The next morning, Bu Ling and Wu Yuanyuan brought breakfast to the hospital again. This time, Wu Yuanyuan had prepared breakfast: sweet potato porridge and cornbread.
The villagers discussed it and decided that each family would take turns making breakfast for Aunt Tian. Everyone is short of food these days, and if only one family does it, no one can handle it. Of course, Aunt Tian will also pay for the food.
Wu Yuanyuan and Bu Ling were responsible for delivering the meals; it was convenient since they had bicycles.
After delivering the food, as the two were about to leave, Aunt Tian called out to Buling, "Little Bu, wait a minute!"
Bu Ling stopped and looked at Aunt Tian.
Aunt Tian stepped forward, took Bu Ling's hand, and sat her down on the other side of the hospital bed. After carefully considering her words, she slowly began to speak: "Little Bu, this is what I'm thinking. You see, Cong Cong is sick, and my family doesn't have enough money..."
"Aunt Tian, I understand. How much do you want to borrow? I still have some." But too much is impossible. She's a young woman who's only worked for half a year and is quite extravagant; it's unrealistic for her to have saved too much money.
"What are you saying, child? That's not what I meant. I just wanted to ask if you have any thoughts about the house you're living in now. I'm planning to sell it."
After saying that, she quickly added, "Don't worry, Xiao Bu, I'm not a person who goes back on her word. If you don't have any objections, that's fine too. You can continue living here, and I'll sell the other side of the kitchen."
Bu Ling was genuinely surprised that Aunt Tian was planning to sell the house, and for a moment she didn't know how to answer. Of course, she was interested. Currently, she was very comfortable living in the courtyard, and besides, deep down, most Chinese people still want to own their own house, and she was no exception.
"Auntie, how much are you planning to sell it for?" If it's too expensive, forget it; I'd rather rent.
Aunt Tian had already considered this issue last night and had also inquired about the market price with Aunt Wu. Since she was selling to Bu Ling, she didn't intend to ask for an exorbitant price: "Three hundred, the transfer can be completed immediately."
After saying that, fearing that Buling would think it was too expensive, she immediately said, "Auntie, this house was bought out from the factory, so it belongs to you. No one will say anything if I sell it to you, not even the machinery factory can say anything."
Actually, it's not expensive at all. She rents a place for only four yuan a month. If it were three hundred, that would be six years' rent.
However, she couldn't be so quick to agree. Bu Ling looked a little troubled: "Aunt Tian, I'm very tempted, but I don't have that much money on hand. Please let me think about it."
Aunt Wu chimed in, "Xiao Bu, Lao Tian really didn't ask you for too much for this house. Three hundred yuan is already a very reasonable price."
If Lao Tian hadn't said he wanted to ask Xiao Bu's opinion first, she would have already bought it; after all, it's a house, and you can never have too many.
Buling has been here for half a year and is familiar with the prices. Three hundred yuan seems like a lot, almost a year's salary for her, but this price is very reasonable. This is a house in the county town; if the house were bigger, people would buy it for five hundred.
Wu Yuanyuan stood to the side, not daring to utter a sound. That was three hundred yuan! In the six months she had been working, she had saved as much as she could, and she had only managed to save twenty yuan, which was about fifteen times less than three hundred.
“I know Aunt Tian takes care of me, but buying a house is a big deal, and I can’t make up my mind right now. I want to ask my brother for his opinion.”
Aunt Tian understood: "Of course, of course." Such a big matter should be discussed with the elders.
It was getting late, and Buling said, "Aunt Tian, we're going to work now. Don't worry, I'll get back to you as soon as possible." She knew that Aunt Tian had no other choice but to sell the house.
No matter the era, hospitals are always expensive places, and she didn't intend to wait until Aunt Tian was at her wit's end to lower the price voluntarily; that would be too unethical.
Although she wasn't a good person, she really didn't intend to profit from something that concerned the life of someone's only child.
Saying she'd discuss it with Bu Yi was just an excuse. Given how doting Bu Yi is on his sister, he'd give her anything she wanted. She was just saying that to make it seem like she was going to borrow money from her brother; otherwise, her readily handing over three hundred yuan would have been too conspicuous.
On the way, Wu Yuanyuan didn't try to persuade her. It was a matter of three hundred yuan, and as a poor girl, she shouldn't say anything, otherwise she would easily feel the unfairness of the world.
After finishing work in the afternoon, Bu Ling asked Wu Yuanyuan to take her to the station, and then she boarded a bus to the military compound. Although she knew Bu Yi wouldn't object, she still had to tell him, otherwise Bu Yi would start overthinking again.
Yes, after spending so much time together, she discovered that Buyi was a bit sensitive, especially after meeting Sangshen; she would get emotional at the drop of a hat.
Bu Yi was unusually on time to leave work today. When he got home, he had a little follower trailing behind him. When he got to the door, he found it was ajar.
His face lit up with joy, and he pushed open the door to enter: "Lingling, why are you back?"
Bu Ling had just finished showering, her hair still wet, when she saw Bu Yi return: "Brother, Brother Liang, you're here so early today."
"Little sister, why are you back? Didn't you say that Lao Bu and I were going to visit you? It's too dangerous for a girl like you to be alone," Liang Boda said worriedly.
"I got off work early today and took the bus. It wasn't dark when I arrived, so don't worry."
Even so, the two were still a little worried. "Lingling, don't do that again next time, it's too dangerous."
Buling nodded helplessly. Honestly, she was sixteen already, but these two still treated her like she was six. But she was still very happy.
"Okay, okay, brother, I just needed to talk to you about something~" She snuggled up to Bu Yi and acted coquettishly.
Before the two could ask, she said directly, "It's like this, you know Aunt Tian, right? Her grandson is sick and still in the hospital. Aunt Tian is short of money and is planning to sell the house, so she asked me about it."
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