Giving it to her earlier will do her good.

As a result, the adoptive mother agreed, but the adoptive father disagreed, always saying, "Let's talk about it later."

She was disheartened at that time, and when she had the chance to go abroad, she simply went abroad. If her adoptive father had not given her 30,000 yuan and continued to provide her with living expenses, she would not have wanted to recognize this father anymore.

He didn't treat her as his own daughter at all. If she was his own daughter, would he not give her this house?

The couple who bought the house looked at the property title and asked for Su Wanping's ID card. After verifying her identity, they nodded.

"Can it be a little less?" said the middle-aged woman.

After hearing this, Ma Hongxiu felt that there was a way.

Generally speaking, when it comes to bargaining, if the price is right, the deal is done.

"Sister, I think you have inquired about the housing prices in our community. A house this big, with four bedrooms, two living rooms and two bathrooms, is now selling for 170,000 yuan. I'm only selling it for 165,800 yuan. How about this, if you really want it, I'll give you the decimal point."

"How much, one hundred and fifty thousand?" said the woman.

Ma Hongxiu immediately felt uncomfortable: "I mean the decimal point. It's more than 10,000 yuan. Is that a decimal point? It's not that something happened to my house and I can't sell it, so I came to you."

Look, she's still unhappy.

The woman was not easy to talk to: "Big sister, if you are sincere about selling, we are sincere about buying. How about this, 155,000 yuan, I will give you the money right now, in cash, how about it?"

Ma Hongxiu rolled her eyes and said, "Even if I sold it to you for 165,000 yuan, you can't owe me half of it. Who sells a second-hand house in installments?"

"Look at my house. The layout inside doesn't need any renovation. How much trouble can it save you?"

"Other people's houses are very old. If you want to live in them, you have to paint the walls, lay tiles, and buy furniture. Look at all the things in our house."

The woman looked shrewd. Of course she had noticed that the house had been well maintained and cleaned by the old lady. The calligraphy and paintings on the wall alone looked very cultured. It would save her a lot of trouble, so she was willing to buy it.

"Then tell me how much it is. If it's more, I won't buy it. Even if you say a lot, this is still a second-hand house."

The reason why Su Wanping's house is valuable is its good location, good environment, large space and good quality, which makes it the most cost-effective community in Kaiyuan County.

Why is everything so good? All of them are cadres. I heard that the specific height of each step was measured carefully by hiring someone. This is the house they plan to live in for their retirement. Looking at the clear lake water outside, it is almost like a health park. How could they not be careful?

That's why the couple thought about buying a new house, it would be better to buy one here.

The new house is so tall, with 20 or 30 floors, which is like living in a pigeon cage. It is cramped just to look at, let alone living in it. And the elevator is shaky. The first time they went in it, they felt scared, as if they were locked in a box.

From now on, if the elevator breaks down, can the residents inside not contribute to the cost of repairing it through the property management fee?

Things that have been repaired are defective. If they are repaired once or twice in the future, something bad will definitely happen.

I feel at ease living in this house.

The couple was so thrifty that they even managed to convince Ma Hongxiu to stay.

"How about this, 164,000 yuan, and I'll give you everything in this room, and I'll take my cup and clothes."

Ma Hongxiu said this.

The couple looked at each other, and the middle-aged woman said, "You don't want the books in the study, the paintings on the wall, the TV, and the radio?"

"No need. I'll give them all to you." Ma Hongxiu said bluntly without even looking at them.

Su Wanping listened and became anxious: "No, some furniture can't be left. This is the dowry your grandma left for me. It's my wish. And your father's books, they are his life. Some of the calligraphy and paintings on the wall were written by his old friends for him. They are a token of affection..."

"Mom!" Ma Hongxiu became impatient: "What's this about affection? It's so funny. Nowadays, people only care about money. Who would talk about affection with you?"

Su Wanping's eyes were red: "It really can't..."

"No?" Ma Hongxiu frowned and glared, "You're still planning to take them away? You're going to rent a house in the future. What if the landlord asks you to move out for some reason? Can you move these things? They're all dead things. You're the only one who thinks they're valuable."

“If it’s thrown out, even the rag collector won’t bother to pick it up.”

What Su Wanping regarded as her hard work and treasure was just junk that even the scrap collectors didn't want in the eyes of her adopted daughter Ma Hongxiu. She was so angry that she cried.

"What do you want? I promised you to sell the house, but you won't even give me this little bit of money?"

"Stop talking." Ma Hongxiu glanced at the two middle-aged women who were looking at each other in bewilderment, and said to Su Wanping, "You can't bring these things with you when you are born, and you can't take them with you when you die. When you are gone, you can still bury all of these in your coffin."

That's unpleasant to hear.

Inside the room, the middle-aged woman and the real estate agent all changed their expressions.

Ma Hongxiu said to herself that she was an American with advanced ideas. When a person dies, he is just a pile of ashes, nothing.

But in China in the 1990s, especially in a small county like Kaiyuan County, no one would face death calmly. There were rules about where to bury the dead, who would burn incense and paper, and so on.

So by saying this, she offended everyone.

Just think about it, if their son thinks like this about the things they left behind in the future, it will be very disheartening for them.

"I, I'm not dead yet, Hongxiu, what are you talking about?" Su Wanping was very angry. When she lived alone before, she thought about just dying, what's the point of living.

But after working in her cousin's breakfast shop, seeing so many people of all kinds, each with their own lives and their joys and sorrows, she felt that she was really pretentious.

With no burden and a generous pension, and living in such a nice house, she should cherish this time in this world and enjoy her retirement life.

Why did he die?

What she said was no different from cursing her to death.

"I'm not wrong. Don't people die in the end?" Ma Hongxiu didn't want to continue this topic with her adoptive mother. She turned to the couple and said, "Let's just leave it at that. I'll be in charge of selling the house."

"Once I get the rent money, I'll take you to go through the transfer procedures."

"You... don't want to discuss it anymore?" The middle-aged woman looked at Su Wanping sympathetically. Judging from the situation, this was an only child. She must have done something wrong in her previous life that she had such a daughter in this life.

"Hongxiu..." Su Wanping was reluctant to part with the mahogany furniture her mother left her. They were very old. When the society was in turmoil, she was afraid that her house would be searched, so she hid them in a cave in advance. She moved them out only after the reform and opening up.

Going further back, those were all the dowry given to her grandmother by her grandmother's mother. When it came to her, it was the fourth generation. How could it just be gone like that?

Su Wanping felt extremely sad and couldn't stop crying.