When he heard that she was Zhou Tingyue's biological sister and his sister's sister-in-law, Song Wenlin finally realized how big a mistake he had made, and his face turned red as if blood was dripping from it.
I quickly nodded and greeted him: "Hello!"
Zhou Wanyu smiled gracefully and said, "Hello, Brother Song!"
Song Wenlin felt more and more embarrassed.
I feel like I deserve to die. How could I have thought of doing it in a positive way?
Song Shiwei almost laughed out loud when he saw this.
I don’t think I’ve ever seen my brother like this before.
He quickly tried to smooth things over: "Alright, alright, we're all family, why are you two being so polite? Wanyu, where is the house you mentioned?"
Zhou Wanyu smiled and said, "It's not far from our workplace. I'll take you there!"
Because Song Shiwei was pregnant, when she came out, Shen Xiu'e specially borrowed a tricycle and let Song Shiwei ride the tricycle with her big belly. She was worried!
Originally, Zhou Tingyue wanted to follow, but Zhou Runde had to take him to meet an old friend at the last minute, so he didn't come.
So, when Song Wenlin saw it, he hurriedly pushed the car in front of Zhou Wanyu.
"You ride the bike, I'll take my sister!"
Zhou Wanyu wanted to say no, but Song Shiwei also felt that she was still quite heavy, so she decided to let her brother, a grown man, take care of her!
"Wanyu, let my brother come. He's a grown man, and he probably feels embarrassed to let you take me on your bike!"
When Song Wenlin heard this, he nodded quickly: "That's right, that's right!"
Zhou Wanyu pursed her lips and smiled: "Okay then!"
The first house the three of them went to see was a two-story building a little to the right of a three-way intersection.
The road in front of the door is not wide, and there is a family compound next to it. Although it is not prosperous, it is still popular.
The house is quite old and looks a bit shabby.
The first floor is a living room with three bedrooms. The upstairs is of the same specifications, with a total area of about 120 square meters.
Song Shiwei found the landlord and asked the price, and he said it was six thousand five hundred!
Song Wenlin thought it was a bit expensive at the time.
The landlord was a woman in her forties, and she wasn't particularly easy to talk to.
"My house has such a great location, and you still think it's too expensive? If you think it's too expensive, go buy somewhere else!
Song Wenlin and the others were pushed out directly.
Song Shiwei was almost pushed by her and almost fell.
Song Wenlin and Zhou Wanyu were so scared that they quickly caught the person!
Zhou Wanyu stepped forward angrily: "What's wrong with you? If you don't want to sell it, then don't sell it. Why are you pushing me? Can't you see my sister-in-law is pregnant? If you push her down and she gets hurt, can you afford to pay for it?"
The woman glanced at Song Shiwei's huge belly and curled her lips: "You didn't fall down! Go, go, go, I won't sell it anymore!"
With a "bang!" he closed the door.
Zhou Wanyu couldn't help but mutter: "Who is this person?"
Turning her head to look at Song Shiwei, she suddenly felt a little embarrassed.
"I'm sorry, Weiwei. I didn't expect the landlord to be such a person!"
Song Shi smiled and said, "It's okay. You're not omnipotent. I'm already very grateful that you can help me!"
Song Wenlin nodded in agreement: "Yes! Thank you very much!"
Zhou Wanyu smiled: "Let's go, let's go to the second one!"
This second house was on the edge of Xidan. At that time, Xidan was relatively unpopular, but Song Shiwei knew that by 1984, the government had decided to revitalize the economy and create jobs to accommodate the unemployed. Nine night markets were established, and Xidan Night Market would become one of Beijing's most prosperous places.
How many people selling clothes have made their fortune here!
Especially at night, a row of flatbed tricycles would gather in the open space northeast of the Xidan intersection. Each one carried two or three illuminated lanterns, hung from bamboo poles stuck in the corners of the tricycles, lighting themselves and those who came to pick up their goods. The crowds were so huge that it was a sea of people!
Just like modern pedestrian streets or shopping malls, there will always be some hot pot restaurants, barbecue restaurants, and milk tea shops around them, making it the most important CBD in a city!
Because wherever there are people, there is business.
Although she hasn't seen the second house yet, Song Shiwei has made up her mind to get a house here no matter what!
If a hot pot restaurant is opened here in the future, business will definitely be good!
If she remembered correctly, the street next to Xidan would become the most prosperous street, with hair salons, clothing stores, and restaurants.
Whoever opens first will get a better position!
Even if you buy it and rent it out, the rent here is too high!
Thinking of this, she excitedly said to Zhou Wanyu: "Wanyu, where is this house? Take me to see it!"
Seeing her so excited, Zhou Wanyu and Song Wenlin were a little puzzled.
But my steps subconsciously quickened a bit.
"Sister-in-law, do you see the street across from this square? It's right there!"
Song Shiwei looked in the direction she pointed. Wasn't that the street she wanted?
She suddenly became more excited.
"Okay, okay, this is a good location!"
Although Xidan is not as crowded as it was after the night market opened, it is still one of the more prosperous places in Beijing.
From a distance, there is a breakfast shop and an old-fashioned barber shop on this street, and there is also a large department store not far away.
The location is really good!
Zhou Wanyu led them to the door of the shop next to the barber shop and pointed: "Weiwei, this is the shop I'm talking about. I heard some time ago that they are also going to sell it!"
As she spoke, she went forward and knocked on the door: "Is anyone there? Is anyone home?"
But no one answered for a long time. Instead, a young woman wearing a white coat and with a perm her hair came out from the barber shop next door.
She looked to be about 25 or 26 years old. When she saw them knocking on the door, she hurriedly said, "Are you here to buy a house? My second uncle is not here, and he asked me to help him sell it. Please wait for me. Otherwise, why don't you sit in my shop for a while? I'll finish cutting this customer's hair and then I'll take you to see it!"
Zhou Wanyu looked at Song Shiwei and saw her nodding with a smile.
A few of them simply went to her shop and waited.
Sitting on a stool against the wall, Song Shiwei looked up and down at her barber shop.
The heavy wooden barber chair has a headrest and footrest, and can be rotated and adjusted in angle.
The traces of repairs on the chair repeatedly tell of its age.
The mirror hanging on the wall is painted with a large golden corn with corn cobs, and the words "Happy Harvest" are written in red on it.
There is also a blue bottle of oil hanging under the mirror for lubricating the "hair clippers".
The young woman was the only one working in the room.
The customer who came to get a haircut was an old man in his sixties or seventies.
Don't be fooled by the woman's young age; her technique is very professional. She washes, cuts, and shaves all by herself.
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