Chapter 39 The House to be Relocated
At that time, there were only a few highways built, and a round trip to Yicheng would take at least a week.
What's more, Ling Ye had to go to Jin County to get the leather shoes back.
Afraid that the Wu family would come looking for her in the next few days, Song Rui simply brought Song Hua with her so that she could help take care of the children along the way.
The next day, they packed their things and followed Ling Ye out the door.
The taxi drove further and further north until it stopped at a small courtyard on the outskirts of the city where Ling Ye had parked his car.
When Song Rui saw the location, she couldn't help but ask, "Did you rent or buy this yard?"
"I bought it for a small amount of money, and it saved the landlord from causing trouble."
"Did you buy it?"
Ling Ye smiled at her, "Well, I bought it. What, do you think I am an old man and I didn't tell you about it? I was planning to sell this one and buy another one closer to the national highway."
Song Rui: "You can buy another one, but this one has also been sold. I think this one is pretty good, Nan Nan will definitely like it."
Ling Ye looked around in confusion, what was wrong?
The location is remote, there is not much scenery, and it is just an ordinary house.
Women's hearts are really hard to understand, especially the woman in his family.
"Okay, if you say so, then fine. You want to buy a house and put it under Nan Nan's name, so give this to her first."
Song Rui nodded quickly, "Okay, I'll change the name when I get back."
This yard is ordinary, but the location is good.
Song Rui remembered clearly that this was the largest shopping mall in Fengcheng in later generations.
She could no longer remember exactly when the work began, but she thought it was in the past few years.
She didn't know whether Ling Ye really sold this house in his previous life or it was confiscated after something happened, but she had to keep it in this life.
In fact, when she just came back, Song Rui thought of buying some houses that would be relocated at a high price, and then she could wait to collect the money at home.
But I also feel it is too immoral.
Those who should have received relocation compensation missed out on their predetermined fate because of her.
Who knows if there are elderly people who are sick and need money for treatment, or children who are crying for food in their families.
There are too many things involved here. As the old saying goes, it is not accumulating good karma.
It was a blessing from God that she could return to her youth.
If she doesn't accumulate good deeds, even if it's not just a dream, she is afraid that the consequences will be passed on to her child.
It’s better to earn money yourself in a down-to-earth manner.
But this already belongs to her family, and there is no reason for her to give it away.
We must hold it in our hands and wait for relocation.
When she comes back, she will plant more fruit trees in front of and behind her house.
When we relocate, all that money is cash.
Song Rui walked around the house and looked at the large tracts of empty land in the backyard, feeling her blood boiling.
Even after she got in the car and drove out of the yard, she looked back twice.
very nice.
The cab of the truck was spacious. Ling Ye was driving and she was sitting on the passenger seat. There was a wide cushion in the back seat that could accommodate a person.
Song Hua took Nan Nan and leaned on the cushion.
Nan Nan was also excited about going out.
She chattered all the way, asking about the situation in the south.
Are there flying chickens? Does it get dark in the south? Do people there like to eat fried cakes and sweet and sour pork?
Children's ideas are so wild and imaginative that they make people laugh.
Although Ling Ye didn't join in the laughter, he felt that they were driving faster than usual.
Three days later, they arrived in Yicheng and Song Rui got off the car with Song Hua and Nan Nan.
Ling Ye wanted to accompany them to purchase goods, but was rejected by Song Rui.
She would have to stay here for a few days, so it would be better for Ling Ye to go and get the leather shoes back first.
Save time and don't delay business in the Soviet Union.
Ling Ye couldn't persuade her, so he left with a sullen face. Before leaving, he shook the pager in his hand and asked her to contact him if she had anything.
Song Rui also shook her pager.
The two of them couldn't help laughing even through the car window.
Looking back, Song Rui saw that her sister and Nan Nan were also covering their mouths and laughing.
"What are you laughing at? Go away."
Song Rui felt uncomfortable because of the laughter, so she quickly took a few quick steps.
When traveling, Song Rui didn't want to let herself and her children suffer, so she didn't stay in a cheap guesthouse, but found a pretty good hotel near the small commodity city.
The room rate is only 25 yuan a day.
There were two beds in the room, just enough for the three of them.
After a long journey, Song Rui should have taken a break, but when she saw the bustle outside, she felt full of energy.
Seeing that Song Hua and Nan Nan were both sleepy, she asked them to stay in the hotel to rest and went out.
Song Rui first went to the mall where clothes were sold.
Clothes make the man, and saddles make the horse.
She was dressed in rags, and it was inconvenient for her to talk business.
In the first few days after returning, Song Rui always felt that there was still a gloomy soul in her body. She had no idea about dressing up and was only thinking about making Nan Nan better.
What's more, in the winter in Northeast China, people pay more attention to keeping warm when wearing clothes.
But this time when she entered the mall again, Song Rui was unable to walk when faced with the dazzling array of clothes.
Hong Kong wind is prevalent nowadays, and the further south you go, the more deeply you will be affected by it.
High-waisted jeans and printed shirts with bright colors and elegant styles will never be outdated in Song Rui's opinion.
Song Rui picked out a pair of jeans, an apricot-colored thin sweater, and a camel-colored wool coat.
It’s a bit cold in the Northeast, but it’s just right in Yicheng.
According to the temperature here, she picked out a few more pieces for herself, Nan Nan and Song Hua.
When I was about to leave, I saw a cosmetics counter downstairs and bought two bottles of vanishing cream and other cosmetics.
Once she arrived in the south where economic reforms were progressing at a faster pace, Song Rui's thinking became more open.
For example, this dress, she can take it back and sell it, as they are all styles that are not seen in Fengcheng now.
There are also cosmetics such as lipstick and eye shadow, which are also popular items when you bring them back.
Otherwise, people in the future will say that the 1990s was a golden age.
As long as you have the resources, you can make money by doing anything.
The problem is that it is impossible for people to earn every penny.
Song Rui found a hair perm shop and while changing her hairstyle, she was thinking and writing down her experiences in the notebook she carried with her.
When they returned to the hotel, Song Hua and Nan Nan, who were still half asleep, stared at her for a long time before they recognized who she was.
"Sister! You're so beautiful!"
Song Hua's eyes were barely enough to see.
Her sister is naturally good-looking and is eye-catching even without dressing up.
Now she has the most popular wavy curls, wears a woolen coat, and high-heeled leather shoes, and she is as bright and beautiful as a Hong Kong star.
Nan Nan jumped up and down on the bed excitedly, "Mom! Mom, you look so pretty!"
Song Rui looked at herself in the hotel mirror, feeling a little dazed.
In her memories, she was mostly tired, dishevelled, and covered in dust and dirt from the heavy burdens she carried.
The person in the mirror looks like her, but it seems like he is not her at all.
She was so strange that she didn't even recognize herself.
But undoubtedly, she was happy.
It turns out that she was also beautiful when she was young.
Song Rui distributed the clothes she bought for them to them, and amid the exclamations, the curve of her mouth corners became even bigger.
It was getting dark, and Song Rui took the two dressed up people out. After asking the hotel front desk, they went to the busiest night market.
When they came back, the three of them were silent.
It’s not that I’m sad, but I’m just digesting what I saw and heard that night.
In Song Hua's eyes, how could those people who push carts and sell food have such good business? How can you make so much money?
He put the bills into his pocket one by one, and estimated that he made a hundred dollars in one night.
In Song Rui's eyes, how come those street vendors are so good at doing business?
There are all kinds of clothes, jewelry, shoes, hats and general merchandise. Once the lights are on, they are enough to tempt people to spend money.
In Nan Nan’s eyes…why are there so many people?
So many people, so many people.
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