Chapter 121: 121 Are you interested in my house?

Chapter 121 121. Are you interested in my house?

This is really a dear aunt.

Song Tan looked at her: "Auntie, here is a house. Why don't you ask my brother to take care of the seventh cousin?"

Auntie’s son Zhu Lingqi is not married yet. Even if auntie has a family, why not have an extra house?

Auntie was shy: “How do you know I didn’t scream?”

With her abacus eye, the aunt calculated the price thoroughly: the seventh cousin is now able to move around, eat and drink, and does not need to be taken care of at all. At most, he only needs to visit every now and then.

If he really gets sick, he and his wife also said that they don't need anyone to spend money. They have their own medical insurance and savings.

Just in case it becomes inconvenient in the future, you have to take care of it. But this kind of care, even if it means hiring a nurse to take care of you every day, how much can it cost?

Seventh Cousin's current house, a new building, can be sold for RMB 8,500 in such a sluggish market according to the house price in an eighteenth-tier city like Yuncheng. This shows that the school district and the central location of the city have taken up everything.

In addition, the compensation after the house was demolished was also huge, covering more than 170 square meters... Is it too much for such a good house?

So just after the seventh cousin revealed his intention, the aunt quickly recommended herself.

At that time, she was still spreading pancakes on the stall. The seventh cousin walked by carrying vegetables. He smelled the smell and said to her:

“You are really clueless. You have taught me so many times how to pickle sauerkraut but you still can’t pickle it properly. You can tell the cowpeas don’t taste right as soon as you smell them.”

Auntie’s egg pancakes will be sprinkled with sour cowpeas to enhance the flavor, but who has the time to toss in sour cowpeas? They are all bought ready-made.

Actually, my aunt's food is quite good, but it's a pity that my seventh cousin doesn't like it.

Fortunately, there was no one around, so the face of this sour cowpea was saved.

Auntie is not angry either.

Her current skill at making egg pancakes is thanks to her seventh cousin's guidance. So he smiled and said that he didn't have the time, and then mentioned to the seventh cousin that his son would provide for him in the future.

The seventh cousin is also an upright person. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows and looked at her: "You have taken a fancy to my house, right?"

Auntie thought there was something going on, so she rubbed her hands with joy:

“Looking at what you said, who wouldn’t want that house? Don’t worry, our family can promise you that it will be a decent house for you to take care of.”

Cousin Seventh doesn’t believe it.

“You only have one son, who takes care of two old people. When you get married, you will have children. What if you find an only child partner again, and there are two old people there... will it be our turn?”

“That’s not the case, cousin.”

Auntie is so stubborn: "Can't we still move? Those who go back and clean up are still better than young people."

Song Tan was curious: "Auntie, I think what you said makes sense. Why does the seventh cousin disagree?"

Her eldest aunt's family is really good at running the house. Her eldest uncle doesn't like to talk, but he is honest and honest.

The eldest cousin doesn’t get along much, but it seems like there shouldn’t be anything wrong with him.

Looking at the way my aunt cleans herself up every day, you can tell that if the seventh cousin had let go, they would still live in the community opposite. It would be so convenient to be nearby.

Auntie sighed:

“Actually, those are all excuses for your seventh cousin. He mainly looks down on me.”

What did the seventh cousin say at that time?

"...Hongmei, I know you are a neat person, but I will enjoy it more when I get older."

“You live like that every day, that’s not okay, I can’t accept it.”

He believes that when eating vegetables and meat, they must be fresh or of extremely high quality. Auntie’s life philosophy is incompatible with him.

“Poof!”

Song Tan couldn't help laughing for a moment.

I never imagined that one day my aunt would be disliked for being too diligent and frugal in running the household.

The aunt lamented: "I think about it later, your seventh cousin is still a good judge of people."

“For example, if I really agree to serve him, he will still go to the big supermarket every day to see all kinds of imported fruits and vegetables. He will try everything new.”

“If I just go to the supermarket with him, my life will be shortened by three years... No, no, we are really not a family.”

“So,” the aunt said earnestly:

“Tantan, you go back and discuss it with your parents. If it really works out, I’ll take you to meet the seventh cousin. You can coax this old man, he’s so stubborn.”

She felt a little regretful again: "If you take that purple vetch from your house, oh, I'm sure he won't say anything and will come back with the old lady."

“Not in a hurry, not in a hurry.”

Song Tan was not dazzled by the house, and was thinking rationally at the moment: "Let's not mention that I can't offer a high salary here, let's just say that the seventh cousin is back, where can I live?"

“Besides, I originally wanted to find a chef. My seventh cousin is already so old, so he can’t do any work anymore, right?”

“You child!”

The aunt looked at her and said, "Young man, why are you so dull? My seventh cousin has an old house, and he cares about you. It only takes fifteen or twenty minutes to walk there."

“Besides, who told you that you can’t do it at the age of sixty or seventy? Then people say that the age of forty or fifty is middle-aged and old. Do you think your dad is strong with a hoe?”

“I’m not going to boast about your seventh cousin’s body, he will definitely have no problem living in his early nineties!”

“This little old man sees things very cheerfully and is very young. Last winter, he was turning iron sand to fry chestnuts at home. How about you find a young man in his twenties or thirties and see if he can do it?”

“Say no more,” the eldest aunt muttered under the shadowy bamboos, showing Qiaoqiao’s figure running around in the rapeseed field with a particularly jumping figure:

"You ask the seventh cousin to cook, and ask Qiaoqiao to help him, carry and wash the vegetables, etc. The old man will just use the shovel."

“I will teach you for another three to five years, ten or twenty years. Qiao Qiao can cook by herself and has a skill. Isn’t that more reliable than relying on you?”

“It’s better for me to have something for myself than for my father to have something for my mother.”

“After you get married and live a happy life, you can’t take Qiao Qiao with you wherever you go.”

Song Tan had never thought about starting a family and living together.

But with Qiaoqiao like this, it’s really good to learn another craft.

Although he can shake honey now and has begun to understand the knowledge of beekeeping, young man, what are you afraid of if you are tired? Too many skills to overwhelm!

Song Tan quickly swung the **** and dug up a large piece of bamboo shoots from under her feet for her aunt who had just sprouted spiritual energy:

“Auntie, you are still the best.”

Regarding hiring a cook, Song Tan was originally thinking about how to convince Ulan, who was reluctant to pay his salary. But with Qiao Qiao's excuse, I'm afraid she will be urged to talk to her seventh cousin tomorrow tonight.

Looking at the two baskets full of bamboo shoots, the aunt was also overjoyed:

"What's the point! I don't want the wealth to go to outsiders. I just love how considerate my niece is. It's not like your uncle's family, where nothing has happened yet. Your aunt is as distressed as if she couldn't bear to take care of the child. No wolf!"

She looked proud: "Your seventh cousin hasn't spread the news yet, and I haven't told your uncle at all!"

The last day of August, monthly ticket, let’s go! !

About the live broadcast, it’s not that I forgot, it’s because time passes slowly and I haven’t had time to write...

(End of this chapter)

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