Chapter 84
The main gate of No. 2 Middle School is no different from No. 1 Middle School and Wu Middle School. They are both two tall iron gates. The only difference is that the teaching building is directly facing the iron gate. When you look inside from the iron gate, the first thing you see is the main entrance of the teaching building.
The iron gate is tightly closed, and only the small door of the guard room next to it is open. You have to go in and out through the small door of the guard room.
Jiang Xi wondered if he would be recognized by the guard if he entered the gate of No. 2 Middle School like this, and then would he not be allowed in?
That would be a bit embarrassing.
So she stood at the door and looked at He Qiaosheng: "Aren't you going back to school?"
He Qiaosheng put his hands in his pockets: "Our school hasn't started yet, I'm here to play." He waved his hand, "Then you go in, I'm going back."
He turned around and left from the gate of No. 2 Middle School. When he walked to the alley, he looked back at the gate of No. 2 Middle School. He thought he saw Ma Dongmei had already entered the school, but he didn't expect to see her standing at the gate of No. 2 Middle School, watching him leave.
He couldn't help but waved at her, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and then with a "bang", he hit his head against the wall at the alley, and immediately couldn't maintain his handsome image, and ran into the alley with a grin on his face, holding his head in pain.
After running into the alley, he covered his head and pounded the wall in frustration. It was so embarrassing. He
actually embarrassed himself in front of Ximeng!
He leaned against the wall with tears in his eyes. He had the urge to kill himself. It was so embarrassing.
He didn't know she was Ximeng at first, but after meeting her many times, he couldn't help but look at her more and more. He saw what she was typing on the computer every time. He was not sure at first, but later he found that the content he saw on her computer was really what he saw in the serialized "Wuxia" every time, so he confirmed her identity.
Ximeng!
This is the Ximeng who wrote "Da Song"!
After discovering this secret for the first time, He Qiaosheng screamed like a woodchuck in his heart. It turned out
that Xi Meng was from Wucheng, and she was a student!
She was a student who lived next door to him!
But he did not make this secret known to anyone, but secretly rejoiced in his heart.
Every time he saw her, he would quietly sit next to her computer. She basically came to the Internet cafe in the morning, and the Internet cafe was very empty. Every time he could sit next to her, or opposite her, he was so excited to be so close to her. He wanted to ask her for an autograph and tell her that he liked the book she wrote very much. But she always came and went in a hurry. When she arrived at the Internet cafe, she turned on the computer and typed in one go. After writing, she sent it immediately, turned it off and left. She never stayed in the Internet cafe for a moment longer. She was fully focused during the typing process and never realized that there was someone next to her who she had met many times by chance.
If she hadn't suddenly turned to look at him this time, he wouldn't dare to talk to her for fear of disturbing her.
Especially when Ximeng didn't smile, he always had the illusion that he saw his class teacher, with a very serious face, so he didn't dare to talk to Ximeng at all.
When the steel pipe hit the table, he was also shocked, fearing that she would mistake him for a gangster from outside, and hurriedly explained to her that he was from No. 4 Middle School.
He stroked his beating heart. Fortunately, Ximeng didn't refuse his escort!
From now on, he can go online with Ximeng to urge manuscripts! Can he read "The Great Song" in advance?
With a bang, a thick ice willow fell from the eaves and hit the ground, scaring him to jump to the side, and also awakened him from the excitement of seeing his favorite author wanting to read the manuscript. He stroked his chest and pretended to be calm and walked away.
As she walked, she couldn't help but jump up and waved her fist vigorously.
Jiang Xi watched him walk into the alley before leaving the gate of No. 2 Middle School.
The guard of No. 2 Middle School thought she was going to school and had prepared her grade book, but she left and made him wait in vain.
Jiang Xi returned to Grandpa Jiang's shop and told Grandpa Jiang that she was going back to her hometown.
Grandpa Jiang was surprised: "Didn't you just come out of the house? Why are you going back?" Grandpa Jiang thought she was worried about the tuition, so he turned around and went into the shop, took out a handful of money from his jacket pocket, and stuffed it into Jiang Xi's hand: "Here, use it to pay the tuition."
Grandpa Jiang is a very dedicated person. He feels very happy when he can help his children and grandchildren.
At this time, he stuffed all the money he had into Jiang Xi. He was very happy to be able to help his granddaughter, and his whole body exuded a happy magnetic field.
Jiang Qing did not refuse Grandpa Jiang's kindness. He took the two hundred yuan and gave the rest back to him. He smiled and said, "I'm not asking for money. My tuition is enough. I have nothing to do here. The store doesn't need me to watch over it. I'll go home and make some snail sauce and bring it back."
Grandpa Jiang was in the store every day. Although he didn't know the exact amount of money his granddaughter made, he knew it was more than ten yuan a day, and occasionally his grandson would come to him. When he was helping her sell things, he could earn one or two hundred yuan a day, or even two or three hundred yuan a day. It was enough for her tuition, so he didn't force her. Instead, he smiled and said, "When you need money, tell me and I'll give it to you. When you go home, tell your mother that she has to send your second brother's tuition."
He could barely afford to pay for Jiang Xi's tuition, but he really couldn't afford to pay for the tuition of his two grandchildren.
The tuition for the second semester was less than the first semester, except for the school uniform fee. But the tuition, textbooks, and miscellaneous fees added up to more than seven hundred yuan.
Jiang Xi didn't want to go home. She wanted to go to Shanghai to buy a computer.
Wucheng currently only has Internet cafes, no computer malls, but there are electrical appliance malls that sell fans, TVs, air conditioners, washing machines, etc.
This time she didn't plan to take Grandpa Jiang with her. Although they had to go by car, the journey was very tiring. Jiang Xi packed her backpack and went to No. 1 Middle School to tell Jiang Bo that she was going home. She asked him to remember to bring food to Grandpa Jiang and get him hot water for every meal: "You must have a combination of meat and vegetables, and you can't just eat one dish."
Jiang Xi was afraid that her second brother would be stingy and only order one dish for every meal.
Jiang Bo might be stingy with her, but he wouldn't be stingy with Grandpa.
This time they brought 500 kilograms of food, a full 500 kilograms of food coupons. He took 200 kilograms and gave the remaining 300 kilograms to Jiang Xi. Jiang Xi also had to get food for Grandpa Jiang. Jiang Bai was going to take a Qingming holiday, and he would go back to get food. Otherwise, 500 kilograms would not be enough for the three of them to eat for a semester, especially according to Jiang Xi's eating habits, which required both meat and vegetables for every meal. After
handing over the matter of delivering food to Grandpa Jiang to Jiang Bai, Jiang Xi did not stop and went directly to the bus station and got on the bus to Shanghai.
Before, Jiang Xi went to Shanghai with Grandpa Jiang. They both dressed like beggars. Jiang Xi was better. Grandpa Jiang had to patrol the mountains. There were many thorns on the mountain. Good clothes could be damaged in the mountains, not to mention the old clothes that had been worn for many years. Grandma Jiang was not good at sewing and did not live in the mountains. She lived alone in the mountains and sewed everything by herself. The main purpose of the clothes she sewed was to be wearable. In addition, his hair and beard were gray, his body was hunched, and he looked old and frail. He really looked like a beggar.
Jiang Xi was also thin before. He helped Grandpa Jiang walk on the road, that is, he did not hold a basin in his hand. If he held a basin in his hand, people would really throw money into the basin.
So before, whether they were on the train or in the car, no one paid attention to them.
Now, a girl of about 14 or 15 years old from Jiangwu was riding alone. She picked an empty seat and sat by the window, looking out the window. At some point, someone sat down next to her. She didn't pay attention at first, but she didn't expect the man sitting next to her to start chatting with her: "Girl, you're riding alone?"
He didn't speak Wucheng dialect.
"Where are you going?"
"Where are your family?"
"Where are you getting off?"
Although this bus was going to Shanghai, not all passengers were going there, and some people got off along the way.
Seeing the man keep asking, the conductor rolled her eyes impatiently and said loudly: "Why do you keep asking her where she is going? Where she goes is none of your business." She waved to Jiang Xi and said: "Little girl, come sit over here."
She pointed to the conductor's seat in front, then walked to Jiang Xi's seat and said to the man: "Can't you see that she is going to come out? Make way!" She rolled her eyes at the man.
The man was not a local and did not dare to confront the conductor, who was a local boss. He moved aside to let Jiang Xi come out, his eyes still on Jiang Xi.
After going back to the front, the ticket seller glared at the man here again and taught Jiang Xi, "If someone talks to you on the road, ignore them, do you know? Go find the police when you get off the bus. There are police booths patrolling at the stations. Don't just follow strangers you meet."
The ticket seller followed the bus between Wucheng and Shanghai every day, and saw a lot of people on the road. When she saw a little girl like Jiang Xi taking the bus with a backpack, she thought she was going out to work at the beginning of the year. She was afraid that she would be cheated by others at such a young age, so she said, "It's best to go out with an adult at home. You should pay more attention to safety when you are alone. Go find the police if anything happens."
She sold tickets all year round and often had to shout and pull people on the road. Her voice was sharp and loud, so loud that the man who talked to Jiang Xi in the back of the car was embarrassed and didn't dare to say anything to Jiang Xi.
Jiang Xi smiled and nodded to the conductor, saying, "Thank you, sister. My family will pick me up when I arrive."
The conductor was relieved and said loudly, "It's good to have family to pick you up. Good family!"
The bus was slightly better than the train. Everyone sat in their seats and didn't move. Generally, thieves rarely came to the bus to steal things. The train was really a mixed bag. There were all kinds of people.
But the bus station, including the outside of the bus station, was very chaotic.
As soon as Jiang Xi got off the bus, several motorcycle taxis surrounded her and asked her where she was going. They could take her there.
Jiang Xi went directly to the public telephone newsstand and called Manager Qian.
Jiang Xi had come once before during the winter vacation and signed a house decoration contract with him. He didn't expect her to come again so soon. He thought she was here to see the house decoration situation and hurriedly said, "I'll ask someone to pick you up now!" He called Yang Meirong outside, "Xiao Yang, Xiao Yang, go to the bus station to pick up Xi Meng!"
Xiao Yang is not young, she is already in her early thirties. Due to family planning, she has only one child. The couple lives with their child and parents-in-law in a 37-square-meter house. She originally worked in a towel factory, but the factory went bankrupt and they both lost their jobs. They hadn't received their wages for more than half a year, and they finally found their current job. The basic salary of this job is not high, and it mainly relies on commission.
The first commission Yang Meirong received was one thousand yuan from Jiang Gui. This one thousand yuan was like a blessing after a long drought for her and her family, which temporarily relieved her family's crisis. However, she was not a qualified salesperson. The developer of the houses they sold was not a local and had no local connections. The type of houses they built on the land was apartments. Because they could not compete with the commercial houses next to them that came with blue-stamped household registration, the developer simply used the gimmick of "zero down payment" to attract buyers.
She also tried very hard to hand out flyers at the entrance of the train station, hoping to meet another out-of-town buyer like Jiang Xi. Unfortunately, the out-of-towners who came to Shanghai at that time were either migrant workers from the village or had a need to buy a house, and they also paid more attention to the houses that came with a household registration. She tried hard for several months, but there was not much effect.
In the meantime, she did sell a house, and it was sold to a local.
The local had a household registration and did not need a blue-stamp household registration. The house at home was too small, so he wanted to change to a bigger one, so she sold a house.
It was also because her sales performance was not good and she had nothing to do here that Manager Qian asked her to pick up Jiang Xi.
The house Jiang Xi bought was her first time to open an order, and she opened two orders at once, and directly received a huge commission of 1,000 yuan, so Yang Meirong still remembered Jiang Xi very clearly, especially after she knew that she was the author of "The Great Song".
She had never read "Martial Arts" before "The Great Song" was serialized in "Martial Arts", and this magazine was mainly read by male readers, with very few female readers, most of whom still liked to read romance magazines.
But their sales manager Qian Shengli is a fan of "Wu Xia". His brother is the editor-in-chief of the Shanghai branch of "Wu Xia". There is always the latest issue of the magazine at home. So many issues of "Wu Xia" are placed on the wire mesh bookshelf in their sales office.
The sales volume of their houses is not as good as those commercial houses that can give blue-stamped household registration. She usually reads "Wu Xia" when she is free at the sales office. As a female reader, her favorite is "Da Song" written from the perspective of the female protagonist.
Manager Qian brought her every issue, and she read every issue. Now she has read the latest issue. Manager Qian said that Qing Meng, who bought two apartments from her, came again. Yang Meirong stood up excitedly: "Manager, what is Qing Meng doing in Shanghai this time? Will she buy another house?"
Manager Qian said that the last time Qing Meng came, she directly bought a large villa. A large villa can give four blue-printed household registrations!
It's a pity that they don't sell blue-printed household registrations in this house, otherwise Qing Meng would definitely buy a house from them.
She pushed her bicycle and turned around to ask Manager Qian excitedly: "Manager, the big villa that Meng bought before already came with four blue-stamped household registrations. She doesn't need too many household registrations, right? If she doesn't need household registrations, will she continue to buy houses from us?"
The salesman who had missed Jiang Gui before couldn't help but sneered when he heard this: "Just take a break, she has already bought two houses in our community, why is she buying another one? What are you thinking?" Thinking that it was supposed to be his order, but Yang Meirong got away with it, and picked up two houses at once, the salesman felt upset and regretful every time he thought about it, and said: "You told me she just bought a villa before the New Year, where does she have the money to buy a house?"
Even if she bought a house, she would not buy it in their community.
They originally thought that Jiang Xi, an outsider, would buy two houses in their community, and more outsiders would come to buy houses. For a while, they put their main energy into promoting the community at the train station. As a result, none of the outsiders who came to buy houses bought houses in their community. Even though their community was cheap, large, taller, and had zero down payment, they did not come to buy. Many of them even regarded them as liars or human traffickers, thinking that they were trying to cheat them. After hearing what they said about zero down payment, they waved their hands and wished they could stay three feet away from them.
Thinking of this situation, the salesman was in a bad mood, especially towards Yang Meirong who stole his order.
In his opinion, only that country person from outside the city would come to their community to buy a house, and country people don't know anything at all.
He watched Yang Meirong riding her bike, excitedly running towards the station, and couldn't help but sneer from his nose, and whispered: "Fool."
Jiang Xi didn't go anywhere, and stood in a newsstand not far from the police booth.
The man who got off the same car with her before didn't leave either, and wandered not far from her.
Jiang Xi didn't know who he was. After confirming that the man was really looking at her, he found the police and explained the situation to the police.
There were only two policemen on duty in the police booth. After listening to what she said, they asked her to stay in the police booth and not to wander around, and wait here for her family to pick her up. Then she walked out and said something on the walkie-talkie.
Jiang Xi waited for half an hour before Yang Meirong came riding a bicycle.
Unlike the first time they met, she looked sad. Perhaps the one thousand yuan relieved her stress. She looked more lively now. She wanted to call Jiang Xi "Miss Jiang". But she remembered that the last time Jiang Xi came to buy a house, Qian's brother, Editor-in-Chief Qian, called Jiang Xi "Teacher Xi Meng" the whole time. She slipped her tongue and called "Teacher Jiang!" After
calling her "Teacher Jiang", her face immediately turned red. The police on duty in the guard post also looked at the two of them, surprised that this little girl who looked only fifteen or sixteen years old was actually a teacher?
Yang Meirong is more than a round older than Jiang Xi, but for some reason, she couldn't help but feel a little nervous when facing Jiang Xi. She embarrassedly tried to take Jiang Xi's backpack, but Jiang Xi didn't give it to her. Instead, he smiled and nodded at her kindly: "Hello."
Jiang Xi is a little serious in private, doesn't like to talk, and has a slight sense of alienation from everyone, but on the outside, she is always kind and friendly, and keeps a low profile. The more she is in front of people, the more kind and humble the smile on her face becomes, especially when talking to the lower-class people, farmers, migrant workers, and especially the elderly, she will slightly bend down to shake hands with them and talk. When entering the elevator, she will politely let others go in first and stay at the end.
It has been half a year since she was reborn, but some professional habits from her previous life have not been completely removed from her. When she saw Yang Meirong coming to pick her up, her first reaction was to show her a friendly and easy-going smile.
Yang Meirong saw that her favorite author and her client were so friendly, and her nervousness eased a little. "Is there anything that Teacher Jiang is doing in Shanghai this time? Is there anything I can help with?"
"No problem, let's go."
Jiang Liu didn't need anyone to pick her up, but she found that the person who was in the car before had been standing not far from her intentionally or unintentionally, and didn't leave. She was afraid that she would encounter an accident if she was alone, so she called Manager Qian. As soon as
Yang Meirong came, she sat on the back seat of Yang Meirong's bicycle, and kept looking back to see if anyone was following her. She was relieved when she saw that no one was following her.
Yang Meirong also realized something and looked behind the car a little nervously: "Teacher Jiang, is there a thief?"
Jiang Xiao shook her head: "I don't know if it's a thief."
A thief is not a big deal, but I'm afraid it's a trafficker.
Jiang Xiao doesn't have the spirit of sacrificing her own self to save the greater self. At any time, the premise of her helping others is to protect herself first, within her ability. Now she doesn't have such ability.
She didn't feel scared and asked Yang Meirong: "Do you know where I can buy a computer?"
Yang Meirong is a local and is more familiar with Shanghai than Jiang Xiao. "Technology Bookstore? There should be one on Qubu Road." She said uncertainly. She had never bought a computer before: "Are you going to buy a computer?"
Yang Meirong's main impression of Jiang Liu was that she was a wealthy person from another place. She had seen her ID card when she sold the house before, and she was still a little girl from the countryside.
But such a little girl from the countryside actually came to their city of Shanghai to buy a computer.
Yang Meirong herself had never been online, so she thought it was incredible and magical.
She rode her bike with Jiang Liu to the Technology Bookstore. The Technology Bookstore should be one of the earliest computer malls in Shanghai. There were all kinds of electronic-related products in it. When she learned the price of the computer, she was simply stunned.
"Twenty thousand?"
Jiang Liu was also shocked.
All the money she had before, except for some money she kept to pay off the huge mortgage of 500 yuan per month for three houses, was used to buy the villa. She only had 8,000 yuan from the film and television copyright of "Da Song" and 5,000 yuan that Jiang Bai and Tong Jingang gave her to buy clothes during the Chinese New Year, and some money from the royalties from "Wu Xia".
The royalties from the publishing house are one-time if there is no reprint, but because "Wu Xia" is a serialized work, it has continuous income every month.
Her current manuscript fee is 260 yuan per thousand words. She basically submits 20,000 to 22,000 yuan per week, which means her weekly income is 5,200 to 5,500 yuan, and her monthly income is fixed at around 21,000 to 23,000 yuan. The New Year's Eve of 1995 happened to be January 31st. The "Martial Arts" magazine paid her at the end of the month, but because of the New Year, they paid her a few days earlier this time.
In other words, in addition to the money she had to pay for the mortgage every month, she could still use more than 33,000 yuan.
She knew that computers were expensive in this era, but she didn't expect it to be so expensive. A laptop actually cost 20,000 yuan.
Even if she had enough money in her card to buy a laptop, she still felt it was not worth it to spend such a huge amount of money on a laptop with such low configuration.
At that time, there were no domestically produced computers. Jiang Xi just asked about IBM.
She thought for a while and asked, "Are there any second-hand ones?"
The price of a computer in this era is almost the same as that of a piano. Who would be willing to buy a second-hand one?
Jiang Xi originally wanted to buy a laptop, which was small and convenient to carry, but she really didn't deserve it, so she had to look at a desktop computer.
Fortunately, I came to Shanghai. The computer system I used in the Internet cafe in Wucheng was still DOS system, but here we have Win95 system, and the price is also very touching. Such a heavy desktop computer costs more than 8,000 yuan, and the configuration is even more outrageous.
4 RAM, 210 hard disk, dual soft, white monitor like a brick, white host, white keyboard, white mouse.
Even more expensive is the computer that just came out this year, which uses SVGA display screen and costs as high as 15,000 yuan.
It was only 1996, and many people in Shanghai only earned two or three hundred yuan a month, and there were many people who earned a little over a hundred yuan a month. But a laptop was so expensive, and that didn't even include the cost of installing an Internet cable.
Jiang Xi felt that she didn't deserve such an expensive computer, and ended up spending eight thousand yuan to move such a computer, which was said to be the top-of-the-line at the time.
She mainly used the computer to type, and she originally thought that she would type in the dormitory when she had nothing to do, but now that she didn't need it, she would just move it to the store.
Grandpa Jiang didn't know what a treasure Jiang Xi had brought back for her at that time. If he knew the price of the computer, he would probably go crazy.
Yang Meirong felt like she was going crazy. The down payment for the house they sold was only 8,000 yuan. Was this square thing worth the down payment for a house?
Was it made of gold?
She was very careful, afraid that Jiang Xi's computer would be smashed.
This was 8,000 yuan, but she paid for it without blinking.
She wanted to say, with so much money, why buy a house instead of a computer! This thing can't be eaten or worn!
Because she was carrying a computer, Jiang Xi didn't take Yang Meirong's bike back, but took a taxi to Qian Jingli's sales office.
Yang Meirong didn't dare to carry such an expensive thing. If it fell and got broken, she couldn't afford the compensation.
When the salesman saw Jiang Wu, his expression was quite complicated. He had learned from Manager Qian's phone call that she came here to see the decoration of the house she bought.
Jiang Wu had bought two houses here before, one ready-made and one pre-sale. The pre-sale house was still under construction, and the ready-made house was already under decoration. At the end of the year, the workers went back to their hometowns for the holiday. After the fifth day of the Chinese New Year, the decoration workers will continue to come back to work.
He didn't know that Jiang Wu was the author of "The Great Song Dynasty", a novel he liked to read recently. Because they wanted to keep Jiang Wu's identity confidential, Yang Meirong and Manager Qian, who knew her identity, didn't tell her about it.
Manager Qian had been waiting for Jiang Xi at the door of the sales office. He wanted to take Jiang Xi to see the decoration of the house. He saw her unloading several large boxes from the taxi and hurried over to help.
Jiang Xi also hurriedly said, "Be gentle, there is a computer inside."
Although Manager Qian had never been online, he knew about computers. His brother's office had a computer, which was very expensive.
When she said it was a computer, he hurriedly and quietly helped her move the computer inside and asked her: "This thing is not cheap, right? How much is it?"
"Eight thousand."
Manager Qian's eyes widened and his voice rose: "How much?"
"Eight thousand."
Manager Qian still widened his eyes and pointed to the ready-made house they had built and said: "Do you know what the down payment is for a house in our community?"
Jiang Xi had bought a ready-made house before, how could she not know? She smiled and said: "I know, eight thousand."
Manager Qian said excitedly: "Yes, eight thousand, that's the down payment for a house!" He was so excited that he rubbed his hands and asked Jiang Xi: "Our house is cheap, do you want to buy another one?" He
bought a computer worth eight thousand yuan without blinking an eye, so a house with a down payment of eight thousand yuan should be a piece of cake, right?
Jiang Xi blinked and said, "I can still come up with 25,000 yuan."
Qian's manager clapped his hands and said, "Three sets!"
The salesman who was watching was stunned: ...
"Two sets." Jiang Xi said that she would keep some money for tax.
Now it is winter vacation, and they will not go back to school until the 16th day of the first lunar month after the Lantern Festival, but the annual leave of the staff of the Housing and Construction Bureau is not that long, so she can just get the property certificates of the two sets of houses at the same time.
"Will you still consider the pre-sale house? Or how about buying two?" The money manager only wanted to fleece one sheep. When he met a person who didn't care about the blue-stamp household registration and could afford to buy a house and repay the loan, he strongly recommended: "You said you have already bought a villa. That house can give four blue-stamp household registrations. If you don't need other household registrations, you might as well consider buying our house. Except for not giving blue-stamp household registrations, our house is no worse than other houses. It is not only big, cheap, and high-rise, but also very convenient for you to buy. It is twice as much as other houses. You can definitely buy an extra floor. Don’t think the surrounding area is deserted now, but the subway has been planned here. There is no down payment for pre-sale houses. After you buy it, you only need to pay the mortgage every month. "
Jiang Xi had to pay more than 3,000 yuan in mortgages every month for two apartments and a villa. Now he has added two more, which means more than 4,000 yuan in mortgages. If he buys two more pre-sale houses, even if there is no down payment, he will have to pay more than 5,000 yuan in mortgages every month, not to mention other things
. The salesman next to him was stunned. He didn't know how much Jiang Xi had to pay for the villa every month, but the monthly loan amount for the six houses in their community alone was not a small amount.
A mortgage of more than 5,000 yuan, and such a large mortgage repayment every month, for him who only has a basic salary of 100 yuan and relies on commissions from selling houses, and whose salary is unstable, it is simply an unimaginable huge mortgage. Their manager actually tricked this little girl into buying so many houses?
He opened his eyes wide, and wanted to shake the water in Jiang Xi's head and tell her: Look at the surrounding environment, and there is a subway? There are only wastelands and fertile fields around, it is simply a chicken laying eggs and birds not shitting. Look around, is there anyone? There is not a ghost, who would live here!
But he saw Jiang Xi nodded, and she said: "Okay, then give me two more sets."