Wang was taken aback, her expression showing a hint of disbelief.
She wiped her hands on the hem of her clothes several times, then reached out with trembling hands, "Can...can I take a look?"
Wan Qiqi handed over the house deed, saying, "From now on, you and Yongliang won't have to sleep in the main room anymore. If Yongliang gets married, you won't have to worry about having nowhere to live."
Holding the land deed in her hand, Wang's hand trembled slightly.
She was illiterate, but she could recognize official seals.
How many people dream of having such an official document stamped by the government?
Upon hearing this, Fang Luxue stuck her head out to look, her eyes showing even more disdain.
"Such a dilapidated house, as a reward?"
Fang Luxue thought her father was joking. Who would give away such a dilapidated house? It was like giving money to a beggar.
She didn't know that houses like Zhao Dagen's were actually very popular in the village.
They would be ecstatic if the reward came down from above.
In the village, having land and a house means having a wife and children.
People without houses can't even get married, and having children depends on having a house. If there's not enough room, they'll have to squeeze together.
However, once the son gets married, he must have a separate residence; otherwise, the other party will not be willing to marry into the family.
The Wang family had been troubled by this problem for a long time.
Although her youngest son is only fifteen, she still needs to be prepared. If he meets someone he likes but misses the opportunity because of family reasons, she will blame herself to death.
Wan Qiqi only sought comfort and didn't think much more about it.
In her opinion, living comfortably is the most important thing.
Although the house is old and run-down, it's not too crowded, so I'm still quite satisfied.
She glanced at Fang Luxue and thought to herself that she was indeed a daughter of an official family, which was why she thought that way.
"So, Miss Fang, staying in such a dilapidated place would only be an eyesore. You should go back to where you belong as soon as possible!"
Wan Qiqi's tone of voice sent chills down the spines of the others.
This is Magistrate Fang's daughter. How dare she speak like that? Does she have a death wish?
Although Chen Lizheng thought so too, he felt that Wan Qiqi made a good point. "Miss Fang, your arrival was so sudden, we weren't prepared. How about... we come another time?"
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