Song Fanxing: "Let's make it 20,000. I can finalize it today."
Zhou Xiongguang and Su Wanzhi exchanged a glance.
He thought to himself that this girl was quite good at bargaining.
The man struggled; losing five thousand at once was painful for him.
But he was about to leave the country, and seeing that he still couldn't sell the house, he became anxious.
He finally found someone who genuinely wanted to buy it, and he didn't want to let the opportunity slip by.
The man thought for five minutes and said, "Alright, sigh, if I weren't in such a hurry to leave, I really couldn't sell it to you for this price. Look how well my little courtyard is preserved, and the location is great. It's quiet here."
Zhou Xiongguang: "We chose this place because your courtyard is well-preserved. We originally planned to visit three other places, but we liked yours at first sight, so we decided not to visit the others."
Upon hearing this, the man was afraid they would run away.
He quickly said, "Let's get the formalities done today."
Song Fanxing had no objection.
She didn't know how to handle the procedures and looked at Zhou Xiong Guang.
"Grandpa Zhou..."
Zhou Xiongguang immediately understood.
He instructed Zhou Zan, "Xiao Zan, go to the neighborhood committee and find your Uncle Zhao to come and be a witness."
Zhou Zan: "Okay."
Uncle Zhao arrived quickly. Hearing that it was a house transaction, he brought paper, pen, and seal.
He was experienced and drafted the documents on the spot, stipulating the transfer of property rights.
Song Fanxing and the homeowner signed their names and pressed their fingerprints on the document, and Uncle Zhao from the neighborhood committee stamped it.
The homeowner handed the property deed to Song Fanxing.
Song Fanxing immediately handed the homeowner 20,000 yuan, a heavy bag.
Song Fanxing had taken out and counted the money last night.
She originally planned to keep the price around 25,000, but now she has saved 5,000.
Zhou Zan glanced at Song Fanxing's bag and saw that she still had a lot of money, probably several thousand yuan.
He silently pressed his hand against his pocket.
His thousand or so yuan is simply not enough.
After the transaction was completed, the homeowner handed the keys to Song Fanxing and left with a bag of money.
Uncle Zhao stared at Song Fanxing. "Uncle Zhou, who is this girl?"
Zhou Xiongguang laughed and said, "Oh, she's my son Xiaozan's friend."
"Hey, friend..."
That must be your girlfriend.
The young girl is beautiful, and she and Zhou Zan are a perfect match.
Uncle Zhao exchanged a few pleasantries with Zhou Xiongguang and then left.
Song Fanxing looked at her own little courtyard and smiled happily.
She now owns a courtyard house.
Zhou Zan leaned closer.
"You like it that much?"
Song Fanxing nodded, "Yes, look, what a nice courtyard."
“Our yard is nice too.”
"Isn't that your home?"
"You marry..."
"Zhou Zan, stop!"
Song Fanxing interrupted him.
Su Wanzhi came over and said, "Xingxing, do you want to clean up the house? I can lend a hand."
"No need, Grandma Su, I'm not staying here for now. I'll pack up when I need to move in."
Song Fanxing put the house deed into her spatial storage.
The group returned to the Zhou family home.
Song Fanxing still has a lot of money, and since there aren't any good investment projects right now, she wants to buy a few more courtyard houses.
Money depreciates if left idle.
At the dinner table.
Song Fanxing: "Grandpa Zhou, could you please inquire about those courtyard houses for me again in the meantime? If they're suitable, I'd like to buy one or two more."
Zhou Zan choked and coughed repeatedly.
The elderly couple, Zhou Xiongguang and his wife, were so surprised that they stopped eating.
Zhou Xiongguang, having lived to such an old age, quickly calmed down.
"Girl, why are you buying those houses?"
He knew his limits and didn't ask Song Fanxing if she had money. Since the girl had said that, she must have money.
Song Fanxing: "Yes, we'll live here. When my dad retires, he and my mom will come and live here. I also have two older brothers, so we'll prepare a house for each of them when they get married."
If family members all have their own plans in the future, these courtyard houses can be kept and their value can increase.
Even if something happens to their family in the future, these courtyard houses will be a guarantee of security.
Upon hearing this, Zhou Xiongguang burst into laughter.
"Okay, okay, it's good that you all come and stay. I'll ask around for you later."
Song Fanxing didn't understand why Grandpa Zhou was so happy, but she still said thank you.
After the meal, Song Fanxing and Zhou Zan washed the dishes together.
Zhou Zan couldn't help but ask, "How do you have so much money?"
Song Fanxing: "Have you forgotten that my family runs a pig farm? All the money earned from the pig farm goes to me."
Zhou Zan shut up and stopped talking.
He, who only gets a fixed salary, can't compare to the big boss.
Two days later, Zhou Xiong Guang brought back some good news.
The owner of the empty courtyard house on the outskirts of the courtyard came over and, having learned that Song Fanxing wanted to buy a house, was waiting in the courtyard.
The four of them rushed over.
As soon as Song Fanxing entered the courtyard, she felt that this courtyard was bigger than the last one, with more than a dozen rooms.
It's been uninhabited for years, so it looks a bit dilapidated and many parts need repair.
The homeowners are an elderly couple in their fifties or sixties.
Zhou Xiongguang chatted with the old man.
"Old Chen, your family moved away five or six years ago, right?"
"Yes, it's been six years."
"Why did you decide to sell this house?"
“Sigh, I have no choice but to sell. You know I have five sons, all of whom are married and have their own families now. None of them are easy to deal with; they come to bother me every day, asking me for this house. My eldest and third sons live in the capital, and their families have fought three times over this house, making a huge fuss. My three sons from other places are afraid that I will give the house to my eldest and third sons, so they come back and talk about the house, and they end up arguing.”
Zhou Xiongguang never expected that Old Chen's sons would be so irresponsible.
"Old Chen, you two have had a hard time."
Old Chen and his wife shed tears when they talked about these things.
They say you shouldn't wash your dirty linen in public, but they're suffering in silence.
Old Chen said, "It's not appropriate to give this house to anyone right now. We can't even live here if we're taking care of the eldest son's children. I was thinking of simply selling the house and dividing the money among the sons, so that no one will have any complaints."
"That's one way, but if you two sell this house, will you have any other options?"
The sons are like this now. What if they kick Old Chen and his wife out in the future? They won't even have a place to stay.
Song Fanxing was also worried.
She doesn't have to buy this house; there are plenty of courtyard houses available, she can buy something else.
The elderly couple shouldn't act impulsively, lest they end up with a miserable old age.
"Grandpa Chen, you need to think this through."
Old Chen said, "Don't worry, my wife and I have another house that's empty. It was left to her by her family, and it's a bit smaller than this house. We'll go back there when we're no longer looking after our grandson. We've agreed with our sons that we'll only give them this house to divide among them."
Song Fanxing and the Zhou family were relieved.
"Brother Zhou, are you buying the house?"
Zhou Xiongguang: "No, it was Xingxing who bought it for her parents."
Old Chen looked at Song Fanxing.
His eyes were gentle.
"This girl is so filial! Girl, are you satisfied with this courtyard?"
"Yes, I'm satisfied. Grandpa Chen, how much are you planning to sell it for?"
Old Chen pondered for a moment and said, "I've told everyone this courtyard is for sale at 35,000, but for Brother Zhou's sake, I'll give you 30,000."
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