Rong Zhaonan raised an eyebrow: "What, feeling guilty?"
Why is he afraid to introduce himself in front of people? What's he hiding?
Ning Yuan rolled her eyes at him without any politeness: "You're the one who's doing the stealing! What I do to look at houses is none of your business!"
That capricious guy! He clearly acts like he's unapproachable, so why is she going to fawn over him?
She's a woman, and she only has her period for seven days a month, but he occasionally has inexplicable menstrual irregularities.
Ning Yuan pulled back her two long braids, turned around and walked out: "I'm leaving!"
But she hadn't taken two steps when her braid was grabbed again, and Ning Yuan's scalp was pulled painfully once more. She turned around angrily and glared at him: "How old are you? Are you sick? Let go!"
Rong Zhaonan said coolly, "I'll take you there by bike."
"No need, isn't it because Chen Chen is off work and can't keep me company!" Ning Yuan retorted angrily.
She spoke politely at noon today, but he was sarcastic and sarcastic!
Rong Zhaonan's cool and handsome face darkened: "He's busy, he can't leave his mother."
Ning Yuan was taken aback: "His mother is here again..."
She remembered that Chen Chen seemed to be a mama's boy who couldn't be separated from his mother.
Rong Zhaonan nodded crisply: "Mm."
Ning Yuan didn't know what to say, so she just continued, "Anyway, I don't need you. I'll ask Sister Zhang to take me to see a house!"
Seeing that she was unmoved by his words, Rong Zhaonan suddenly narrowed his clear, narrow phoenix eyes: "Have you forgotten what trouble you caused in the county town?"
Sure enough, Ning Yuan instantly remembered that she had offended Uncle Liu to death, and froze.
Oh dear, she forgot about this. It's all because she was so infuriated by that bastard Rong Zhaonan. She needs to hold his hand for self-defense and to clear the way!
Her expression changed, and she gave a slight smirk: "Alright, let's go then."
She paused, then added, "I'll treat you to braised pork knuckle tonight."
Consider this payment for helping him by leading him!
Rong Zhaonan chuckled lightly: "The price for braised pork knuckle is not enough to hire me."
It was the right thing not to tell her that Uncle Liu wouldn't bother her anymore.
Ning Yuan clutched her small handbag, looking at him warily: "So what do you want?"
Even a delicious braised pork knuckle couldn't satisfy him. Was he trying to make her bleed money? No way! He could scheme against her, but not her money!
Looking at her wary, miserly expression, Rong Zhaonan said coolly, "You'll find out later."
After saying that, he walked past her and went downstairs first.
Ning Yuan pouted slightly, patted her small handbag, and had no choice but to go out with him.
Rong Zhaonan straddled the bicycle with his long legs, his feet barely touching the ground, and glanced at her: "Get on."
Ning Yuan had no choice but to jump onto the back of his bicycle, but she didn't hold onto his waist.
Rong Zhaonan didn't say anything, but simply rode his bike and took her out. There was a bump in the road just before they reached the guesthouse.
With a loud thud, Ning Yuan's bottom jolted painfully as she stepped over him. Her round face scrunched up, and she instinctively grabbed his waist.
Just as she was about to let go, Rong Zhaonan didn't turn around, but said calmly, "Don't be so dramatic. Vice Principal Zhu is holding you, so just hold on tight."
Ning Yuan was speechless: "...Who's being dramatic here?"
It was someone who wouldn't let her hold his waist first thing in the morning, because he had gotten aroused last night and was disgusted by her touching him this morning.
Now they're even turning the tables on her! She's never seen such an awkward person!
Rong Zhaonan remained silent, looking rather lazy.
Ning Yuan could only endure continuing to hug his waist. Oh well, big shots usually have a lot of weird and perverted quirks.
He's just unpredictable; if she's unhappy, she should just talk back. She shouldn't take a big deal out of a powerful figure.
I don't know how his future beautiful wife will put up with him. If her man is like this, she'll have to beat him three times a day!
Pshaw, she couldn't curse herself to have a man.
Rong Zhaonan felt the person behind him angrily hug his waist, and he curled his thin lips into a half-smile.
He has his own ways of achieving what he wants to do; curly-haired rabbits are too green to fight him.
...
Chen Chen later learned by chance that his captain treated this trivial matter of arguing with his wife, being jealous, and being disliked as a serious "battle".
They also need to retaliate with "strategic and tactical" methods.
He could only clutch his chest, weep, and ask the heavens: how could the team leader, who had been working in the countryside for several years, have fallen so low?
Is this still the same "Tai Sui" who was able to behead the enemy leader amidst a vast army?
Is this a moral decay or a distortion of human nature? Does having women lead to depravity? Depravity!
He must hold the line with the young rooster and not act like the captain!
Rong Zhaonan was unaware of his subordinate's lofty life goals. He rode his bicycle with Ning Yuan to find Sister Zhang.
Sister Zhang had just finished her early shift when she saw the young couple riding their bikes to her, all "sweet and affectionate," so she also got on her bike and accompanied them to look at apartments.
But seeing Ning Yuan covering most of her face with a scarf and looking around warily, she was quite puzzled: "What's wrong? It's not that cold, is it?"
Ning Yuan shook her head and pulled the scarf closer to her face: "It's nothing, it's just that my face can't stand the wind."
Just kidding, what if Uncle Liu's men spot her and come to her house?
Once she has rented a house, she will bring Mr. and Mrs. Tang here, and then let Rong Zhaonan move in to take care of them.
She went to live at school and only went home once a week, so she was basically not discovered by Uncle Liu's people!
Rong Zhaonan looked at her furtive appearance and smiled without saying a word.
The afternoon's house search didn't go smoothly. Sister Zhang mostly looked at tenement buildings, which weren't a problem as long as the houses were a bit old, but the key issue was that they only had two bedrooms and a living room.
There's nowhere to put miscellaneous items.
Grandma Xia has been frequenting the village cemetery lately, stealing things from other people's graves... well, she's brought back quite a few things from her family's ancestral graves. She can't just throw them in the coal shed downstairs, can she?
Moreover, cooking could only be done in the corridors of the tenement buildings, and toilets had to be used in the courtyard or on the street.
Ning Yuan was even less inclined to rent it. These days, most people have very poor diets, and it's considered good if they eat meat once a week.
But her family's meals already included fish and meat at every meal, which would make others envious and resentful if they saw it too often.
Most of the tenement buildings were allocated by various factories and work units, and some people rented them out privately, which was already illegal.
Many people just turn a blind eye.
But if someone causes trouble and complains to the factory, this family without household registration will be kicked out.
How is this any different from decades later when subletters run away with the money, causing a bunch of apartment buildings to collapse and tenants to be evicted in the middle of the night?
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan's depressed expression, but he was in a good mood. She was working hard and worrying about their little family.
Ning Yuan stood in front of the dormitory building of the county sugar factory, sighing as she looked at the building: "Alas, it's not suitable. It would be nice if there were a courtyard like that."
Sister Zhang frowned, thought for a moment, and said, "Most of the houses with courtyards in the county town are ancestral houses, where a large family with several branches of the family lives together. If you want to rent, you can only rent one room..."
These days, houses are allocated by the government, and employees only have a chance to get a house after they get married.
She had no other options; the people she and her nephew Zhang Er knew most were from these organizations.
Ning Yuan listened, and became even more worried.
Rong Zhaonan noticed that Ning Yuan had spent the entire afternoon looking at rooms, her brows furrowed and her round face expressionless, clearly indicating her dissatisfaction.
He thought for a moment and said, "I'll ask Chen Chen to think of a way to find a house with a yard to rent as a whole..."
Before the words were finished, a somewhat aged voice suddenly rang out: "You... want to rent the entire courtyard?"
Rong Zhaonan and Ning Yuan looked over.
They saw a thin, old man in his sixties carrying a bucket of putty and a shovel, scraping the wall, watching them.
Ning Yuan noticed that the old man and several workers scraping the wall next to him were all wearing sugar factory uniforms.
Her big, dark eyes darted around, and she leaned closer, asking enthusiastically, "Grandpa, what's up? Do you have connections?"
The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "My ancestral home is on Zhongshan Road, and it has been empty for two or three years."
Ning Yuan's eyes lit up when she heard this. Zhongshan Road was only two streets away from Hongqi Street, the street where the county's No. 2 Middle School was located! Hey, this is promising!
However, the old man's hesitant gaze swept over the three of them.
"What should I call you, sir? I'm a student at the No. 2 High School in the county. My family wants to rent a place for me to stay so I can take the college entrance exam this year."
Ning Yuan smiled and briefly explained the situation.
Her big, crescent-shaped eyes made her look sweet and gentle, like a young girl who hadn't yet reached adulthood, making it very easy for people to lower their guard.
He sold his goods very well in the black market thanks to his naturally friendly and approachable nature.
Sure enough, the old man lowered his guard and nodded: "My surname is Du, girl, you can just call me Uncle Du. Studying is good, you're an ambitious child. My apprentice also wants to take the college entrance examination."
After saying that, he glanced at Rong Zhaonan and Sister Zhang: "These must be your elders. Okay, I'm about to get off work. I'll go with you to see my ancestral home."
Without waiting for anyone to react, he picked up the putty bucket and shovel and headed into the sugar factory.
Rong Zhaonan, Ning Yuan's elder: "..."
Does he look that old?
He then glanced coldly at Ning Yuan before turning his face back expressionlessly.
Ning Yuan was baffled. What was wrong with this person now?
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