Stairs are like this. The top floor and the first floor have the lowest price because the first floor is noisy with a lot of people coming and going, the lighting is poor, and it gets damp. Climbing up to the top floor is tiring, so people won’t consider it if there are elderly people at home. Also, it may leak over time.

There is no problem of leaking on the fifth floor, but climbing the stairs is still very difficult, so the price of the house can be negotiated.

The door was open and the owner was waiting inside.

In order to sell it at a higher price, the house was cleaned up in advance. Coincidentally, the family also planned to sell the old house and buy a new one.

"It's a three-bedroom, one-living-room house." Hao Cailing thought it was a waste: "It's just the two of us living there."

He Mingliang was very satisfied. The bedrooms were of the right size, the balcony was quite large, the living room had plenty of light, and the kitchen had cabinets that the owner had built himself, which were clean.

"It's OK, but the price is a bit high."

Li Yutong felt that if He Mingliang didn't want this house, she would buy it.

Just as he was about to say something, someone came in through the door. Shen Jiaze's eyes met Li Yutong's, and he turned away a little uncomfortably, then turned back at her surprised look: "I have something to talk to you about. Your grandma said you were here."

"Okay." Li Yutong didn't care at all. Facing her backer, she could handle it if her backer was a little willful. It was okay.

Shen Jiaze nodded and sat down to listen.

When they negotiated with the homeowner, the price was finally set at 26,200, which couldn't be lower.

After the group left the house, Li Yutong took them back to her home in another building.

"Auntie, have some water." Li Yutong poured water for them all.

Start negotiating the price of the house.

"...I don't have that much money." Hao Cailing has a soft personality and can't help crying over the slightest thing.

"How much is the difference?" Li Yutong asked.

He Mingliang hesitated: "According to what you told me, I plan to sell the house to my uncle and give him 10,000 yuan. Then, with our savings, we still need 3,500 yuan. After that, we won't even have living expenses after taking this money."

Li Yutong thought about it and prepared to help him: "Auntie, don't you want to work in our store? We provide meals and will never delay wages."

He Mingliang was still a little unsure. He trusted Li Yutong, but he felt uncomfortable when he thought about trusting a girl younger than himself.

"I'll lend it to you." Shen Jiaze suddenly spoke.

Several people looked over there, full of surprise.

Three thousand five, that’s not a small number.

"Shen Jiaze, why do you want to lend him money?" Li Yutong was puzzled.

"Nothing, I just feel like we have a connection and want to make friends." Shen Jiaze's tone was a little distant, and he looked at He Mingliang calmly, "You write the IOU, and you should be able to pay it back within three years, right?"

Assuming his mother earns 200 yuan a month and saves 100 yuan every month, that's 1,200 yuan a year, not counting the salary increases in three years. In fact, with the progress of society, prices are rising and wages are also rising. However, his loan does not have interest, which means he is a good person doing good deeds. Within three years, they, mother and son, will definitely be able to pay off the loan.

At the beginning, I was afraid that Li Yutong would be rebellious. A good girl fell in love with a gangster, which is rebellious.

After getting to know He Mingliang, I found that he is not that kind of person. Although he is young, he is quite steady.

He borrowed his money and never spoke loudly in front of him from then on. He also didn't want Li Yutong to be with him all the time and delay her studies.

"I can." He Mingliang said with a firm look, but he didn't know why the boy lent him money?

I always dislike him.

"Then it's settled. Let's meet here tomorrow and I'll bring you the money." Shen Jiaze spoke with a sense of oppression that could not be ignored, and he kept his word.

He Mingliang nodded: "Okay."

After the discussion, He Mingliang and his mother Hao Cailing said goodbye.

Hao Cailing was still uneasy on the road: "They won't team up to cheat us, right?"

He Mingliang shook his head: "No, this family compound has a property ownership certificate. When the time comes to hand over the property ownership certificate, if our name is written on the property ownership certificate, then it will be ours."

The money was used to buy a house and the house is in their name, so what was cheated?

He Mingliang just couldn't understand why this rich kid named Shen Jiaze, who looked wealthy, lent him money?

For Li Yutong's sake?

Are they dating?

He Mingliang suddenly felt that he understood, and then his heart skipped a beat. It was Li Yutong who took the initiative to approach him and speak for him. Could it be that Li Yutong really liked him?

So, Shen Jiaze is jealous?

Li Yutong didn't know what He Mingliang was thinking yet, so she sent Shen Jiaze out: "Do you always trust the way you look at people? Do you believe that He Mingliang will definitely pay you back?"

Shen Jiaze looked at her and said, "It doesn't matter if you don't return it. I won't disturb your studies."

Three thousand five hundred yuan is not too much for him if he can see clearly that a person is good.

He didn't want to talk about He Mingliang, so he changed the subject by asking, "Which university do you want to apply to?"

Li Yutong talked about a university that he had never expected.

"Agricultural University?" Shen Jiaze thought for a moment and said, "That's OK. It has a bright future."

Li Yutong was thinking about future generations. There were many people in his hometown who made a lot of money by developing various mushroom greenhouses, but there were also many people who lost money and incurred huge debts.

She wants to be a technician.

When the time comes, I can drive to visit the villages around the county town. I have flexible time and can continue to do my own business.

“Food is the first necessity of the people”, people’s life cannot be separated from eating, and she herself likes to eat.

Her main intention was to open a hot pot restaurant. In her previous life, fried skewers shops and steamed bun shops were all small businesses. Hot pot restaurants were her lifelong career. Some people even drove their cars to eat there, and people who were away even bought hot pot base from the store and took it to other places to eat.

Thinking of this, she suddenly said, "Shen Jiaze, do you like hot pot? Next week, I will invite you and He Zixuan to eat hot pot in the restaurant."

Bringing He Zixuan here proves that she and Shen Jiaze are serious classmates and there is nothing his father is worried about.

Shen Jiaze was a little unhappy: "Why do you want to bring He Zixuan?"

Li Yutong smiled and said, "Hotpot is more lively when there are more people. I am also planning to invite He Mingliang."

The subtle feeling Shen Jiaze had just now suddenly disappeared, but, not eating?

"When the time comes, I will make the hot pot base myself. I guarantee that you will want to eat it again after you have tried it." Li Yutong wanted to try if her cooking skills were unfamiliar, so she invited a few more people so that everyone could express their opinions after eating and talk about how it tasted.

She cooked it herself, but Shen Jiaze was still tempted: "Okay, I'll bring him here when the time comes."

The next day was Sunday. He Mingliang had to deal with his uncle and buy the house, and he was afraid that he would not have enough time.

Shen Jiaze had arrived a long time ago and was leaning on the sofa in Li Yutong's house reading a book. Li Yutong was doing a test paper beside her and wanted to show it to Shen Jiaze after she finished.

The two were in no hurry at all.

I was halfway through finishing the test paper when there was a knock on the door.

Shen Jiaze stood up and opened the door, his eyes flashing, and saw that the people standing outside the door were not only He Mingliang, but also his uncle with slicked-back hair and a cunning look on his face.

He Mingliang was behind his uncle, winking at him desperately.