Chapter 245 Okay
The room is not big, but it is very bright.
Teacher Fu watched Liu Qingqing walk around and then said, "That's the condition. If you agree, you can move here."
No mention of rent either.
To be honest, these conditions are quite poor.
But you are so picky, what kind of watch do you want?
Compared with the houses in front of me, this one is acceptable.
Once people have seen worse, their psychological endurance will increase immediately.
The bottom line is that it can be refreshed infinitely.
In terms of basic facilities, there is water and electricity.
Not bad.
"Teacher Fu, how much is it per month?"
Mr. Fu originally said that it was not necessary, but after thinking about it, he said, "One dollar, I heard that's the price around here."
In fact, the prices around here are all one dollar and fifty cents or two dollars.
He doesn't mind the extra money, he just doesn't want to sell the house cheaply to others.
Liu Qingqing nodded.
After taking the money, Teacher Fu took out a pen from his jacket pocket and took out a piece of paper from the drawer under the table.
Wrote her a lease note.
Liu Qingqing discovered that although Teacher Fu was a cold person, he was very meticulous in his work.
Everyone locked the door again and returned to school.
After finishing the house, Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief.
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After that, Liu Qingqing came over every now and then to buy things.
The most important thing at this time is to reinforce doors and windows.
Safety is the most important thing when you go out.
It is not useless to contact the street director frequently during this period.
At least it's easy to find someone to take over the Muyi business.
According to Liu Qingqing's request, the other party built some cabinets and shelves in addition to doors and windows.
As for money, you can't give it directly at this time, because the other party wants food.
She had a lot of food, but it was inconvenient to take it out.
It was not until the weekend that she went around looking for an opportunity to bring the food to Master Mu.
"Little girl, what is your relationship with Teacher Fu?" Perhaps it was because Liu Qingqing had been coming in and out frequently recently.
It comes quickly and goes quickly.
The curiosity of the people around was never satisfied until a woman in her thirties or forties came over to inquire.
"Sister-in-law, where are you from?"
The other party did not answer you, but asked you questions instead.
The woman wasn't happy about not getting a response, but she kept talking. "I live right over here, see? It's right next to me. We'll visit often."
Liu Qingqing smiled and moved closer: "Aiyo, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor, and a close neighbor is not as good as the one next door. We have to visit each other often. How many people are there in your family, sister-in-law? This house is quite small, is there enough space for everyone?"
"Six people, four kids, plus me and your eldest brother. How can there be no room? We just squeeze in! Every family is like this. Mine is relatively spacious. How about you? How many people live in your family? You're the only one seen when people come in and out."
The other party raised another question, but Liu Qingqing chose to ignore it.
"Four children! Sister-in-law, you are so lucky. You don't have your parents-in-law with you? That's great. If both of you work, the date will definitely be right."
The woman laughed at what she said. "It's not as good as you say. Your eldest brother and I both work at the paper mill, and we make a decent living."
"Paper mill, what a great place..." Before Liu Qingqing could finish her praise, the woman grabbed her.
"Sister, you're just talking about me, let's talk about you!"
Liu Qingqing spread her hands: "No, sister-in-law, I just want to ask how to address you."
"Oh, my name is Xiangyun."
"Sister-in-law, isn't this a coincidence? My mother's last name is also surnamed Shu, so we are from the same family."
Xiangyun: ...
After a while, Liu Qingqing looked at the time and realized it was time to go back to school.
"Well, you and my sister-in-law really get along well. It's time to go back to school. Let's talk next time." After saying that, she hurriedly locked the door, waved her hand and left.
Xiangyun: "Eh???"
Although the house is just a temporary residence, it still needs to be kept clean and tidy.
Liu Qingqing's robot was put to use.
But after that, she didn't come to the slum for a while.
Because in early January, the Prime Minister passed away.
The people of the whole country were in grief, and Liu Qingqing followed her classmates to the streets to see them off for ten miles.
At this time, all personal matters are put behind.
Before the grief had even passed, the school was closed.
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It was a bumpy ride back to Xiping.
She went straight home.
But she arrived early, and the child and the man were not at home.
I looked at the time and it was almost time.
When Liu Qingqing saw her son running into the house, she couldn't bear to look at him.
There was snow all over my body and feet, some of which had already melted. My hair was wet and most of my shoes were soaked.
"Son, did you fall into a snowdrift?"
Song Xiangyang blinked twice before reacting: "Mom, Mom."
Liu Qingqing took the little wet baby who fell into her arms.
There is no such thing as a touching scene of a couple meeting each other.
She stripped the child naked and stuffed him into the bed, then fiercely ordered: "Lie down inside and don't move!"
Then go to the kitchen to boil water for a bath.
Song Xiangyang lay obediently in the bed, but his mouth was busy, calling out "Mom" from time to time.
Liu Qingqing responded with "Hey, hey" but didn't move her hands. She knew that the child missed her.
My heart feels sour, like a jar of old pickled cabbage.
Wait until the pot is heated up and the water temperature is about right.
She quickly scooped water into the bath tub.
Afterwards, she pulled her son out of bed and said, "Hurry up and take a hot bath, or you'll catch a cold again."
Song Xiangyang was very obedient and let Lao Ni kiss and rub him.
After wiping it clean, put on underwear and tuck it back into the new quilt.
Song Xiangyang finally had time to say, "Mom, aren't you leaving?"
Liu Qingqing didn't care about making dinner or anything like that. She hugged him in her arms with the quilt and said, "Next time you go, take our Xiangyang with you, okay?"
Song Xiangyang then asked: "Are you bringing dad?"
"That can't happen. Dad has to go to work. Just take Xiangyang with you."
Song Xiangyang pondered for a while, then nodded firmly: "Okay."
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