Just after seeing off Zhou Bingde, Xia Qiulong and his party, someone came hurriedly to call Wan Feng, saying that there was a problem with the contract.
Wan Feng shook his head. The Jiang family still wanted to fight for the ownership of the house.
The appointment was made at Luan Feng’s home.
When Wan Feng arrived at Luan Feng's house, the kang in Luan Feng's father Luan Changyuan's room was full of people.
Zhang Hai, the team accountant, Liang Wan, Luan Changyuan, as well as Jiang Li and Wan Feng's aunt Zhu Yan, as well as Jiang Li's father and uncle Jiang Zaohe, Jiang Zaoyi, and his eldest uncle Jiang Zaoming and second uncle Jiang Zaoxian were all present.
The Jiang family meant that the house could not be registered in a woman's name, as there was no precedent for this, and they insisted on this point.
In particular, Jiang Li’s uncle Jiang Zaoming was very clear in his attitude. He insisted that the house must be in Jiang Li’s name, otherwise the Jiang family would firmly disagree.
After understanding the opinions of all parties, Wan Feng was silent for a moment and then spoke.
"Jiang Li, you are my future uncle. As Zhu Yan's nephew, I have no reason to create a rift for your future happiness. But I always act with the humble first and the gentlemen second. Let's put the bad things out first and then talk about the good things. Now, I want to know what you think?"
Jiang Li nodded timidly and didn't say anything.
"You don't have to be embarrassed, and you don't have to give me face. Just pretend you don't know me and tell me what you really think. That way I can have a standard for how to deal with it."
"I... I don't have any opinion on this matter. I think as long as Yan'er and I can live a loving life, it doesn't matter whose name is written."
"Jiang Li!" Jiang Zaoming shouted.
Wan Feng ignored Jiang Zaoming and just nodded: "I am very satisfied with your answer."
Then Wan Feng turned around and looked at Jiang Zaoming: "Boss, did you hear that clearly?"
"Jiang Li is only twenty this year. He doesn't understand many things, and his words are of no reference value. This house must be in Jiang Li's name, otherwise our Jiang family will definitely not agree."
This old guy actually talked to me about the reference value. Has he read too much Reference News?
"I think you don't understand the whole story. Now I can tell everyone here that the current owner of this house is me, not anyone else."
"Hmph! You are just an outsider, you don't even have your household registration in Wahou, what qualifications do you have to be the owner of this house." Jiang Zaoming didn't give Wan Feng any face at all. After he said this, Zhang Hai and Liang Wan's faces changed a little.
They never thought of Wan Feng as an outsider.
Wan Feng took a deep breath. "Yes, you're quite right about that. I'm indeed an outsider, or more precisely, a sojourner. But that doesn't stop me from becoming the owner of this house. Wahou is a pilot unit for reform and opening up, and all the old rules and regulations can be broken. This is the basis for my ownership of this house, and it's also the basis for my aunt's name to be registered on it. Do you understand?"
"Reform and opening up is about inheriting, carrying forward, and changing fine traditions, not destroying them all. If we destroy them all, how can we have order without rules?"
Holy crap! The back of the depression turned out to be a place where talented people could be found. There was even a literate person hiding here. Judging from his age, he should be around 60 years old. He must have been educated before liberation, when he was only in his twenties or thirties.
Before liberation, families who could afford to go to school were not ordinary families.
And their family name is Jiang, could they be the remnants of the previous dynasty?
What’s the use even if you are a remnant of the previous dynasty?
"You're right again. Reform and opening up are indeed about carrying forward fine traditions and discarding bad ideas. But I really don't understand. You can be right about so many things, but why are you wrong about the signature on this house? I don't believe you didn't do it on purpose. From the initial proposal to the later planning and even the investment and construction, I was the one who handled everything, except for Jiang Li asking the team for instructions. Even the renovation application is in my name. If I'm not the owner of this house, who dares to say it's his? If you want a signature, it's easy. This house has cost over three hundred yuan so far. Give me the money and I'll give you the ownership. You can use whose name you want. Isn't that fair?"
Wan Feng examined the Jiang family members one by one, and no one in the Jiang family said a word.
"Look, there's a saying that goes, talking about money hurts feelings. Why are you all silent when it comes to money? Since you're silent, then you have to listen to me. I own this house. I can give it to whoever I want. Your Jiang family's intentions are nothing. Uncle Zhang Hai, sign the contract. The name of the householder should be my aunt Zhu Yan."
"Wait!" Zhu Yan spoke at this time.
Zhang Hai stopped writing and looked at Zhu Yan in confusion.
"Can you write both of our names?" Zhu Yan asked in a low voice.
Zhang Hai did not answer but turned to Wan Feng, of course to ask Wan Feng's opinion.
Wan Feng took a deep breath and said, "Anyway, this house is my dowry to my aunt. As for whose name she wants to put it in, she has the final say."
Zhang Hai looked at Zhu Yan again: "Are you sure you want to write Jiang Li's name?"
Zhu Yan nodded.
"But the householder wrote two names? Has this ever happened before?"
Whether two names could be written in the household head column was not Wan Feng's concern. He turned around and left the room and entered Luan Feng's room, then went straight into Luan Feng's inner room, lay down on the kang, rested his hands on his arms, and looked at the ceiling.
Luan Feng noticed that Wan Feng seemed unhappy, so she followed him in and climbed onto the kang.
"What's wrong with you? You seem unhappy?"
"Do you think I'll be happy?"
"Your aunt did that to prove that she and Jiang Li have a good relationship. There's nothing wrong with that."
"She did prove that she and Jiang Li have a good relationship, but what about me? Isn't this like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror—he's neither human nor human?"
"Who said that? In my eyes, you will always be a human being and a good man."
"Go away, go away, don't bother to coax me."
"If you're upset, of course I'll try to comfort you. I'll let you blow the trumpet after I give them a day off on Sunday."
"Puff!" Wan Feng couldn't hold his breath and deflated on the spot.
"Anyway, you're going to give your house to your aunt after it's built. Aren't you happy that they have such a good relationship?"
What Luan Feng said made sense. There was no reason for her to be unhappy when the two of them had a good relationship.
Wan Feng let out a long sigh and sat up: "Okay, I'm not angry anymore, but you said you can't cheat on the trumpet."
"Did I say that? When did I say that?"
"I heard everything you said just now. You said to let him play the trumpet. Can the master's wife also play the trumpet? Can you play a piece for us to listen to one day?" Li Erman stuck her head in from outside the door and asked for advice seriously.
Wan Feng and Luan Feng looked at each other. Fortunately, blowing the horn was a secret code between the two of them, and Li Erman and the others didn't understand what was going on.
Luan Feng roared, "You look like a trumpet to me!"
Li Erman's head quickly retracted, and the laughter of Wan Feng and Luan Feng came from the inner room.
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