Chapter 6 The only thing I can count on is money
The village chief obviously didn't expect her to come so soon. He said in surprise, "It proves that I haven't had time to open it yet."
Shi Xiaoai waved her hand: "Uncle, I didn't come here to ask for proof. Erjun is getting married soon, so why don't we let him live in our house?"
These words stunned the village chief, while the eyes of the village chief's wife standing beside him immediately lit up.
She excitedly stepped forward and asked, "Xiao Shi, are you serious? Are you willing to give the house to Erjun?"
The village chief looked at the neighbors on both sides, and after making sure no one was paying attention, he winked at his wife and said, "Go, make Rui's mother a bowl of rice flower tea."
Then Xiao Ai pointed to the house and said, "Talk inside."
Seeing the couple like this, Shi Xiaoai felt more reassured.
She had just carefully searched the original owner's memory and confirmed one thing, that is, although there are not many people in this village, because it is close to the mountains and there are more mountains than plains, the villagers still lack houses.
Just like the village chief’s house, there are only five adobe houses in total, but they are home to an old couple and their three sons and two daughters.
When their eldest son got married two years ago, the couple built two rooms in the yard, but now that the second son is about to get married...
Shi Xiaoai secretly glanced at the yard, which was even more cramped than her own, and knew that her suggestion had touched the heart of the old village chief.
The village chief didn't expect that Shi Xiaoai came over to say this. He was so excited that he almost agreed on the spot.
But after taking these few steps, he calmed down. After sitting down, he was finally able to calmly ask: "Rui's mother, how much do you want to sell the house for?"
Shi Xiaoai was delighted.
Well, it seems that she chose the right person. She likes dealing with straightforward people.
Since the village chief had spoken out, she didn't beat around the bush and said directly: "Uncle, you know, my parents are both gone, I don't have any decent relatives in the city, and my only grandfather has passed away.
Xiaorui, Xiaoxi, even if I didn't say much, you have actually guessed the situation of their father. I don't even know where he is now, so I can't rely on him.
The only thing I can count on now is money.”
The village chief was completely shocked.
He never expected that Shi Xiaoai would speak so bluntly.
These days, no one dares to say it bluntly - the only thing you can count on is money.
But after thinking about it, he felt that what he said was right.
She doesn't even know whether her man is dead or alive. A woman has to take care of two children and doesn't even have a relative to help. What else can she expect if not money?
Money is the courage of the poor!
He didn't dare to respond to Shi Xiaoai's words. He took out a pipe from the drawer of the table, stuffed a pinch of tobacco into it, lit it and started smoking.
To be honest, Xiao Ai was not used to seeing a grown man smoking in front of her like this.
But she also knew that she had no right to stop it at the moment.
I had no choice but to lower my head, slightly turn my body, and try to stay as far away from the smoke as possible.
In the eyes of the village chief, her actions seemed so weak and helpless, as if she had negotiated for money and was too ashamed to see anyone.
This made his heart soften even more.
He sighed, "Rui's mother, I understand your family's situation. You and Xiao Cheng invested a lot of money when the house was built. I know it all."
Although the land for the house was provided by the village and the adobe bricks were made by Cheng Yang and the village laborers, the few rafters in the house still cost a lot of money.
Cheng Yang also spared no expense to use high-quality wood for the window frames and doors, not to mention the furniture in the house.
When the house was completed, they all went to see it and talked about it a lot. They all said that Cheng Yang had used up all the money he had saved from working for so many years, and was determined to live in the village!
So the village chief knew very well that even if the house had been built for five or six years, the empty house alone was worth at least three or four hundred yuan.
Not counting the bunk bed and other furnishings inside.
But who can come up with so much money in such a short time?
The village chief took two more puffs of his cigarette before finally speaking again: "I really want this house, but I won't hide it from you, I can't afford that much money."
When the old village chief said this, he couldn't help showing a bit of shame on his face.
Although it is normal to be unable to come up with money these days, he still feels embarrassed when he has to expose his shortcomings in front of a young wife at his age.
"It's okay, it's okay, uncle, just give me as much as you can." Shi Xiaoai said quickly.
She naturally knew that people at that time had little savings, not to mention that the old village chief had just built a house two years ago and had probably used up all his savings.
Even if I have saved a little in the past two years, I still have to save it for my son to get married, so it is impossible to have more.
But even if she doesn't sell the house, Shi Xiaoai can't carry it away with her!
Of course, you get what you pay for, and what you get in your hands is yours.
Seeing the old village chief's disapproving look, Shi Xiaoai explained, "Uncle, you also told us to leave quickly, so you should know my current situation better."
She gave a bitter smile and said, "I won't hide it from you. I only have 30 yuan on me right now, and after buying the train ticket, I have nothing left.
From here to Yuncheng, I have to take a bus after getting off the train, and I have to prepare some food for the two kids on the way. And when I get home, I have to settle down!
At this moment, I can't go looking for someone else to sell the house. Uncle, I'm speaking the truth. Please help us as much as you can. If you have any extra goods at home, please give me some so that I can take them back to Yuncheng as a favor. That's enough. This is already a big help to me."
The village chief didn't expect that Shi Xiaoai came with such an idea. This was like a pie in the sky for their family!
But he had always been honest and upright, and had never taken advantage of anyone. Knowing that the mother and her two daughters would suffer a great loss, he really couldn't bring himself to agree immediately.
Seeing him like this, the village chief's wife, who had been eavesdropping at the door, suddenly became anxious. She lifted the door curtain and walked in with a bowl of hot rice flower tea.
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