This is a quadrangle with three entrances. As soon as you walk in, you will see a small courtyard.
There are several rooms next to it.
Hua Qingping looked at the rooms and said, "When my brothers come here in the future, these rooms can be given to them to stay in."
Wang Jingxia smiled and said, "There are plenty of rooms in the back. These can be used as storage rooms, or even guest rooms."
The two of them entered another door and came to a large square courtyard.
There are two cross-shaped roads in the middle, dividing the area into several green areas.
There were two trees on the ground, one of which could be identified as a jujube tree, but the other one the two had never seen before.
Wang Jingxia looked around the yard and said, "This is a good place. It's convenient for drying clothes, and I can also grow some vegetables."
Hua Qingping agreed: "Let's put a table under this tree. From now on, I'll take Youyou and Xiangxiang to do their homework in the yard."
The room facing the door looks the most magnificent. There are small rooms on both sides of the large room.
But the small room doesn’t look small at all, it’s just smaller compared to the big room.
Wang Jingxia pointed to this room and said, "We'll live in this one. The two rooms on the left and right are for the children. The smaller one on the right is for Xiangxiang, and the bigger one on the left is for Youyou."
The wing rooms on both sides can also be divided into several rooms.
Wang Jingxia: "I want to make the room bigger. The right-hand side will be for my parents to live in, and the left-hand side can be used as a study for the two children, or divided into two rooms for the children to live in. We can simply make a bathroom and toilet on both sides of the room."
She then took Hua Qingping to see a small house in the right corner.
“This is our kitchen.”
The small house in the left corner is a thatched hut.
Wang Jingxia sighed, "When I first saw this house, I thought it was grand, and now when I look at it again, I still think it's grand."
She took Hua Qingping into the last yard.
This is a row of rooms.
"This side can be made into six rooms. I was thinking that when my brothers or relatives come over, they can live here."
After seeing it, Hua Qingping was amazed: "This house has more rooms than the one back home! It's worthy of being in Beijing!"
Wang Jingxia smiled and said, "I bought it just because it has so many rooms. It's so spacious! We're not broke."
After seeing the house, Hua Qingping was extremely satisfied.
"If Mom hadn't given us a share of the money, we would have been able to buy a small house with a yard. Now it's even better, we can live directly in the landlord's house!"
Using the term "landlord's house" to describe it is the most appropriate.
Such a house was unthinkable in the past. Many people in the village could not afford to build tiled houses and lived in thatched huts.
The Hua family is used to being wealthy, and both of them felt that it was worth spending 2,000 yuan to buy such a large courtyard house.
It doesn’t matter if you have more rooms, they will always be useful. But if you have fewer rooms, it won’t be a problem. Why bother yourself with troubles when you have money?
Just buy a bigger one.
In short, they got a house, hired someone to do some simple decoration, bought some necessary furniture, and then the two of them settled down.
As agreed, Wang Jingxia washed clothes and cooked for Hua Qingping and cleaned the house.
Hua Qingping is not as strong as her, so Wang Jingxia can do some of the heavy work.
However, Hua Qingping did not do nothing. When he was free, he would do housework with Wang Jingxia.
The couple lived a happy life in Beijing, and their little daughter Xiangxiang in their hometown was looking forward to it.
She pouted, feeling a little aggrieved: "It's been several months, why haven't my parents come to pick me up yet!"
Wan Qingliu coaxed, "The world outside is so big, and they haven't finished exploring yet. If they don't come in a few months, grandma will take you there, okay?"
Xiangxiang was happy: "Really? Grandma, don't lie to me!"
She was too bored being alone at home and didn't want to play with other kids outside.
If you play with them, you will only be bullied!
I used to have two older sisters to play with me, but now they go to school.
I am nothing among my friends.
She held the cake her grandmother had drawn in her heart, looking forward to it day by day, hoping that one day her grandmother would really take her to find her parents.
No one wanted to play with her, so she could only talk to Fang Guilong next door.
Fang Baogen refused to give up his only precious son even at his death. In order to maintain the stability of his family, he agreed with Zhao Tingnu in almost everything.
Ever since she found out that Fang Guilong was Fang Baogen's illegitimate son, Zhao Tingnu's attitude towards him took a 180-degree turn.
In this family, even Fang Zhaozhao, who was originally neglected, is in a better situation than Fang Guilong.
Fang Baogen didn't care about the cold treatment and grievances his son suffered. As long as he was in his home and not cold or hungry, it was enough.
It’s okay to let Zhao Ting vent her anger. It’s not a big deal for a boy to suffer a little grievance.
If Fang Guilong knew what he was thinking, he might even want to kill his own father.
Fang Guilong's biological mother, Widow Hua, also didn't like this illegitimate son very much.
Originally, they hoped that he would gain some benefits, but now Fang Baogen just regards him as a tool to continue the family line.
It also made Hua Guafu a laughing stock of the whole village, so Hua Guafu could not say that she liked her son.
Widow Hua's three sons also disliked their half-brother.
In short, all the children in the village didn't like to play with Fang Guilong, so he could only talk to the little girl next door occasionally.
Xiangxiang was distressed: "I miss my parents so much, but they went so far away and haven't come back for several months."
Fang Guilong said seriously, "You don't even have a letter?"
Xiangxiang thought about it and shook her head.
The postman uncle occasionally comes back to deliver letters, but there are no letters from "Dad" or "Mom", only unfamiliar names.
Fang Guilong pondered for a while, his face showing a heavy look and hesitant to speak.
"Tell me, is it possible that your parents won't come back?"
Xiangxiang retorted, "That's impossible! My grandma said my parents would come back to pick me up! She also said she would take me to see them in a few months!"
Fang Guilong's face showed even more sympathy.
"Usually when someone dies in a family, the adults will lie to the children, saying the person has gone somewhere very far away..."
Xiangxiang was stunned for a moment, then burst into tears.
She ran towards Wan Qingliu while crying.
"Mmmmm, milk!"
Wan Qingliu was confused when she saw her granddaughter crying like this. She quickly hugged her granddaughter and coaxed her:
"Don't cry, don't cry. Who bullied you?"
Xiangxiang wiped her tears, her eyes red from crying, and sniffed, "Grandma, are my parents dead?"
Wan Qingliu was at a loss for words: "Who with a sore mouth would say something like that?"
"They say that when someone goes far away, they die."
Wan Qingliu: "Bullshit! Your dad got into college and has a bright future! Your mom is living a good life with your dad! They went to the best city in the country and will pick you and your sister up soon."
Xiang Xiang pouted: "They haven't come to pick us up yet! They're lying!"
Wan Qingliu did not answer, but looked towards the door.
She started to curse.
"You two still remember to come back? If you don't come back, your daughter will think you are dead!"
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