"If it were in the past, I could help you get a train ticket or something, but now..." Grandpa Liang sighed, feeling depressed, his body and mind greatly devastated.
Seeing Grandpa Liang like this, Ying Han quickly took his arm and said, "Grandpa Liang, it will be fine. Don't think too much. When I go back this time, I will bring you some specialties from the north."
"I don't need any local specialties. I just want to exchange rice for some flour. I just love dumplings and noodles."
"Haha, okay."
Early the next morning, Ying Han quietly left the village carrying a bamboo basket without disturbing anyone.
When we got to town, it was still early, only six o'clock, but we just caught the bus to the city.
It took about half an hour to reach the county town. Ying Han did not go to the train station, but to the hospital.
The book says that Ying's father was hit in the waist and could not straighten his back for a long time. Later, due to inflammation and high fever, he died within a few days.
So she came to the hospital to buy some anti-inflammatory and antipyretic drugs.
I bought more than a dozen boxes of anti-inflammatory drugs and a bottle of antipyretic drugs. Just these medicines cost me three dollars. No matter when, seeing a doctor is the same, it's expensive!
After buying the medicine, Ying Han went to the station. The ticket she bought was not to the Northeast, but back to City Z.
She had to go home and buy the house first. The book said that the owner had been trying to sell it before the New Year, but only sold it to the heroine and her family after the New Year.
She wants to buy it now.
It takes two days and two nights to get from here to City Z by bus.
Because the village chief asked her to come back two days in advance, there were not many people on the bus.
She bought a hard seat and leaned against the window. She had read novels of this type before, with things like chickens, ducks, geese, and so many bags with no room for feet, but she thought they were all fake. But after getting on the bus, she no longer had that feeling. Everyone was very conscious. There were people selling food and stir-fried dishes on the bus. Ying Han even bought two tea eggs in the morning. When she got off the bus two days later, everything was fine except that she had the smell of not having taken a shower for a long time.
Ying Han didn't take anything with her when she came out, except two pieces of clothes and the food that Aunt Pei prepared for her. She had finished the food long ago, and got off the car, carrying a bamboo basket on her back, feeling light.
Coming out of the station, looking at the vast road ahead and stepping on the ground beneath his feet, Ying Han actually felt a long-lost feeling.
Alas, although she came from a book, she inherited the original owner's emotions and perceptions.
Relying on his memory, Ying Han took the bus directly to the door of the house.
It is not a main road, but the house has a good location, right in front of a crossroads, and behind it is the side of the staff building of a leather shoe factory.
There is also a residential area opposite, and an office building diagonally opposite.
The row of houses on the south side are residential houses, and his house is right at the intersection, which is a relatively small place.
Ying Han wanted to knock on the door, but just as he raised his hand, two people came out and Ying Han subconsciously dodged.
"Comrade, if you had given me less, I would have taken it immediately."
"The price you mentioned is too low."
"Your house is small and shabby. If we buy it, we'll probably have to renovate and rebuild it."
"Comrade, you don't know my house well enough. My father asked an architect to design it. Although it looks run-down, the walls are very solid and will last for hundreds of years without any problems."
"Speaking of your elderly family, they passed away here, right? I remember your family just finished the funeral not long ago. Of course, let's not talk about this anymore. Sixteen thousand. If that's okay, let's go to the Housing Authority now."
The homeowner shook his head and said, "Why don't you look at other houses?"
"You really don't consider it?"
The homeowner shook his head.
In the end, the man actually turned around and left. Ying Han saw the homeowner's hesitation. But luckily, she didn't call him back, otherwise, she would have been in trouble.
The person who bought the house was not the heroine's father.
"Comrade, is your house for sale?"
The homeowner was feeling lost when he saw someone asking him. He was delighted and when he looked up, he saw that it was a little girl with red spots on half of her face.
He said impatiently, "I'm selling this house. If you like it, you can go home and discuss it with your parents. I have something else to do today, so I won't let you see the house."
As he said this, the homeowner prepared to lock the door.
Ying Han was not surprised and said with a smile, "Comrade, I've taken a fancy to your house. Please name a price. It would be best if we can complete the paperwork today."
The homeowner was stunned, raised his eyebrows, turned his head blankly and looked at Ying Han carefully.
"Young comrade, my house is worth two thousand yuan. How can you make the decision at your young age?"
"Sure, can I see the house?"
The homeowner nodded, his attitude much better. "Of course."
Then he took her inside.
The house is indeed small, and the yard is not big either, but it is paved with blue bricks.
The outside of the house is made of red bricks and is not plastered.
It is a two-story cottage of more than 60 square meters.
As soon as you enter the door, you will see a living room, and to the right of the living room is a kitchen.
The kitchen has a separate door to the outside, and there is a small archway in the living room that also leads into the kitchen.
On the left side of the living room are the bathroom and stairs. Going up the stairs, there is a one-meter walkway on the second floor, and a bathroom corresponding to the first floor. The small space is filled with all kinds of sundries.
There was nothing in the bedroom. The owner must have moved out the bed and cabinets.
But it is very dirty. Of course, if it is renovated, this courtyard will become very warm.
"Uncle, your house is a bit shabby, can you give me a lower price? It would be too harsh if I don't give it to you. 1,800 yuan. If that's okay, we can go through the paperwork right now."
"Eighteen hundred is too little. We're offering two thousand without bargaining. Look, our toilet was installed with sewer pipes just last year in response to the government's request. And the kitchen countertops were also installed last year." The homeowner rolled his eyes.
"Uncle, to be honest, I bought your house and I'm going to renovate it. I don't need the countertop you mentioned. If you think you're losing out, you can move out. Also, if you're selling the house, you should clean out the clutter. You're saving yourself the trouble now, but when I buy the house, I'll have to hire someone to clean it out, and I'll have to pay for it myself. Don't you agree?"
"You're quite sharp-tongued, young comrade. To be honest, my wife and I are both busy at work and we simply can't take care of you."
"Uncle, I'm buying this with all my heart. Look, I've brought the money. It's exactly 1,800 yuan. Let's go transfer the ownership right now. The Housing Authority should still be open."
When the homeowner saw the thick stack of money, he was tempted.
The amount of money mentioned verbally was not clear to him, but now Ying Han was waving so much money in front of him, and the homeowner was tempted.
After thinking for a long time, he nodded and agreed, "Okay, 1,800 is 1,800. Let's go now. The Housing Management Office will be closed in two days."
The homeowner was also anxious. He took his handbag, rode his bike and took Ying Han straight to the Housing Management Office.
Ying Han was very excited when he bought a house for the first time. His land certificate was actually a piece of paper, which was a homestead certificate.
Ying Han was quite surprised after the formalities were completed.
He gave the homeowner 1,800 yuan on the spot, and after receiving the money, he handed the key to Ying Han.
Ying Han took the little notebook and returned to the house happily.
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