He quickly stood up and greeted them, saying that he would go to see the house early tomorrow morning.
Hou Guiying made an appointment with Lin Qingqing to view the house tomorrow and then left.
These days, Lin Qingqing discovered that Zhou Zhuo's weaknesses are English and Chinese. He is more inclined towards science and not good at liberal arts.
Although English only accounts for 30% of the total score, many students fail in this 30%.
Zhou Zhuo has no problem with math, physics and chemistry, and Lin Qingqing's only concern is his liberal arts performance.
Lin Qingqing summarized her experience as a student of literature in her previous life and diligently recalled past college entrance examination papers, outlining the key points and difficult points, and asked Zhou Zhuo to focus on reviewing these. This narrowed the scope of the review and greatly improved learning efficiency.
She was trying hard to complete the math test paper given by the future principal of Hengshui Middle School, and asked Zhou Zhuo if she didn't understand something.
The two of them continued to review until late at night. The air was filled with the scent of spring, and even with the windows open at night, they didn't feel cold. A gentle breeze blew in, rustling the books.
The air in the 1980s was very clean, and there was a faint floral scent in the wind.
Lin Qingqing was wearing a red silk jacket and doing her homework seriously under the lamp. Her silhouette was reflected on the wall, which was very beautiful.
Whenever Zhou Zhuo is tired, he looks at his wife for a while. His wife is like medicine and can relieve his fatigue.
His wife had been working on her homework for three hours straight, and he felt a little distressed, so he got up and made her a bowl of rice porridge with brown sugar, jujubes, and spices.
The porridge was cooked for an hour, and it was soft, sticky, fragrant and sweet. He poured it into a bowl, brought it to his wife while it was still hot, and said gently: "Take a rest and have a bowl of hot porridge."
Lin Qingqing and Zhou Zhuo were getting along more and more naturally now, unlike when he first recovered his memory. She smiled slightly and took the porridge.
Lin Qingqing is very beautiful when she is not smiling, and even more beautiful when she smiles. Zhou Zhuo is always captivated by his wife's smile every time he sees her smile.
The night wind was a little chilly, so Zhou Zhuo closed the window. Lin Qingqing drank her porridge, which was sweet and warm.
Zhou Zhuo stood beside her, looking at her with a smile on his face, his eyes so gentle that they seemed to turn into a pool of spring water.
Both of them were silent, neither of them spoke, but they could feel each other's heartbeats, and they really wanted time to stop at this moment...
The next morning, Zhou Zhuo went to school, and Lin Qingqing went to find Hou Guiying at the agreed time, and the two went to see the house together.
The first house Hou Guiying took her to see was not far from where she lived now. It was also a courtyard house, but Lin Qingqing didn't like it because the alley was too deep and it would be inconvenient to enter and exit in the future.
She was not satisfied with the second one either. It was not until she saw the third one that her eyes lit up. This one was near Experimental Primary School No. 2, and the house price would be very high in the future.
The house is an old courtyard with four rooms, paved with blue bricks. There is a jujube tree in the middle. It is early spring, and tender green buds are sprouting on the jujube tree.
The previous owner of the house was very diligent and kept it very clean, so you can move in after a little tidying up.
Lin Qingqing asked about the price, and the owner asked for eight thousand five.
"It's too expensive. This house is at least twenty years old. I need to fix it up before I can live in it. Everything costs money."
"It's not expensive. If I wasn't in urgent need of money, I would never sell it at this price. Go ask around, people are selling four-room houses with yards like mine for nine thousand."
"Sister, I'm only offering 7,000. It's up to you to decide whether to sell it or not."
Lin Qingqing left after she finished speaking, indicating that she was not interested in the house.
In fact, she loves him to death, but she just does it on purpose to show off.
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