That woman hates it when people say she has no taste, and now it seems she really does have low standards!
Liu Zi pursed her lips, suppressing a smile, and then pushed open the glass door of the hotel.
The woman behind the bar immediately stood up enthusiastically. She had fashionable shoulder-length curly hair and wore a bright red jacket, which was very eye-catching.
"Miss, are you staying at the inn or just eating?" Song Yan's smile was as bright as it had been back then.
"I want to rent a place!" Liu Zi said directly.
"ah?"
Song Yan has been running her shop for several years, and this is the first time someone has come in and said they want to rent a place.
"Are you planning to stay here long-term?"
Song Yan was a little puzzled. Most of the people staying at their hotel were passing drivers or business people going to Beijing. They usually stayed for a short time, and this was the first time someone wanted to rent a place for a long time.
"I don't live here. I'm looking to rent a place, and I heard you have some, so I came to ask."
Liu Zi remembered that Song Yan once said that her family had four sons and one daughter.
Her parents doted on their only daughter, building her a house in the village early on and declaring they would find her a husband to live with them.
However, she later took a fancy to the comrade her older brother brought home and insisted on marrying him.
Her parents had no choice but to agree, and the house they built for her eventually became part of her dowry.
Later, Song Yan seized a business opportunity and started a business with her husband's support. In less than two years, she built a small house.
To take care of the business, the whole family moved here, and the house that was part of their dowry should still be vacant now.
"Who said I was going to rent out a place?"
Song Yan's expression changed immediately, thinking to herself, "Which bastard dares to mess with my business?"
"Don't be angry, I didn't mean anything by it. I'm renting a place with my daughter, and hotels are too expensive and inconvenient. If you don't have a room for rent, I'll look elsewhere."
Liu Zi knew Song Yan's personality well; she was easily swayed by gentle persuasion but not by force. So, she immediately started talking about her pitiful situation, using a retreat as a tactic to apologize and leave.
When Song Yan saw Liu Zi like this, she immediately felt embarrassed and quickly called out to stop the person who was about to leave.
She touched her nose and casually asked, "Why are you only staying with your daughter? Where's your husband?"
Liu Zi feigned sadness and replied in a low voice, "The child's father has fallen for someone else. I want to divorce him, so I'm moving out with the child."
"What?"
Song Yan stormed out from behind the bar, arms crossed, eyes wide with fury.
"How can you be so useless? Instead of dealing with that adulterous couple, you're hiding out to make room for them. How utterly useless!"
Liu Zi wasn't angry; she just sighed softly, her face filled with a sadness beyond her years.
"The child's father is very well hidden. I have no evidence. He usually behaves too well; even my parents probably wouldn't believe him if I told them. I want to find someone to investigate and get evidence first, and then hire a lawyer to help me file for divorce. But that will take time. I'm afraid he'll become desperate and threaten me by taking the child, so I want to find a place to hide first and make further plans after things are settled."
Upon hearing Liu Zi's reply, Song Yan immediately retorted angrily, "Little sister, don't worry, I have a house here. You can stay as long as you want. I doubt that brat would dare to cause you trouble in Songzhuang."
Overwhelmed with a sense of justice, Song Yan felt great sympathy for her plight. She immediately called someone to watch the shop while she took her to the village to look at houses.
"That house was actually part of my dowry prepared by my parents. After I moved to this hotel, it was left vacant. However, my mother often goes over to help clean it, so the house is in pretty good condition."
Song Yan and Liu Zi chatted as they walked into the village. It was clear that Song Yan was very popular, as almost everyone they passed greeted her with a smile.
The two turned into a small alley. Song Yan suddenly tilted her head and looked Liu Zi up and down a few times, then jokingly said with a smile, "You're quite bold, aren't you afraid I'm a bad guy?"
Liu Zi thought to herself, "It's because I knew you in my past life," but on the surface, she pretended to be a little nervous: "I just asked a few old men and women at the village entrance, and they all said your family is good. Surely there aren't a lot of good people in the whole village!"
Song Yan chuckled upon hearing Liu Zi's words.
Liu Zi wiped away non-existent sweat, managing to get away with it.
She learned her acting skills when she was on set back then. Even if you haven't eaten pork, you've still seen pigs run, right?
The Song family's house is in a very good location, right at one end of the alley, making it very convenient to come and go.
There are two brass door knockers on the dark green gate.
Song Yan took out her key, inserted it into the lock, turned it twice, and the door opened.
"Come in and take a look at the house!"
When Liu Zi met Song Yan in her previous life, Song Yan was no longer living in Songzhuang, so she had never visited this courtyard.
The house has a very good layout, with two main rooms and two south-facing rooms.
The main gate is in the southwest corner. As soon as you enter, you can see two grapevines laden with fruit, their purple and green vines looking particularly tempting.
Liu Zi could imagine how happy Qi Qi would be if she saw this, as grapes are her favorite food.
Behind the grape trellis, against the west wall of the yard, there was a row of small sheds, which contained a lot of firewood and coal.
The Song family clearly knew how to manage their finances; even though no one lived in the courtyard, they still planted cabbages and radishes in the open space in the middle.
"Come inside and take a look."
Song Yan had already reached the entrance of the main house.
Liu Zi's first noticeable features were the dark green window frames and wooden doors, which looked like they had just been painted this year.
Even after a summer of intense sun exposure, the paint color remained remarkably vibrant.
Liu Zi entered the house in a few steps. The interior of the house was very well preserved, the walls were clean, and there were no moldy spots in the corners.
"Although our house is built in the countryside, we have radiators and a stove, so it's not cold at all in winter," Song Yan said, pointing to the stove in the corner.
Liu Zi nodded, then walked around the room. Actually, there wasn't much in the room; it was almost completely empty. She just wanted to take another look at the layout.
To the right of the main house entrance is the stove that Song Yan mentioned, which can be used for cooking and heating. Next to it is a wooden table with some bottles and jars still on it.
Further inside, there is a door on the west wall and a door on the north wall of the house.
Song Yan first pushed open the north gate.
"This is a small room that has been partitioned off; it can be used as a bedroom or a storage room."
Liu Zi peeked inside and the room was immediately clear. It was very small, but it was big enough to fit a double bed.
Song Yan finally pushed open the west door, which led to the main house, which was very spacious inside.
"This room can fit a bed, a sofa, a table, and so on. If you want to rent it, don't worry about the bed and table; my second brother is a carpenter and can make you a new set." Song Yan rubbed her nose; the room hadn't been lived in for a long time, and it was quite dusty.
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