"When I was walking around a few days ago, I was almost in the center of the alley. There was a big tree and a half-abandoned yard. You said it was a good location. Do you remember?"
Lu Miao nodded, somewhat affected.
After running all day today, Fu Jingyou did gain some benefits.
He continued:
"I've inquired about it. That household used to be home to a father and daughter. Two years after the daughter married out, the father became ill and couldn't take care of himself, so the daughter took him in."
It was also because of this that the yard became abandoned.
Lu Miao nodded and listened carefully.
Tang Mei was cleaning up the glutinous rice flour at the table and listened to the conversation.
"You want to buy that yard? Someone who was sick lived there before, so you might think it's unlucky..."
"Aunt, why do you think so much? In the past, there were wars everywhere and people died everywhere. We don't know how many people have died in this land right here. There's no such thing as good or bad luck."
Lu Miao has a different opinion.
Besides, the elderly are old and have weak physical constitutions. Not only are they prone to illness, they may also suffer from stroke and paralysis, which is inevitable.
If it really was a serious infectious disease, it wouldn't be their concern, as the news would have spread long ago.
Fu Jingyou nodded, drank water from the teacup, and continued:
"I just found out about this, and I don't know if I can close it down yet. I'll go over there tomorrow and ask for information about the owner."
Lu Miao said, "I'll go with you."
Fu Jingyou shook his head. "I know the way now. I can just go there by myself... I asked today and they said that the daughter of that family now lives over on the West Third Ring Road."
"That area is a typical rural area. There are no cars, so it takes a long time to go back and forth."
Fu Jingyou stroked the ponytail on Lu Miao's shoulders like he was coaxing a child, "Wait for me at home, I'll be back soon and make sure I'm back before seven in the evening."
Lu Miao thought about it and nodded.
OK.
He went alone because he was fast, so she wouldn't be held back by being unable to walk.
But thinking of something, Lu Miao gave a warning in advance:
"I don't know the exact price of the residential land, but I estimate it's around 50 to 60 yuan per square meter. If someone is willing to sell it, you should have a reference in mind and don't be fooled."
"good."
"I didn't take a close look at the courtyard last time. It's still unclear whether it's suitable for living."
At this time, the house and land are calculated separately.
If you have a house on the ground, you have to pay two kinds of money.
Fu Jingyou knew what was going on. "Okay, I understand. I'll pay attention to it when the time comes."
"Um."
When he went to bed at night, Fu Jingyou was thinking about this matter again.
The yard is not small, probably about three or four mu.
If calculated at 60 yuan, it would probably cost tens of thousands of yuan.
The amount is too large, and no one in the family can afford it, and it is not realistic to tell my father-in-law about it.
Fu Jingyou thought to himself that he would go to the owner to ask about the situation in the next two days.
If it works, we can then make a contract and rent it out for a long term.
First, rent it securely, and then look for opportunities in the next two years.
See if I can find other ways out in my spare time, and try to buy a piece of land of my own in the future.
Fu Jingyou thought about it and decided to do it.
Lu Miao took off his clothes and got into bed. He sat up and touched his wife's slender waist. "Is it still sore? Does it hurt?"
"It hurts! Don't do that!"
"I won't do it to you, I'll rub it for you."
As he spoke, he pressed down slightly with his thumbs, pushing on both sides of Lu Miao's waistline and spine, and began to press.
Lu Miao hissed and lay straight on the pillow.
Fu Jingyou reduced his strength and asked her, "Does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, just a little sore!"
Fu Jingyou laughed and continued to rub her waist.
After massaging his waist and legs, Lu Miao felt relaxed. He lazily lay in his arms, clinging to him like a snake:
"Why are you so thoughtful and considerate? I love you so much."
Fu Jingyou kissed her forehead and liked to hear her say love:
"Say that again, huh?"
Lu Miao laughed and dodged, leaning her face against his shoulder and acting coquettishly:
"No, I'm getting sick of talking too much!"
"I don't get tired of it."
"I hate it!"
Fu Jingyou couldn't persuade her, so he shook his head helplessly and patted her buttocks.
Lu Miao originally wanted to say something to him, but ended up lying on top of him, with him pinching his waist and kneading her, which was really too comfortable.
I couldn't help but fall asleep on his shoulder.
The next day, the young couple got up one after another.
Tang Mei rolled the Yuanxiao the night before and cooked some in the morning.
The sweet Yuanxiao was delicious. Fu Jingyou stayed at home with Lu Miao to eat before leaving.
Mingyi and Mingxia also enjoyed their meal.
However, children have delicate stomachs, and Lu Miao was afraid that glutinous rice flour would be difficult to digest, so he didn't let them eat too much. He fed each of them three bowls and then collected the bowls.
During the day, Mingyi and Mingxia mostly stay downstairs.
Lu Miao didn't stay on the second floor alone. He turned off the stove upstairs and went upstairs to stay.
People from the alley came to visit and chat at home, including a young sister-in-law who could knit sweaters.
Lu Miao looked at it curiously, then asked for some cotton yarn and two knitting needles and started learning to knit a sweater.
The cotton thread would not be wasted. After she was done with it, she would just pull out the knitting needle, pull it, and then roll it back up to use again.
Lu Miao was learning to knit a sweater, while Tang Mei took her two children to chat with the other aunts.
The atmosphere was pretty good, but for some reason, Mingxia suddenly started crying.
Lu Miao put down her knitting needles and went over to look. "What's wrong, Xia Xia? Huh? Why are you crying?"
The little guy covered one eye, his face full of tears, his mouth pursed and trembling, looking so pitiful.
"Mom, Xia Xia hurts, mom, wuwu..."
Mingxia snuggled straight into his arms.
Lu Miao didn't know what was going on, so he could only hold the child and comfort him.
Tang Mei's expression changed. She pushed Chunhua, the sister-in-law closest to her, and cursed:
"Are you crazy? The child's eyelashes are just long, how can they be fake? Why do you have to pull them out and see?"
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Lu Miao frowned and his face suddenly became gloomy.
Putting Mingxia on the ground, she pushed away Mingxia's hands that were covering her eyes and looked at her.
The little guy has fair and tender skin, except for his right eye which is red.
One eye is open and the other is squinting. If it weren't injured, it would never look like this.
"I, I'm just curious. I've never seen such a young child with such beautiful hair before, and even eyelashes so long..."
Sister Chunhua defended herself with a smile, not taking it too seriously:
"And I didn't pull it, I just touched it."
Tang Mei asked coldly:
"Can a child cry if you touch him?"
"I really didn't pull... Ouch——"
Lu Miao was not like Tang Mei, who kept talking nonsense to Sister Chunhua. He went up to her and grabbed her hair and pulled it back.
"Your hair is so long, let me see if it's fake!"
"Let go, let go!"
Her scalp was burning with pain, and Sister Chunhua struggled and screamed.
Lu Miao refused.
Everything else is easy to talk about, but bullying her children and family is out of the question!
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