When they arrived at the housing management office, the old lady took out all sorts of documents to transfer the property.
When it was time to pay, Huo Beixiao counted out the twelve stacks of money in front of her, wrapped them up, and handed them to her.
After taking the money, the old lady immediately unwrapped it and handed half of it back to Yang Qiaoqiao, saying, "Here, take this back. It's enough to buy my house."
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
Huo Beixiao: ...
Both of them were somewhat surprised.
The two men took the old lady to deposit the money, and when they took her home, the old lady led them to see the house.
There was a long counter in the two storefronts, and many embroidery frames upstairs. The rooms in the backyard were divided into small rooms.
Each room contains a bed, a dressing table, and a wardrobe.
It is obvious that these rooms were originally for the embroiderers.
Everything, from the front shops to the back rooms, was kept spotless and immaculate.
The old woman touched the embroidery frames with her withered hands, her eyes filled with nostalgia. "I'm old, I can't keep this place going anymore."
"I set the price so high because I wanted to find someone who truly loves this place and will cherish it to be its next owner."
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the old man, who had been so sharp and arrogant before, now with a look of desolation in his eyes, and felt a pang of emotion.
The old man lamented that nowadays, foreign goods dominate the market, and apart from old folks like them, few people remember traditional crafts, let alone Shu embroidery.
Yang Qiaoqiao wanted to tell her that in thirty years, when our country is strong enough, our traditional culture will not only be sought after by young people again, but will also go global once more.
But she couldn't say anything about the future.
She helped the old lady up and said, "Grandma Tong, to be honest, I'm also in the clothing business. I want to re-embroider Shu embroidery on our clothes and sell them to people all over the country and even the world."
Grandma Tong's eyes lit up with excitement.
But it was only for a moment. She glanced at Yang Qiaoqiao and snorted coldly, "Heh, you little comrade, you're not that old, but you have quite the big mouth."
"Alright, stop yawning like a toad. Here are the keys to this house. From now on, this house is yours."
Grandma Tong slapped the key into Yang Qiaoqiao's hand, looked around the room, and sighed almost imperceptibly, saying, "I'm an old woman and I don't need any of these things in this house anymore. You can have them all!"
"You decide whether to keep it or sell it. If both are unsuitable, just chop it up and use it as firewood!"
After the old lady finished speaking, as if afraid that she would be reluctant to leave if she stayed any longer, she quickly went out.
Yang Qiaoqiao and Huo Beixiao also caught up with her and took the old lady back to her home.
After the old lady entered the room, Yang Qiaoqiao couldn't help but say to her, "Grandma Tong, don't worry, I will take good care of all the things in the house. In the future, I will reopen your embroidery shop."
Grandma Tong rolled her eyes at her without any politeness, "So young, and you've picked up this bad habit from somewhere, all you do is talk big. Alright, you two get out of here, don't get in my way!"
*
"Hey, Jiang Yongxian, look, it seems that old hag's house has been sold. Such a dilapidated courtyard sold for 120,000 yuan. I wonder which idiot bought it."
Yang Qiaoqiao was hidden in Huo Beixiao's coat. As soon as she stepped out of the alley, she heard a familiar voice.
She peeked out from Huo Beixiao's coat and saw He Nian looking at the courtyard she had just bought with disdain.
Jiang Yongxian, who was beside her, glanced at the courtyard casually and hummed in agreement.
At this moment, He Nian saw them and immediately grabbed Jiang Yongxian, pouting, "Jiang Yongxian, look at them, and then look at yourself..."
A hint of impatience flashed in Jiang Yongxian's eyes, but he still pulled He Nian into his arms with his coat and coaxed her gently, "Wife, don't be angry, it was my fault for not thinking things through..."
As he spoke, he glanced back at Huo Beixiao and Yang Qiaoqiao's retreating figures.
I feel like this back view looks familiar.
Yang Qiaoqiao frowned slightly. She finally understood why she felt familiar with this alley when she first came here.
Because the courtyard that Jiang Yongxian bought is located in this alley.
In her past life, she sent many gifts to He Nian in an effort to please him.
She remembered that Jiang Yongxian's courtyard was the fourth one going into the alley, which meant it was right next to Old Lady Tong.
Thinking of this, she suddenly froze.
In his past life, Jiang Yongxian once invited them to his house for dinner with great joy because he had inherited the estate of the single old lady next door.
When she came out of Jiang Yongxian's house after having dinner, she heard some neighbors say that the old lady's death was quite suspicious.
At that time, she didn't care about an old lady she didn't know, so she didn't ask any more questions.
Looking back now, given Old Lady Tong's personality, how could she entrust her estate to someone like Jiang Yongxian?
The old lady Tong in her past life, I'm afraid...
Thinking that Old Lady Tong might have been killed by Jiang Yongxian in her past life, she unconsciously clenched her fists.
She remembered that Jiang Yongxian invited them to dinner when she and Qin Haiyang had just arrived in Beicheng, in early 1992.
The new year is now 1989.
Because of her and Jiang Yiran's rebirth, many things that happened in their previous lives have happened ahead of time in this life.
She needs to move to Beicheng as soon as possible!
They came by train because they had Peng Cuiying with them.
When he went back, Huo Beixiao bought a plane ticket directly.
Sitting on the plane, Yang Qiaoqiao looked at the clouds outside the window and unconsciously thought of her past life.
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