
"Wife, it's time for dinner." Zhao Lei poked his head out of the house.
Wang Juan smiled at her and went home to have lunch, leaving Zhang Cuiying stamping her feet.
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