Fang Qing asked, "When will they come?"

"I'm dealing with things at home. It should be here in ten days or so."

Ten days or eight days?

Where can she find a job?

She can forget about finding a job as a salesperson nearby because all the neighbors know that she was fired for making a mistake at work.

Unless you go to a neighborhood a little further away.

Oh, and they're moving.

Fang Qing asked, "Have you settled the house issue? My parents are coming soon, where are we going to live?"

"The house is done, but...it's not very good. The good thing is that we can live there for free."

When she heard it was free, Fang Qing automatically ignored the mention that the house was not in good condition.

"Free? That's good."

"The house is not in good condition." Lu Jiangting reminded her.

Fang Qing said, "No matter how bad it is, can it be worse than a house in the countryside? The house I lived in when I was a child was drafty on all sides. It was very cold in the mountains in winter, and it snowed heavily. I almost froze to death."

Having said that, she felt sorry for herself.

"Jianjun and I are similar. He and I are the two most pitiful people in our mountain. If we hadn't encouraged each other and clung to each other for warmth, we might not have survived."

Speaking of this, she wiped away tears.

"Who would have known that we had survived such hard times, and when good times were about to come, he would be gone."

This is also what Lu Jiangting feels difficult about.

He knew how hard Wang Jianjun's life was in the past.

Yes, we finally made it through and escaped from many mountains, but he is gone.

Lu Jiangting's heart tensed up and he paused for a moment before saying, "How about we pay a little more and rent a better house?"

"Don't." She said this not to spend more money, but to tell him that she could endure hardships and make him feel less guilty about himself.

Looking back, after his parents died, he could be better to himself.

He could live a good life with her, and she could be considered to have finally gotten through it.

"It's okay if the conditions are a little worse. We are in financial difficulty now, so we just need to be patient. When life gets better in the future, we will move and live in a better house."

Seeing how considerate she was, Lu Jiangting softened his heart again.

"Okay, Fang Qing, I will remember that you have to suffer with me. When conditions permit in the future, I will definitely not let you suffer."

That's what she wanted.

Why do old men and women come to live here so comfortably?

The old man is so sloppy that he will ruin any house, no matter how nice it is.

The house they live in now is not very good, but after they both die, the three of them can move into a better house.

Fang Qing knew the house was bad, but she didn't expect it to be that bad.

When Lu Jiangting brought her to that house, she felt it was not as good as the woodshed in her hometown.

The woodshed in my hometown is big enough at least. This house, which is said to have two bedrooms and a living room, is too small.

Are you sure one of the rooms is not separated by stairs?

"Is this also a room?"

"This is separated by stairs."

"But...I can't even stand up straight."

"This is a bedroom. The purpose of a bedroom is to sleep. You don't need to stand up straight."

Fang Qing: “…”

"I've thought about it. This house has a few stairs to climb, so you and Chenchen should live there. The room downstairs is for my parents. They are in poor health and can't climb stairs. If they fall while climbing the stairs, it will put more pressure on us, don't you think?"

Fang Qing looked around the house. There were two rooms, one on the stairs and one below. Although the one on the stairs was as low as a coffin room, it was clean and sanitary because the old man and the old woman could not climb the stairs.

If they live downstairs, it is bigger, but the old man and the old woman can sit on it as a sofa all day long. Will they still be able to sleep?

If you live in this house, you can only sleep in the coffin room on the upper floor.

"It's quite nice for Chenchen and I to live here." She looked at Lu Jiangting and said, "It's quite big if we make a bed out of it. The three of us can sleep there."

Lu Jiangting looked away awkwardly.

Fang Qing continued, "It just feels like this house is really old. These wires must have been installed later."

"It's really old, it's a house from the Republic of China era. This area will all be demolished in the future. I don't think we will be able to live here for long. These houses will have to be demolished."

That's good.

She has already said that she can endure hardships, so she can't go back on her word.

"Okay, let's live here."

"Okay, since you think it's okay, I'll give you the key and you can move in tomorrow when you're free. You don't have to pay the rent for next month, which is due in eight days."

Then she is not in a hurry to move here, and it won't be too late to move in a few days.

She'd better hurry up and find a job.

…

In the past few days, Lin Yuyao passed various tests and successfully obtained a driver's license.

What she didn't know was that it was a good thing she got it quickly.

If it is one or two months later, new policies will be introduced and it will be much more troublesome to get a driver's license.

In addition, the documents required by the magazine were also obtained, and the house was renovated. She borrowed a large fan from Zhou Jing and bought three large fans for herself, making a total of four large fans blowing in the house.

Zhou Jing was puzzled, "There's no one around, why are you bragging every day?"

"Blow it clean."

"Isn't it cleaned?"

Lin Yuyao smiled and said, "Some pollution cannot be seen by the eyes. Anyway, it's better to blow it away."

Zhou Jing didn't understand what was so scary about invisible pollution. She just thought that having four large fans blowing like this every day would consume a lot of electricity.

Power consumption means money, money~

Before we knew it, it’s summer and graduation season again.

It's hot today, so the fans are turned on in the bookstore.

The wind was blowing and it was hot.

A young girl who graduated from junior high school came to the bookstore to apply for a job.

Her name is Luo Yanni, she is seventeen years old, tall and thin.

Lin Yuyao was surprised, "You just graduated from junior high school this year?"

"Yes, I started school late." Luo Yanni was still a little shy and spoke in a low voice.

I just graduated this year, which means I just came out of school.

I started looking for a job right after finishing my junior high school exams.

Zhou Jing was a little worried and asked her, "Are you still studying?"

She was worried that she was just working as a summer intern. If she ran away again when school started in two months, she would have to hire someone else, which would be very troublesome.

Luo Yanni said: "I don't want to study anymore, I just come out to work."

Zhou Jing said, "Little girl, I have to make it clear first. We have to withhold half a month's salary. That is to say, if you start working now, you will not get paid until the 15th of next month. If you run away after working for two months and go to school on September 1st, you will not get paid next month."

"Don't worry, I won't."

"You just finished the exam and the results haven't come out yet. How can you be sure that you won't fail?"

"I didn't even take the entrance exam. I...my family wouldn't let me." She said in a low voice, her voice getting lower and lower.

Zhou Jing and others looked at each other.

Liu Yihuan tried to smooth things over, "The registration fee for the exam is not cheap. If your grades are too far behind, it's better not to take the exam. It will save you some money."

There are still a lot of people who have not escaped poverty these days, and every penny they can save counts. The competition in high schools is fierce, and those whose grades are really too far behind or who choose not to continue their studies will just take their diplomas and not take the high school entrance examination.