"You three are really capable! You're still running away, but can you run away from the temple?"

Teacher Jiang looked at the three people with a half-smile, sitting on his chair. It was hard to tell whether he was angry or not, but it made people feel inexplicably uneasy.

Cen Huaian and the other two lowered their heads and stood in front of Teacher Jiang. They were as obedient as kittens, not at all like the delinquent students who had just jumped over the wall, were seen running away, and were caught by the dean of studies in the class.

"Zhang Lu, you are the class monitor, how do you recite the student rules?"

Zhang Lu quietly raised her head and glanced at the head teacher: "The first rule of the student rules..."

"Stop." As soon as she started to recite, Teacher Jiang interrupted her: "Since you remember the student rules, did you forget to recite that students are not allowed to jump over the wall during class?"

Zhang Lu shook her head and said: "Teacher, we don't jump over the wall during class. Now is the exam time. We left after finishing the test paper."

"Isn't the exam not a class?" Teacher Jiang glared at her.

Zhang Lu nodded righteously: "No, it's an exam."

Teacher Jiang was so angry that she could hardly keep the smile on her face: "Zhang Lu, shut up, if you say another word, your punishment will be doubled!"

Zhang Lu immediately shut her mouth tightly.

Teacher Jiang looked at Cen Huaian and Tang Song again, with a look of disappointment on his face: "I thought you were the more sensible students in the class, but what happened? The better you perform in class, the more shocking things you do! Especially you, Cen Huaian, you have a day-trip permit after school, so you can go wherever you want. Why do you have to climb over the wall to run out?"

Cen Huaian was very honest: "I bought some roasted sweet potatoes."

Teacher Jiang looked at him for a long time without saying a word. These students of his are really more talented than the other.

He took several breaths before calming himself down, looking at the three students who were still standing in front of him with obedient looks on their faces: "Each of you write a 1,000-word self-criticism, and read it in front of the whole school during the flag-raising ceremony. If you don't run away, you can just review in class. This is the consequence of fleeing from crime! Also, after class, the three of you will patrol the playground wall. When you catch the next person climbing the wall, that's when you will end the patrol."

Cen Huaian: "Teacher, can I not patrol if I can write a 2,000-word self-criticism?"

Zhang Lu: "Teacher, can I not write a self-criticism if I can patrol all the time?"

The two spoke at the same time, and Teacher Jiang snorted: "No."

Cen Huaian and Zhang Lu looked at each other, obediently accepted the punishment and walked out of Teacher Jiang's office.

Tang Song was about to say something when Zhang Lu grabbed Cen Huaian's arm and said, "I'll help you patrol, and you write my self-review."

"Deal." Cen Huaian said without hesitation.

Tang Song's mouth closed.

In one class period, Cen Huaian finished writing his and Zhang Lu's self-reviews, in two different styles.

As soon as the class was over, Zhang Lu dragged Tang Song to the school wall, and walked along the wall with a more confident pace than the dean. When he saw a student approaching, he shouted, "That student, get away from the school wall! Otherwise, we'll think you're skipping class by climbing the wall!" When

the students approached, they saw the red armband on Zhang Lu's arm and ran faster than rabbits.

Ten minutes were almost over, and the two hadn't caught a single student.

"Shouldn't I remind them?" Zhang Lu and Tang Song said.

Tang Song nodded: "If we remind them, no one will climb the wall."

Zhang Lu waved his hand: "Forget it, who made me so kind?"

Tang Song looked at her and hid the smile in his eyes: he knew that Zhang Lu liked patrolling and catching people, so he didn't want to catch anyone.

Zhang Lu and Tang Song would go out for every class, and then run back excitedly when the bell rang. Patrolling didn't seem to be a punishment, but a very interesting game.

Cen Huaian also knew that the Chinese teacher had assigned them to write an essay on "Chrysanthemum". He fiddled with the chrysanthemum that Zhang Lu moved from Yunmengze on the classroom window sill. The orange-red rosette-shaped chrysanthemum petals were open, as if telling everyone: Look at me, look at me, look at me!

Cen Huaian observed the chrysanthemums for a while, then returned to his seat to write his composition. Not long after he left, Tang Song came over with a sprinkler and poured some water on the chrysanthemums.

On Monday morning of the second week, it was the school's fixed flag-raising ceremony. After the flag-raising ceremony, leaders would give speeches and students who had made mistakes would come to the stage to review themselves.

Unlike other students who covered their faces for fear of being seen making mistakes, Cen Huaian, Zhang Lu, and Tang Song did not look like students who had violated the rules. They stood there like they were going to the stage to receive awards.

"I haven't read my self-review in front of the whole school yet. This feels really strange." Zhang Lu said, holding the self-review draft and looking at the students who had made mistakes with their heads down, wishing they could hide themselves.

Cen Huaian turned around and said, "Sister, we are going to reflect on our mistakes, not to play."

Zhang Lu: "I know, I will reflect on my mistakes very deeply."

Cen Huaian: I am even more worried.

The next one was Zhang Lu. She held her head high and walked to the front with a smile on her face.

"Hello, classmates. I am Zhang Lu from Class 1 (1) of Senior High School. I am here today to reflect on a very serious mistake I made last week - I jumped over the wall to go out. The reason was just a sweet roasted sweet potato. Its fragrance was everywhere and it tempted me crazily outside the campus..."

In the 1,000-word review, Zhang Lu talked about how delicious roasted sweet potatoes were for 800 words. The students below were so greedy that they were drooling. Teacher Jiang standing below wanted to go up and grab her down.

Zhang Lu finally finished talking about the deliciousness of sweet potatoes.

"In short, no matter how delicious the roasted sweet potatoes are, we have to wait until after school to eat them. We must not jump over the wall and go out to buy them. I have deeply realized my own mistakes. Everyone should learn from me and must not make similar mistakes."

Cen Huaian wanted to cover his face. The self-criticism he wrote was obviously not like that. Except for the beginning and the end, the middle part was completely different.

Tang Song looked at Zhang Lu, and he couldn't hide the smile in his eyes.

Zhang Lu ran down and was taken away by Teacher Jiang, and then it was Cen Huaian.

He read the self-criticism as if he was reading a speech, citing classics, citing references, and his demeanor was confident and generous.

It was clearly a self-criticism, but he read it as an excellent model composition, and the students below were stunned.

"He is reviewing his mistakes, right?"

"Yes."

"That's amazing! My essay is not as good as his review!"

"Me too."

When Cen Huaian came down, the students' palms were about to break. As for what school rules Cen Huaian had violated, that was not important.

Tang Song's self-review was also different from others. His self-review simply read the school rules and then said: "Today I am a negative example of violating school rules. I want my classmates to review the content of the school rules again. I hope everyone will remember the school rules and not violate them!"

Teacher Jiang was completely numb to the actions of his three students. The principal and the dean of studies stood beside him. The dean of studies had a blank expression, and the principal had a smiling face.

"Xiao Jiang, those three are your students, right?"

"Yes." Teacher Jiang let out a breath and put on a gentle smile again: "I'm sorry to embarrass you, principal. They don't have any special skills, but they are all good at writing."

The principal nodded: "Indeed, they are good, especially the first little girl. I'm hungry just listening to her. Are the roasted sweet potatoes really that delicious?"

Teacher Jiang's smile froze for a moment, and he nodded: "They are indeed delicious."

"Okay, Xiao Jiang, go buy some later, and Lao Wei, you can try it too, to see what the students like to eat recently."

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and leisurely returned to his office.

Teacher Jiang: ...

Dean Wei: ...

Then they followed the principal to enjoy a delicious roasted sweet potato.

In fact, Zhang Lu was not punished by Teacher Jiang. He was scolded for "making a fuss" and sent back to class. The incident was over.

After school, the roasted sweet potato stall outside the school gate was enthusiastically visited by students. After a while, the roasted sweet potatoes were sold out, and some people even reserved the next batch of roasted sweet potatoes.

The weather was getting colder and colder. Jiang Shengnan called from the northwest and said that she had sent new leather to Chuxia and the others: "This is the most abundant thing here, so you don't have to save it."

"Mom, I also sent down jackets to you and Dad. The Xidan mall just got some wholesale from Yangcheng. They are all new models this year and very warm."

Chuxia bought not only down jackets that can be worn outside, but also close-fitting down vests that can be worn inside, which are warm but not too bulky.

Jiang Shengnan talked to Chuxia, and the smile on her face never fell: "Okay."

The mid-term results of Zhang Lu and Cen Huaian came out. Cen Huaian ranked first in the grade. His deskmate Cao Gaocong shook his head holding his test paper.

"Can a person write this paper? He got full marks in math, physics, chemistry and biology, and didn't lose any points in Chinese. He's too good!" Zhang

Lu took Cen Huaian's paper and said, "That's right, don't you see whose brother he is? An An is the smartest in our family!"

Cen Huaian: "Sister, you and Xixi are also smart."

Zhang Lu smiled at him: "I can't compare to you!"

Cen Huaian has been in high school for a few months, and Chuxia has also gotten used to his weekly living in the school. When she and Cen Zhengnian are the only ones at home at night, the two of them behave more casually.

Cen Zhengnian is obviously closer to her. I don't know what touched him, he hugged her and kissed her, and the relationship between the two became more inseparable.

Even when Shi Qin was holding the child and saw Chu Xia's condition, she couldn't help but say: "It seems that you and Mr. Cen seem to have returned to the days of honeymoon."

Chu Xia smiled and tidied her hair: "You and Ye Xingxiu, don't you have a good relationship every day?"

Shi Qin sighed, and a look of worry appeared on her face: "Since I gave birth to Zhuzhu, Xingxiu's mother came to take care of me, and Xingxiu and I haven't been intimate for a long time."

Chu Xia was surprised but not surprised, because there were more children and elderly people in the family, and Ye Xingxiu's house was not as big as Chu Xia's, so the couple always had to be careful when doing things.

"The house is too small." Without waiting for Chuxia to answer, Shi Qin continued, "I want to buy a house nearby. I don't ask for a good one, just a bungalow, as long as it has a large space and a yard, so that Xingxiu and I don't have no private space at all."

Chuxia supported her, "Buy it if you want. When the children grow up, your house won't have enough space."

Shi Qin got support and immediately grabbed Chuxia's hand with a smile on her face, "I'm just afraid that my mother-in-law will think too much after I tell her."

Chuxia said, "Explain to her the reason for buying a house. Xingxiu's mother should understand. She is not an unreasonable person."

Chuxia also talked to Ye Xingxiu's mother, who is a more straightforward woman. She is a bit impetuous and doesn't seem like a top-notch mother-in-law who would mess around.

"I'm just afraid. After all, she's my mother-in-law. If I say something wrong, it's easy to cause a conflict."

Chu Xia and Jiang Shengnan didn't have this worry. First, she and Jiang Shengnan were far apart, and second, neither of them was the type to think too much.

Shi Qin had actually thought about it a long time ago. She cared more about Ye Xingxiu, so she was hesitant.

After leaving Chu Xia's house, she first told Ye Xingxiu about it. Ye Xingxiu thought about it and said, "There are only villages nearby, and it's not easy to buy a house."

People have lived there for generations, and they only have that one house, so they won't sell it easily.

"It's not like we're going to buy it right away. We need to find one first." Shi Qin put Zhuzhu in Ye Xingxiu's arms and said, "Our house is so small. If I get pregnant again and Zhuzhu grows up, how can we live in this house?"

Ye Xingxiu had his own ideas: "I'll go to the teacher to apply for a bigger house."

Shi Qin rolled his eyes at him: "You make it sound easy. How can it be so easy to get a house?"

Just as Shi Qin said, there are many people who want to get a big house. It's impossible for you to get one once you apply.

Shi Qin also heard Chuxia say that she would have a chance to buy a house in the future. Chuxia and her friends were still renting Yan Hemin's house. Otherwise, with Cen Zhengnian's position, she wouldn't be able to get such a big house. That's why Shi Qin thought about buying a house.

Ye Xingxiu thought it was unnecessary, but when Ye's mother heard what Shi Qin said, she immediately agreed to buy one.

"Actually, I've wanted to say it for a long time. It's so cramped living in this small house." Mother Ye didn't say it because she was afraid of hurting the self-esteem of the two young people. You know, when she lived with her husband, the house allocated by the unit was very large.

Two votes against one vote. Ye Xingxiu went to work. Shi Qin and Mother Ye would take turns to go out every day to see if there were people selling houses. The children could look after it alone.

Half a month later, Shi Qin happily came to Chuxia again with Zhuzhu in her arms. She and her mother-in-law found a house. It was not far from the family compound. It was not a bungalow, but it was also a well-built brick and tile house.

"My mother-in-law and I are also lucky. Just in time, the overseas relatives of that family contacted them and wanted to take them to live overseas, so we had to sell the house that was just built."

Chuxia smiled and congratulated her on buying the house she dreamed of: This place is remote now, and Beijing will develop outside the fifth ring road in the future. It will not be like this in the future.

Sunburn cream doesn’t sell so well in the winter, and Magistrate Jiang’s company hasn’t expanded to all parts of the country yet, so after October, it stopped making profits.

Magistrate Jiang has asked Chuxia more than once if she has other prescriptions to share.

The third time he urged her, Chuxia gave him the prescription for the frostbite cream that she and An’an had been using. Magistrate

Jiang frowned when he got the prescription, and a look of pity flashed across his eyes: “If we were selling this now, it would have a bigger market than sunburn cream.”

However, the drug approval process is slow, so it won’t be available this winter.

Chuxia said: “Then let’s wait until next winter. And this can not only treat frostbite, but it’s also very effective for dry and cracked hands.”

Magistrate Jiang’s brows relaxed, which was a better selling point.

When Chuxia left Jiang Zhishu's company, she received the first dividend from the sunscreen ointment. She counted her money and found that Yun Mengze was basically on the right track. She received dividends every month, so she suddenly realized that she had enough money to buy a courtyard house.

Chu Xia took the passbook, turned around excitedly and hugged Cen Zhengnian: "I can buy a courtyard house!"

Cen Zhengnian steadily held her up with his hands and let her hang on him, with a smile on his brow and a happy look in his eyes for her: "Then when are you going to buy it?"

The smile on Chu Xia's face fell: "Oh, it's not easy to buy. I don't have a wide network of contacts, I don't know who wants to sell a house."

"You ask Da Zi, he knows a lot of people."

Yun Mengze was able to open up because Jiang Zhida had dealt with all kinds of people. The fact that he follows the right path does not mean that he doesn't know other people.

"Okay. After buying the courtyard house, if there is any money left, I will buy gold bars."

Chuxia counted her plans, and the happier she thought about it, she rocked her body on Cen Zhengnian, buried her head in his shoulder, unable to suppress the excitement in her heart.

"Don't move." Cen Zhengnian held her hand and pushed her down to his body. His voice suddenly became hoarse and low, making Chuxia stiffen.

"You... put me down."

Cen Zhengnian's hand tightened again, but he did not put her down. Instead, he led her step by step to the bed and put her on the bed.

Chuxia lay down and was about to get up, but her lips were blocked by Cen Zhengnian who turned off the lights.

Chuxia had a shift the next day. She went to the hospital wearing a turtleneck sweater and a down jacket on the outside.

She tried to suppress her eagerness to find Jiang Zhida now and saw today's patients one by one.

Chuxia is good at gynecology and pediatrics. Most of the patients who come to see her are women and children. People from the family hospital also gradually come to her to ask her to regulate their bodies.

Many women always have some minor problems after marriage, and some people will become very serious if they don't pay attention.

She only helped one person in the family hospital to regulate their bodies, and Chuxia's medical skills spread in the family hospital. More and more people came to see her for treatment. Most of her patients before were patients she helped in the countryside.

After finishing today's consultation, Chuxia twisted her neck left and right, and pressed it with her hands.

There was a knock on the door, and Chuxia shouted, "Come in."

The door was opened, Feng Xiaoyuan came in with a depressed look on her face, and sat on the stool opposite Chu Xia: "Senior sister, I was rejected by Dr. Bai again."

Chu Xia was not surprised at all, she poured a glass of water and drank it slowly, saying: "You have been pursuing him for so long, but he still doesn't agree, which proves that he doesn't like your type."

Chu Xia pointed out the fact that Feng Xiaoyuan was rejected. Feng Xiaoyuan sighed and lay on Chu Xia's table, with an even more desperate expression on her face.

"Senior sister, I know everything you said. But I really like him."

Chu Xia: "You only like his face."

After all, Feng Xiaoyuan liked Jiang Zhida before, she just likes whoever she sees is good-looking, to be honest, it is not necessarily love.

"Doctor Bai's face is really good-looking! He also has a strong medical ethics, is especially gentle to patients, and will comfort patients who are in a bad mood because of bad skin."

Chu Xia said nothing more, drinking water and listening to Feng Xiaoyuan sighing.

When Chu Xia finished a glass of water, she took off her white coat and hung it up, picked up her bag and said, "Then you continue to miss your Doctor Bai in the hospital, I want to go home."

Today, Cen Huaian went home for vacation, and Chu Xia was anxious to go home to see her son, so she didn't have much time to comfort the heartbroken girl.

Feng Xiaoyuan climbed up from the table: "I'll go with you."

When the two walked towards the hospital entrance, they happened to see Doctor Bai talking to a patient in the hospital corridor.

The patient had a lot of red pimples on his face. Chu Xia took a closer look and felt that it was probably an allergy. However, because she did not look at the patient's condition carefully, Chu Xia could not determine the specific symptoms.

Doctor Bai's expression was indeed very gentle. When his peach blossom eyes looked at the patient, it always felt like he was releasing his emotions.

But Chu Xia knew that peach blossom eyes were like that, and coupled with the fact that Doctor Bai was gentle and liked to laugh, it was easy for people to misunderstand that he liked her.

Feng Xiaoyuan held her face with her hands, looking intoxicated by Doctor Bai's appearance: "Senior sister! Look how gentle and handsome Doctor Bai is!"

Chu Xia took a look and shook her head: "Not as handsome as my husband."

Feng Xiaoyuan put down her hands, nodded in agreement, and told the truth: "Compared to that, your husband is indeed more handsome."

When Chu Xia got home, An An had already returned and was playing with the three dogs. As Heizi and Huangzi grew older, they were no longer as lively and active as before. Their temperaments became more stable, so the most lively one at this time was Biandian.

Cen Huaian threw the ball in the backyard, and it ran quickly to catch it and then brought it back. Huangzi and Heizi lay beside Cen Huaian, relying on their master who had not seen them for a long time.

"An An."

"Mom."

Chuxia changed her shoes and talked to him: "When did you come back?"

"School ended early today, so I came back in the afternoon."

Cen Huaian's school had a monthly exam today, and he handed in the last exam paper in advance.

Now most of the teachers in No. 4 Middle School know him, Zhang Lu and Tang Song. In addition to the review in front of the whole school last time, there are also the grades of the three people.

Zhang Lu was not the top student in Class 1 at the beginning, but she was making progress every time. She doesn't study hard outside of class. She likes to run to the wall after class. The dean treats her and Tang Song as his assistants.

They haven't caught anyone who jumps over the wall, but the school's discipline has improved a lot.

Because when Zhang Lu and Tang Song go on patrol, they will remind those students who want to break the rules but haven't yet.

Sometimes the dean of studies is with them, and Zhang Lu can't shout loudly, so she coughs, stamps her feet, and speaks loudly. In short, she is determined to nip students' violations in the bud.

The bullying situation on the campus of No. 4 Middle School has disappeared. Zhang Lu likes to be brave and righteous. When she sees a classmate bullying others, she will rush up to stop it immediately, and then take the bully out for a good talk. Of course,

due to her high martial arts value, those hooligans can't fight back. With more people chatting, Zhang Lu has become a big sister in the mouths of those little hooligans.

Zhang Lu had always refused this title: she was a good student with excellent conduct, and the title of big sister didn't suit her.

Cen Huaian exposed her insincereness: "Sister, I think it would be more convincing if you lowered your mouth when you said it."

"Really?" Zhang Lu pulled the corners of her mouth down with her hands: "An An, how about this?"

"Forget it." Cen Huaian looked at her strange expression, was silent for a while and said: "Keep it as it is."

The advantage of knowing each other is that no teacher will stop Cen Huaian and the other two from handing in their papers.

If the subjects of the exam are consistent with what the invigilator taught, the invigilator will secretly look over the questions Cen Huaian answered and bet with other teachers whether he got them all right.

Chuxia hung up her bag and went to the bathroom to wash her hands and disinfect them. When she came out again, Cen Huaian was already sitting on the threshold leading to the backyard with Huang Zi and Hei Zi in his arms, still throwing the ball.

"An An, I'm going to Yunmengze tomorrow, do you want to go?"

"Mom, are you going to Yunmengze to skate?" Cen Huaian turned his head and asked.

"No." Chuxia smiled and said, "I plan to use up the prize money you gave me last time."

Cen Huaian rubbed his spotted head, took the ball and put it aside, stood up and walked towards Chuxia, with joy in his eyes: "Mom, are you going to buy a courtyard house?"

"I have such a plan." Chuxia sat on the sofa, picked up an apple and said, "But I haven't found a place to buy it yet."

Even so, Cen Huaian was very happy for Chuxia, and said without hesitation: "Then I will go to Yunmengze with you tomorrow, Mom."

"Okay."

Chuxia had peeled the apple and gave half to Cen Huaian. The two of them ate the apple, looking forward to tomorrow.

"Cousin, An'an, what do you want to play?"

Jiang Zhida has his own room in Yunmengze, which is fully equipped with a living room, kitchen, and bedroom. After he finishes his work in Yunmengze and doesn't want to go home, he will stay here. Xiao Hei lives with him.

Jiang Zhida poured two cups of almond milk for the two of them, which was just brought up by the waiter.

"I want to buy a courtyard house." Chuxia didn't beat around the bush and spoke directly: "But I don't have a reliable house now, so I want to ask you to help find out if you know anyone who sells a house."

Jiang Zhida was not surprised. He knew that Chuxia had always wanted to buy a courtyard house.

He thought for a while and said, "I've been paying attention to the news about courtyard houses being sold. Recently, a person Hongxiao knows seems to be selling one. But I didn't ask him about the specific location and the condition of the courtyard house, so I'm not very clear." The price

of a courtyard house also depends on its location, area and the degree of damage to the house. Different courtyard houses have different prices.

"The one who's in charge today is not Hongxiao. I'll call him and ask him."

Jiang Zhida called Tu Hongxiao. He answered the phone with a sleepy voice: "Who is it?"

"It's me."

"Brother Dazi?" Tu Hongxiao's sleepiness disappeared, and his voice suddenly became steady: "What's the matter?"

"Didn't you say before that someone you know wants to sell a courtyard house and is waiting for a buyer? Has the courtyard house been sold?"

Tu Hongxiao: "No. The price he asked for is a bit high, and he didn't negotiate with the person who was going to buy the house. Brother Dazi, do you want to buy it?"

"It's not me, it's my cousin's wife."

"Okay, I'll come to Yunmengze right now."

Tu Hongxiao hung up the phone. Jiang Zhida put down the phone, looked at Chuxia and said, "The seller wants a high price. Sister-in-law, do you still want to see this courtyard house?"

Chuxia: "Since you're here, take a look."

If she likes it,

Chuxia is willing to buy it even if it's a little expensive. It's expensive now, but it will be more expensive in the future, and it's not ten or a hundred times more expensive, but a thousand or ten thousand times more expensive. Tu Hongxiao came very quickly. Most of the partners in Yunmengze have cars.

"Brother Dazi, sister-in-law, An'an."

Tu Hongxiao sat opposite Chuxia and the others and told them in detail all the information he knew about the courtyard house.

"I've been to the Siheyuan. It's in a good location and relatively well preserved. It hasn't been destroyed by anyone. But there's one thing: he wants a high price."

"Then go and take a look." Chuxia stood up and said, "It's a bit early to talk about the price before you see the house."

"Okay."

The house is not far from Xidan and has a very good location. The houses here will be extremely expensive in the future.

Chuxia was already tempted by the appearance and location of the house.

The person selling the house was a colleague from Tu Hongxiao's parents' unit. He opened the door of the Siheyuan: "Come in."

The colleague was not young, about 50 or 60 years old, with a hunched back. He looked at Chuxia and other guests who were looking at the house. There was no smile on his face, and he was very cold.

"You see, I won't sell it for less than 100,000."

The price was indeed a bit high, but not too much higher.

This courtyard house is indeed well preserved, with two courtyards, and is larger than the one Jiang Shengnan and his wife gave to Chuxia and Cen Huaian.

If the current price of a courtyard house is used, a price of 80,000 to 90,000 is more reasonable. If the location is bad and the house is not so good, a courtyard house can be bought for 60,000 to 70,000 or 50,000 to 60,000 yuan.

This is the price of the courtyard house that Jiang Zhida told Chuxia in advance. He also buys houses, and he knows many friends, so he is well-informed.

Think about it, nowadays, even a household with a ten thousand yuan income is rare, and not many people have that much money to buy a courtyard house.

My colleague was very stubborn about the price and was unwilling to lower it by a penny.

"If you want to buy it, buy it. I won't sell it if you bargain."

His attitude didn't seem like he was selling the courtyard house, but rather like he was trying to drive the buyer away.

Chu Xia fell in love with this courtyard. After touring it, she asked Cen Huaian, "Do you like this courtyard?"

Cen Huaian looked at the persimmon trees planted in the corner of the yard and nodded: "Mom, this place is beautiful."

Chuxia looked at the hunchbacked colleague: "If I buy it, when can you transfer the ownership and give me the house deed?"

The hunchbacked colleague raised his eyelids and looked at her, his tone still without enthusiasm: "You pay today and you can go today."

"Okay! Let's go to the bank, I'll give you half of the deposit first, and then give you the other half after the house is transferred."

"No." The hunchbacked colleague was very rigid: "You must give me all the money before I will transfer the ownership."

His eyes were fixed on Chuxia, and he was very persistent. If Chuxia was unwilling, he would not sell it.

Chuxia thought about it and said, "Okay."

Jiang Zhida held Chuxia's arm, with anxiety in his eyes: "Cousin, have you decided to buy it? Don't you think about it?"

"No, An'an and I both like this house."

Tu Hongxiao said sincerely beside him: "This courtyard house is good except that it is a little expensive."

The hunchbacked colleague snorted: "If I wasn't in a hurry to use the money, I wouldn't sell this house no matter how much money you offered."

Chuxia and her group went to the bank. The money in her passbook became less, and a large sum of money came into the passbook of the hunchbacked colleague.

I wanted to go to the Housing Authority to handle the transfer that day, but they were closed on Sunday, so I had to wait until next Monday.

The hunchbacked colleague looked at the passbook and put it in Tu Hongxiao's hand. He had just opened it and only deposited the 100,000 yuan that Chuxia gave him.

"I'll keep the passbook with you first. When the house is transferred to you, give it to me, so that you won't worry about me running away with the money."

The hunchbacked colleague locked the door and left, as if he didn't care about the 100,000 yuan at all.

But Chuxia knew that he cared about money very much, and he meant what he said about the urgent need.

The next day, Chuxia had work, so she took a leave of absence to go to Xidan to handle the transfer. After the transfer, Chuxia took the old house deed that the hunchbacked colleague handed over, and her joy rose little by little, her eyes were shining: she finally had her own courtyard house!

Jiang Zhida was also happy for Chuxia: "Cousin, your wish has finally come true, how do you feel?"

"I feel like I want to buy another one!"

Jiang Zhida laughed. Seeing Chuxia's house, he was also attracted to the courtyard house and looked back to see if there was a suitable one to buy.

Chuxia used the remaining dividends on her passbook to buy a few gold bars. She really came back with a lot of money today and was very happy to spend the money.

When Cen Zhengnian returned home, he saw Chuxia sitting in the living room. On the table in the middle of the living room were the house deeds and gold bars. Chuxia looked at these things intoxicatedly with a bright smile on her face.

"Zhengnian, look, I bought a new courtyard house and gold! If we live in ancient times one day, we won't have to worry about starving to death with gold."

Cen Zhengnian didn't care about the gold bars. He picked up the title deed, looked at it, put it down, smiled at Chuxia, raised his hand and rubbed her head: "Congratulations on getting what you want."

"Look at this gold, why is the color so beautiful?"

Cen Zhengnian couldn't help laughing out loud. He put his fist to his mouth and coughed lightly and said: "Maybe it's because it's gold."

"Yes!"

In winter, Cen Zhengnian's birthday is coming soon. He celebrates his birthday on the lunar calendar, and the weather is particularly cold near the month of Leon.

Cen Huaian was not at home because of school. Chuxia didn't have class on Tuesday, so she prepared to celebrate Cen Huaian's birthday and specially prepared a candlelight dinner.

A beautiful love always needs romance. Even if a couple has been living together for a long time, suddenly having some romance will have a different effect.

When Cen Zhengnian got home at night and opened the door, he saw Chuxia, who was looking at him with a smile and a candle lit in front of the dining table with her chin on one hand. His heartstrings were suddenly plucked.

"Chuxia."

"Did you forget that it's your birthday today?"

Chuxia stood up, walked in front of him, took the bag of documents in his hand and put it aside, and was about to bend down to help him get the slippers, but was stopped by Cen Zhengnian.

He felt a sense of being spoiled by what Chuxia had just done. Usually he served Chuxia and rarely asked Chuxia to help him do anything.

"You don't have to do this on my birthday."

Chu Xia rolled her eyes at him and tapped his chest with her finger: "Do you understand fun? You really don't know how to enjoy it. You won't have the chance for me to get your slippers for you anymore in the future."

Cen Zhengnian didn't feel a bit of regret: "Then it won't happen."

To be honest, Chu Xia just now made Cen Zhengnian think that she had changed into a different person. He didn't feel relieved until she rolled her eyes.

"Cake, steak, soup, candlelight, and the plum blossoms I specially found. Does the arrangement look good?"

"It looks good, I'm very happy." Cen Zhengnian held Chu Xia's hand, his voice a little low, and his tone very sincere.

He put her hand on his chest and let her feel his heartbeat. His heart had been beating fast since just now.

Cen Zhengnian knew the etiquette of eating Western food, but when he and Chu Xia were at home, they didn't pay so much attention to it. All they did was focus on comfort.

"Try the soup I made. I've been thinking about it for a long time. It's delicious."

Cen Zhengnian scooped a bowl and drank it slowly. The soup tasted rich and smooth. The side dishes he ate from time to time also tasted great. He finished the bowl of soup unknowingly.

Chuxia looked at his empty bowl with a proud look on her face: "I knew you like to drink this. I'll make it for you next time on your birthday."

Cen Zhengnian said "hmm" and helped Chuxia cut the steak. The two began to enjoy a romantic candlelight dinner.

After dinner, Chuxia turned on the music again and turned off the lights in the room, leaving only a few small colored lights she bought specially. The atmosphere in the room suddenly became charming.

Cen Zhengnian immediately understood what she meant. He took a few steps forward and put his arms around Chu Xia's waist. To the gentle and affectionate music, the two danced slowly.

Chu Xia's dancing was not very good and she stepped on Cen Zhengnian's feet several times, but he continued to dance with her in his arms as if nothing had happened.

Later, Cen Zhengnian put his arms around Chu Xia's waist, and the two of them swayed their bodies slowly to the music, with their faces getting closer and closer.

In the colorful light, accompanied by beautiful music, they kissed and danced a more passionate dance.

The atmosphere was too ambiguous, and the figures of the two intertwined in the light, making people blush, but there were only the two of them that night, so there was no need to restrain themselves.

Chu Xia and Cen Zhengnian enjoyed a very wonderful night.

As for the birthday present, Chuxia only remembered that she had forgotten to give it when she woke up the next day. But by this time Cen Zhengnian had already gone to work.

When he arrived at the unit, anyone could see that he was in a good mood.

Ye Xingxiu had not slept well the whole night because of his daughter's crying. He coaxed her for a while, and Shi Qin coaxed her for a while, so he had a deep sense of fatigue in his eyes.

Seeing the energetic Cen Zhengnian, he looked at him with red eyes: "When do you think I can wait until Zhuzhu is as old as your An'an?"

"Wait another 12 years."

Ye Xingxiu: "It's the same as saying nothing."

He yawned heavily: "What did you encounter yesterday? Why do you look so good today?"

"Nothing." Cen Zhengnian said in a light tone: "It's just that my wife specially celebrated a birthday for me.