Lu Mo also ate a piece of beef tendon and said casually, "It's quite delicious."
Tie Dan shouted, "Delicious! I love gnawing on beef tendon the most!"
Grandpa Lu glared at Yue Hongxia and her mother with displeasure. They had already left, but they were still causing trouble. His granddaughter had grown up with her maternal grandmother and had been raised by the Yue family to be a second Yue Hongxia. The old man genuinely couldn't bring himself to like this only granddaughter.
She's petty, mean-spirited, selfish, and calculating—a complete carbon copy of Yue Hongxia, far inferior to Qingqing.
"It tastes like Zhang Pangzi's. Amo, eat more beef tendon, it'll strengthen your muscles." The old man's words sealed the deal, and Yue Hongxia and her daughter dared not utter another sound, silently eating their food with grim expressions.
"Second son, after you finish eating, go call a car to move the things. Don't waste time," the old man instructed.
Lu Jiangang was dissatisfied, but he dared not disobey, "Okay."
Yue Hongxia couldn't help but say, "Dad, there are empty rooms at home, why won't you let us stay? The military district is so far from the city, it's inconvenient for me to go to Tsinghua University and for me to go to work."
"If it's far, take a car. You think this is too far? Did anyone complain about the 25,000-li Long March?" The old man's face darkened and his voice rose.
After a few good days, they've forgotten how this peace came about!
Yue Hongxia was startled and dared not refute, but she was extremely indignant. The old man always compared the past with the present. He was out of his mind. The past is the past, and the present is the present. We finally have a good life. We can't go back to climbing snow-capped mountains and crossing grasslands!
No matter how reluctant Yue Hongxia's family was, they still had to move. The truck that Lu Jiangang had called took them and their furniture away, and the house became much quieter.
The old man sighed, feeling quite upset. If his second son's family hadn't gone too far, he wouldn't have acted so ruthlessly!
"Grandpa Lu, Aunt Fang, I'm taking Lu Mo out for a walk," Ye Qingqing said.
"It's noon now, very hot. Let's wait until it cools down before going out," Lin Shufang suggested.
"It's fine now."
Once Lu Mo said that, Lin Shufang no longer objected. She wished Ye Qingqing and her son could be together every day. Tie Dan went with them, while Xiao Tong stayed at home, and Lin Shufang taught him arithmetic.
The sun outside was blazing brightly. Tie Dan pushed the cart, Ye Qingqing held the umbrella, and they hailed a taxi. They finally arrived at the place Lu Mo had mentioned, which turned out to be on Wushan Road. This was no ordinary place; before liberation, it belonged to the French Concession. Those who could set up businesses here were either wealthy or officials.
Therefore, the houses here are more upscale than the villas on Fuai Road.
It is said that the buildings were constructed by Western construction teams, and even the bricks, tiles, cement, and other materials were shipped from the West, ensuring top-quality materials. Many famous people settled on Wushan Road back then.
Although most of these houses have changed hands, those who were able to take over these houses are no ordinary people either.
How come Lu Mo has a house here?
Even now, houses on Wushan Road are not cheap. Lin Shufang probably can't afford one with her meager salary!
Lu Mo pointed the way and they arrived at a magnificent Western-style villa. The large iron gate was locked, but through the gaps in the gate, they could see a large green lawn inside.
The villa has three floors. Ye Qingqing roughly estimated that the villa, including the lawn and the house, is about 1,000 square meters.
...If this house is still twenty years away, it will definitely be worth tens of millions.
"This...this house is yours?" Ye Qingqing couldn't help but ask.
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