Ye's mother was also taken aback by the question: "I saved it," she replied.
To everyone's surprise, Ye's father snorted and said, "You old woman, you really don't understand? Even if your son-in-law is a regimental commander, he only has a fixed salary every month, at most one or two hundred. Plus, your daughter earns some money from time to time. How long has it been? How come you've been able to save so much money to buy a house?"
"No, no, no, I have to make a call and ask her properly. Could Xiao Dan have accepted a bribe? That won't do; it could cost him his head."
"Huh? Impossible, absolutely impossible. Xiao Dan isn't that kind of child." Mother Ye had absolute faith in her son-in-law; how could he possibly accept bribes? Just by looking at him, you could tell he was an upright, kind, and responsible child.
"I'll make a call and ask what's going on. I'll go make the call right now." Mr. Ye was also an impatient man, and he was about to make the call when he said he would, but Mrs. Ye stopped him.
"You old man, don't you know what time it is? Can't you make the call tomorrow?"
It's past nine o'clock at night, everyone is resting. Wouldn't making a phone call at this time disturb other people's rest?
Mr. Ye gave a heavy "hmm," and seeing that the towel was almost cool, he reached out and removed it, then touched his wife's forehead: "It's not hot anymore, the fever has gone down."
"Then get some rest. Xiaoyang will be back early tomorrow morning, so we need to prepare some of his favorite foods. Look at him, he's gotten so thin since he came back last week."
The next morning, before dawn, Ye's father couldn't sleep and got up, wearing a military overcoat, and sat in the main room smoking.
Ye's mother came out later. Seeing her husband like this, she couldn't help but smile and shake her head, asking, "Porridge or noodles for breakfast?"
"Anything is fine with me."
"Then let's have porridge. I bought some steamed buns yesterday, so we can steam them now."
After the elderly couple finished breakfast, they went out to the market and returned around eight or nine in the morning.
Mr. Ye couldn't wait any longer. He walked to the village entrance and said to his wife, "I'm going to make a phone call. You take the vegetables and go back first. I'll bring the meat back later."
"That works."
..............
Ye Wanying was going downstairs to check on the auditorium when she saw the woman from the convenience store waving at her from across the street: "Hey, it's the commander's house, phone number, hometown phone number."
What is my hometown phone number?
Hearing this, she naturally changed direction: "Sister-in-law, are you sure it's a call from our hometown? Who called?"
"It's your uncle, he seems to be in a hurry."
Dad? Why are you calling so early? Has something happened? My sister-in-law said it sounded quite urgent.
He quickened his pace and, upon arriving at the location, picked up the phone: "Dad? Why are you in such a hurry to call me? Is something wrong at home?" he asked.
On the other end of the phone, Ye's father's voice came through: "Everything is fine at home. There's something else I want to ask you."
Hearing that everything was alright at home, Ye Wanying breathed a sigh of relief: "What happened? Dad, ask away."
"Your mother said you bought a house?"
Forehead?
Could it be because of this?
"Yes, that's right."
"How much did you buy it for?"
"Forty-six thousand."
Ye Wanying generally doesn't like to deceive or fool her family. In her opinion, it's only a few tens of thousands of yuan, not a lot.
But they forgot that their own parents didn't share their thoughts.
"How much? How much did you just say?"
"Uh... 46,000." He seemed to have realized something as well.
Sure enough, on the other end of the phone, Ye's father's breathing became much heavier, clearly indicating that he was angry.
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