On the eleventh day of the first lunar month, around one o'clock in the afternoon, Zeng Ya called Lin Lu and asked her to go see the house.
Zeng Dahui has recommended to them the agent he met when his family bought the house.
Last night Song Chen told her not to be afraid and that he would go with them. Lin Lu wanted to see what new tricks they could come up with.
So, Lin Lu agreed immediately, and the two of them made an appointment to meet at the "Meet" coffee shop.
Lin Lu suggested that Song Chen might want to go with them to look at houses.
Zeng Ya smiled knowingly, the sound of laughter coming from the phone, and jokingly said, "Your Brother Song really treats you like the apple of his eye. He won't let you leave his eye for a moment. Are you afraid that I will sell you out?"
Lin Lu also laughed, as if he had learned Song Chen's shamelessness, and said shamelessly: "He is just like this. He can't even eat if he doesn't see me for a day."
Zeng Ya sighed: "You are so lucky. You actually met such a good man who is hard to find in a million."
The classmates didn’t know the real reason why the two got married. They all thought that people from small places just liked to get married early.
Lin Lu laughed at himself: "My fate is not as good as yours. If I had a better fate, I wouldn't be like this now. Seeing everyone has their own career, I envy you."
Mentioning what happened back then, Zeng Ya said: "Don't talk about that. It's not your fault. Okay, we can talk about it in person later. If Brother Song wants to come, he can come. After viewing the house, we can go shopping in the mall. He can help us carry the bags."
Lin Lu: "Okay, let's do this for now."
After hanging up the phone, Song Chen asked her, "How is it?"
Lin Lu glanced at the time on his phone and said, "Pack up and get ready to go out."
Before coming here, Song Chen had already matched each set of clothes. When he got up in the morning, he had already picked out a nice set suitable for going out, and he didn't want Lin Lu to embarrass herself when wearing it.
Li Xianglian and Lin Changchun did not plan to go out today. They would rest at home for a day, hang out for a day tomorrow, and go back the day after tomorrow.
"Who did you meet today?" Li Xianglian asked Lin Lu.
Lin Lu said, "Old classmate, go look at the houses. If you find one that suits you, buy a bigger one. This one is too small, and it's definitely going to be demolished, so you won't be able to live here anymore."
When Lin Changchun heard about the demolition, he panicked: "Demolition? What will happen to the house? All the money I spent on it will be wasted."
Li Xianglian gave him a look of disdain. "You country bumpkin, you must compensate me with a new house after the demolition. Otherwise, what will happen to so many people? Am I going to become a homeless person when my family only has one house?"
In fact, she also heard it while chatting with others.
Some old ladies laughed so hard when they heard that their houses were going to be demolished.
Lin Changchun: "I know this, don't you? Why are you so proud, old woman? You didn't buy the house."
Li Xianglian held up her breast stickers, very proud and proud: "I didn't buy them, my daughter and son-in-law bought them, so what?"
Lin Changchun sniffed: Isn’t it his daughter and son-in-law?
This old woman has been disliked him ever since she came here. She really thinks she is from a big city and can only ride a car.
What’s so great about that!
The two old men were arguing, and worried that others would be affected, Lin Lu quietly pulled Song Chen out.
The streets of Shanghai are very prosperous and the people there are dressed very fashionably.
Song Chen saw that most of the women were carrying a handbag, but his wife had nothing on her.
Because of the cold wind, his nose was slightly red from the cold. He was not wearing anything on his body and his hands were tightly tucked into his pockets.
Song Chen was moved: "Lulu, let's go to the mall and buy some things later."
Lin Lu kicked the stone at his feet and asked, "What are you buying?"
Song Chen held her hand and said, "I want to buy a bag."
Lin Lu often saw many men carrying black leather bags under their arms.
To be honest, she couldn't appreciate it and thought it was ugly.
Lin Lu: "Why would a grown man carry a bag? What are you going to put in it?"
The pockets on men's clothes and pants are made very large, and can hold almost all things. So there won't be much room in a bag.
Unless you're pretending.
Song Chen rubbed her hands and said, "I didn't buy it for you. I bought it for you."
Lin Lu doesn't like to carry other things when he goes out. Isn't it better to be light and relaxed?
Frankly said: "I don't want it. I don't like backpacks."
In comparison, she is lighter.
Song Chen: "No, if others have it, my wife must have it too. Even if you don't like backpacks, I can help you carry it when you go out in the future."
Lin Lu narrowed her eyes and squinted at him: "So, you want to buy it yourself."
Song Chen: "We want to buy both of them."
Men also need one to save face.
He felt so cool when he saw many big bosses wearing gold necklaces, carrying briefcases under their arms, and taking out mobile phones from them to answer calls.
Lin Lu: "Let's talk about it later. You really want something that others have."
Song Chen: Whatever I see others have, I want to buy it for my wife.
It's just a pure love for his wife.
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When they arrived at the coffee shop, Zeng Ya had already been chatting with the agent she had arranged to meet for quite a while.
Zeng Ya wore a black coat with a white sweater underneath, and a woolen skirt and boots on the lower body. Her soft and shiny black hair was placed on her shoulders, making her look very intellectual.
She is a person whose temperament is more important than her appearance. Without her soft and elegant temperament, she is actually just an ordinary-looking woman, even with a slightly protruding mouth.
The salesperson was a man in his thirties, wearing a pair of ordinary black-framed glasses and looking very ordinary.
But he must be very good at talking. Before they came, he had already made Zeng Ya smile happily.
"You're finally here, let's see what to drink. This is Brother Zhang, we can chat with him first, and then go look at the house after we have a drink."
The two were originally sitting opposite each other, but after Lin Lu and the other arrived, the men could only sit on one side, and the women on the other.
Lin Lu ordered a latte casually, and Song Chen ordered the same thing as her.
He had never drunk coffee and had no interest in such bourgeois things, so naturally he had no idea about it.
After the waiter brought the coffee to the table, Lin Lu watched him take a sip without any precautions. His brows were furrowed and he looked at Lin Lu resentfully several times.
Lin Lu smiled secretly and called the waiter to ask him to add more sugar to Song Chen.
Zeng Ya asked, "Is Song Ge not used to drinking coffee?"
Song Chen: "I'm not used to suffering, nor am I someone who seeks it."
This statement is a bit barbed, but if you don't think about it too much, you will find it a bit funny.
Brother Zhang also said that Song Chen was a humorous person.
Lin Lu: "He generally prefers sweet food and can't tolerate strange flavors."
Song Chen asked the waiter to add more for Lin Lu, "Don't you also dislike suffering?"
Lin Lu didn't think it was a big deal. Coffee is just something to drink. The most important thing is the feeling of the drinker.
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