At this time, at Jinghai Railway Station, a timid middle-aged man and a sarcastic middle-aged woman got off the train with a timid, fat-headed and big-eared boy.
Qin Dafeng grabbed Mian Bao's hand tightly and scolded Mian Jianyong who was carrying large and small bags.
"Hurry up and catch up, what are you dawdling for, you useless piece of shit."
Mian Jianyong was not annoyed, and nodded repeatedly in a servile manner: "Hey hey."
It was Mianbao's first time going out far away, and he timidly hid behind Qin Dafeng: "Mom, I'm scared."
Qin Dafeng patted Mianbao's hand soothingly: "Son, don't be afraid, Mom is here. Wait until we find your sister and ask her to give us some money to buy meat for our baby."
When he heard that there was meat to eat, Mianbao was instantly happy and became a little braver.
But he still held Qin Dafeng's sleeve tightly and didn't dare to let go at all.
Mian'ao happily returned to the Mian family with a big bag of food and clothes that Siming bought for her.
Mian Shengao, who would not go home until dark, was miraculously already sitting in the living room.
When he saw the cotton jacket, his eyes became deep.
He said calmly, "You're back. Come and sit down."
Mian'ao blinked curiously. This was the first time that Mian Shengao spoke to her calmly and normally.
He took a step with his short legs and walked over.
He sat down straight opposite Mian Shengao and looked at him straight.
The veins on Mian Shengao's forehead were throbbing slightly. How could such an uneducated person look at others like that?
He suppressed his anger and said, "You should know the situation of our family after you sold it once."
Cotton Jacket was bewildered: "I don't know."
Mian Shengao said: "Okay, if you don't know, I'll tell you."
"You took all the money and valuables in the house. I have very little left after paying for the furniture, buying clothes and other daily expenses."
The cotton-padded jacket opened its big innocent eyes and silently hugged the small bag tightly.
What did you say? I don’t understand.
Mian Shengao was irritated by her actions and gritted his teeth as he said, "Don't worry, I won't let you take it out."
I'm not at all reassured about Mian'ao. This old man is so mean.
Hold the bag tighter.
Mian Shengao was so angry that he endured it again and again and did not overturn the table.
He simply turned his eyes away, thinking out of sight, out of mind: "There really isn't much money to spend at home, but there's still an old house that might be worth some money."
"It's just that the land is quite remote and we are all busy and don't have time to sell it."
"If you're willing, I'll leave it to you."
"The money from selling..."
Mian'ao looked at Mian Shengao with sparkling eyes and asked, "What will happen to the money from the sale?"
Mian Shengao's pupils tightened. "You get half of the money from the sale, and the remaining half will be used for daily expenses at home."
"I do." Mian'ao agreed without any hesitation.
Mian Shengao prepared a lot of nonsense, but he didn't use a single word.
This evil ghost agreed so readily, could he be up to some trick?
After thinking about it, I felt that it was unlikely.
Perhaps this evil ghost is simply greedy for money.
"Okay, here are the keys and the house certificate. Just take them and go over."
"I've already made an appointment with the buyer, just negotiate the price with him."
Mian Shengao handed the prepared document bag to Mian'ao.
This was a pre-planned move. If it happened to someone else, there would definitely be all kinds of conspiracy theories.
But there is no such thing as a cotton-padded jacket. No one can beat her, and all the conspiracies are in vain.
I was so happy at the thought of having some extra cash in my pocket.
Mian Shengao looked at Mian Ao's back with a vicious look in his eyes.
Xu Jingyi came out of the kitchen and asked in a low voice: "Is it okay?"
Mian Shengao glanced at her and said, "As long as the person you find is okay, it will be fine."
Xu Jingyi was silent for a moment. She was looking for the person under the overpass, and she was not sure if it would work.
I just hope that even if I can't kill this evil ghost, I can at least trap her.
To prevent her from going to the Meng family banquet and ruining the family's good fortune.
Mian Shengao drank tea with his eyes lowered. What he wanted was not to be trapped.
The next day, after getting enough sleep and eating a full meal, he took his things and went to the old house.
The old house of the Mian family is located in the old city area of the northern district of Jinghai City, among a large number of abandoned villas.
There are also some elderly people living here whose families have fallen on hard times or who have no descendants.
Due to the lack of popularity, it looks gloomy and desolate.
Although it is the beginning of spring, the plane trees on both sides of the road are still lifeless, without a trace of new green.
There were crunching fallen leaves and dead branches under my feet, as if no one had ever cleaned them up and a thick layer of them had accumulated.
Mian'ao found her house number. The man who was going to buy the house hadn't arrived yet, so she squatted at the door, took out nuts from the small gourd, and chewed them with a crunch.
Soon, a man covered in a black robe appeared in sight.
Cotton-padded jacket's eyes followed the figure until the person stopped in front of him.
"Are you the one who bought the house?" asked Mian'ao, tilting his little head.
The man in black robes seemed to chuckle softly: "Yes, buy a house, take me in to have a look."
The cotton jacket didn't move, his eyes darted around, looking at the people coming in: "Do you have money?"
The man in black robe paused as he was about to walk in, as if he had not expected the man in cotton jacket to ask such a strange question.
"I need to see it first before deciding whether to buy it or not."
The cotton-padded jacket's face darkened immediately: "Then you didn't bring any money. You don't bring any money when buying a house. Are you planning to buy a room that's not yours?"
The man in black robes didn't have time to discuss whether to buy the house with her. His aura suddenly turned cold and he asked in a deep voice, "Are you going to sell it or not?"
As he spoke, he was about to take action.
The man in cotton-padded jacket tilted his head and said, "This man is impolite."
As the little foot was lifted, the man in black robe didn't see what happened and was kicked out, falling on his back.
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