Tang Chunlan finally said the same thing.
"If you like it, buy it. If you don't have money, tell mom."
"And Third Brother." Huo Xinyuan immediately responded, but after he finished speaking, he scratched his head with some displeasure, "But I don't have much money right now, so I can probably only buy a few tiles, but it's also a token of my appreciation."
"I understand." Su Miaomiao was a little surprised that they didn't try to persuade her anymore.
But it seemed like from the beginning to the end, as long as it was her idea, they never rejected it.
At this time, Su Miaomiao contacted four other owners, but only one was not willing to sell, only to rent.
Su Miaomiao made an appointment with the other three parties to complete the transaction tomorrow.
After returning home, Su Miaomiao went back to her room and took out all the savings certificates she had during this period.
The next morning, I went to the bank and was the first one to rush in when it opened.
She withdrew a lot of money this time and was afraid that if she went too late the bank wouldn't have that much money.
When the bank staff heard that she wanted to withdraw such a large sum of money, they asked her several times and only continued the operation after confirming that they had heard it correctly.
It is still very convenient to withdraw money at the moment. Your route and destination will not be checked. Su Miaomiao withdrew the money and hurried out of the bank.
In one morning, all four apartments were bought.
This was the final transaction with Mr. Chen. After Su Miaomiao gave him the money, he gave her the title deed of the house.
Su Miaomiao checked it, and after making sure it was correct, she carefully put it away.
Mr. Chen took the money and looked around.
This is his ancestral home. He grew up here. According to the rules, this house should be passed down from generation to generation.
But now...
"Su Zhizhi, I have always taken good care of this house. I hope you can take good care of it." Mr. Chen's voice was a little hoarse.
"I can." Su Miaomiao and Zheng Xiao nodded.
She likes this house very much. When she has more money, she will renovate it and it will definitely be very comfortable for her to live in.
Old Chen took one last look at the house in front of him, hugged the money in his arms, turned around and strode away.
He walked very quickly, as if he was afraid that he would regret it if he hesitated any longer.
Su Miaomiao looked at his receding figure with a hint of sadness in her eyes.
I guess he must have encountered a great disaster, otherwise he wouldn't have sold his ancestral home.
"I inquired around, and it seems that Mr. Chen's son is sick and needs a large sum of money, so he's thinking of selling the house." Huo Xinyuan said slowly, not knowing whether he saw through Su Miaomiao's thoughts.
"Are you sick?" Su Miaomiao turned to look at him.
"It's not really a disease, actually. It seems like he was in a car accident before and has been in a coma ever since, so he has to stay in the hospital." Huo Xinyuan added.
Su Miaomiao nodded and murmured.
"No wonder the ancestral home is being sold."
"Little sister, you are not blaming yourself, are you?" Huo Xinyuan suddenly felt a little regretful for saying this to Su Miaomiao.
"Why should I blame myself?" Su Miaomiao suddenly raised her head.
"Then your expression just now..."
"I just feel a little sad, and I can't say I blame myself at all. After all, it wasn't us who hit his son, and it wasn't us who forced him to sell the house. He's desperate now. If we don't buy his house, he will sell it to someone else. Maybe he won't meet customers like us who are willing to pay for it." Su Miaomiao doesn't have such strong empathy.
In this society, a large number of people are living a hard life.
It is impossible for her to blame herself when she sees someone suffering.
After all, their suffering was not caused by her.
She just wants to live her own life.
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