As soon as they arrived home, the couple was immediately stunned by the large carved iron gate.
The old man touched the door knocker and said, "This is where only capitalists lived before liberation, right?"
Wan Qingliu said, "It's been so many years since liberation. How can there still be capitalists? Wouldn't it be nice to live in such a nice house?"
The houses in Hai City are really different from the courtyard houses in the old capital. Although the courtyard houses are also luxurious, they are in line with the customary luxury.
It's nothing more than bricks, tiles, corridors, and yards. Even though it's not affordable to build, who doesn't have an impression of it?
I had never seen this small villa before, and I had no idea what it looked like. Suddenly, the bright colors and completely different decoration style had a huge impact on me.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see sofas, fireplaces and chandeliers. A staircase leads directly to the upper floor, giving it a Western style at first glance.
Even though Wan Qingliu had seen various styles in later life, he was still opened his eyes by the Western splendor of this pure era.
The old man was even more shocked.
The coffee table for guests was not filled with fancy tea sets, but with children's milk powder and towels.
The enamel cup placed next to it is full of life, which instantly brings people back to the simple daily life from the shock of Western style.
After all, no matter how luxurious your home is, you still have to live.
Blankets and coats were piled on the sofa, giving it a sense of everyday clutter.
It dilutes the sense of distance brought by the decoration.
Hua Jingmin: "Mom and Dad, the bed in the room is ready for you. I'll take you to your room."
The room is upstairs. When you open the door, the light is very bright and there is a small balcony.
Originally, there should have been some flowers and plants planted on the balcony, but now all that grew in the soil were neatly arranged green vegetables, green onions, coriander and garlic.
Looking out from the balcony, you can see the tops of the sycamore trees next to the street. The leaves of the sycamore trees have begun to turn yellow, and the sun shining on them creates golden reflections.
The bed was covered with a thick layer of cotton wool, and then covered with a brightly colored floral bed sheet and a thin floral quilt, which instantly made it feel down-to-earth.
Hua Jingmin prepared milk powder for the child, changed the diaper, and handed him to Wan Qingliu.
"Mom, please keep an eye on it for me. I'm going to cook."
A doll was stuffed into Wan Qingliu's arms, and he suddenly became dazed.
"Why don't you take care of the kids and I'll go cook."
The young man turned into a househusband in seconds. This change is really big.
Hua Jingmin: "Let me do it, Mom. We use coal stoves to cook here, and you've never used one."
As he spoke, he picked up the matches nimbly, walked to the kitchen to light the fire, and then put the coal balls into the stove.
After a while, there was a crackling sound, the sound of oil exploding was heard, and the smell of oil smoke drifted over.
The vegetables are probably already washed, cut and placed there, and when the heat is almost right, just pour them directly into the pan and stir-fry.
Wan Qingliu sat on the sofa in the living room downstairs, looking at the old man who was also a little unresponsive, and then glanced at the empty room except for the sofa and the dining table.
While Hua Jingmin was serving the food, he asked, "How much is your electricity bill?"
Hua Jingmin thought for a moment and said, "It's cheaper than ours."
Wan Qingliu slammed the sofa and said, "Fourth brother, how about I buy you some appliances?"
It can be seen that Hua Jingmin is still very frugal. After all, her other sons have helped, so there is no reason not to help this one.
Actually, it is the eldest daughter who cares the least. After all, she is already in her forties, and her children are all adults and mature enough that they don't need her to care too much.
However, Wan Qingliu did not expect herself to treat everyone equally. She felt that as long as she felt at ease, that was enough.
The old man's hands trembled: "Why do you suddenly want to buy an appliance for the fourth child?"
Although his wife can earn money, she always makes him nervous when she spends money so swiftly. At this rate, he is afraid that she will not have any money left for her retirement.
Wan Qingliu took out a gold lock from his pocket and put it on the child.
I didn’t give it before because I didn’t have it, but now I have no shortage of gold, so I can give it to anyone with any size.
The old man didn't object. After all, he was a grandson, so he would always be different.
Wan Qingliu: "The other children have grown up, and the gold will be added later. You can't hang gold locks around the necks of those older children too, right?"
As for Hua Wanchi?
The entire gold mine belongs to her, and turning it into jewelry for her is like taking off your pants to fart.
Wan Qingliu: "I think the fourth brother is also reluctant to spend money. Technology has advanced so much now, with TVs and washing machines.
I think there are air conditioners, and the electricity bill is not expensive, so installing a few would improve their lives."
The technologies that Hua Wanchi gave away have already produced results, but unfortunately most people can't afford them.
Old man: "Do you have enough money?"
Wan Qingliu: "You are such a fool, old man! You will spend money even if I don't have enough?"
Hua Jingmin actually felt that there was no need for it, but he also thought that his mother might not be adapting here, and perhaps wanted to pay some money to make her feel more at ease.
So he didn't refuse. After all, he had already taken the 10,000 yuan, so he might as well be shameless and take some electrical appliances.
In fact, Wan Qingliu came here for another purpose, which was to take the fourth brother to do business.
It was agreed upon at the beginning of the year, but he was unable to leave because he had to take care of the pregnant Zhou Baozhen.
Now that the child is born and there is a factory in the village, Wan Qingliu has a new idea.
You can ask Hua Jingmin to wholesale clothes from the village factory and sell them in Haishi.
She specially brought some clothes to test the market. If they sold well, she would plan to cooperate with the fourth brother.
On the table there was a dish of scrambled eggs with tomatoes, a dish of stir-fried vegetables, a dish of stir-fried green peppers with sausage, and a dish of steamed meat.
Hua Jingmin: "There are not many vegetables to buy here, so we can only eat these."
Old Flower: "Isn't this dish good? How much better do you want to eat?"
This dish is indeed delicious in an ordinary family, but it is really not as good as the food in my hometown.
The meat for this steamed meat was bought with the ticket Wan Qingliu sent me some time ago.
Wan Qingliu was still in a good mood: "Fourth Brother, take Mom to the vegetable market tomorrow. I'm going to set up a stall."
Hua Jingmin was a little surprised: "Mom, you're setting up a stall here?"
So he came here specifically to set up a stall?
"There's a garment factory in the village, and the clothes are selling very well in the county town, so I wanted to come over here and take a look."
Hua Jingmin pondered for a moment.
“There are quite a few stalls in the market, but I don’t see any selling clothes.”
Many wealthy locals are quite particular. There are so many shops in Haishi, and I wonder if they would look down on the clothes sold at the stalls.
The old man couldn't help but ask: "Then what should I do?"
Wan Qingliu glanced at him and said with a laugh, "You can help the fourth brother take care of his grandson."
To be honest, it was her foresight that made the decision to let the second child stay at home to take care of the baby.
Look at what a good example he sets. Aren’t his two younger brothers doing a great job raising their own children?
So, men are no worse than women at raising children.
If the old man insists on favoring boys over girls, just ask him to take care of the grandson.
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