Chapter 130
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Qingchen ran wildly on the road. When he went over the wall, he had no good wound on his hand, and was cut by the burr on the iron railing.
The boy's face was cold. He didn't expect that the first thing his father did after he left the detention center was to sell his house.
When he rushed home, he heard an intermediary inside say: "you guys, although this house is old and small, it's a real school district house. As soon as you get registered, your children can go to the foreign language school in Los Angeles next door. And it's too close to luowai. Your child will be there in five minutes after crossing the road to school. "
"Living far away, it's not convenient for you to pick him up and see him off, and it's not safe to ride a bicycle. In addition, children can sleep 40 minutes more every day, which is much better than other students."
There are six people in the room looking at the room, it seems that there are three couples, all coming to the school district room.
At this time, the intermediary said: "and the landlord also said that his child is the number one student in the high school entrance examination in Los Angeles, which is also the number one former residence."
Qingchen
To tell the truth, he really did not expect that his title of No. 1 in the senior high school entrance examination could be used as a value-added means of selling houses.
Qingchen cold mouth said: "who let you see this house? This house is not for sale! "
As soon as the words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Qingchen.
The real estate agent hesitated: "are you?"
Qingchen's concise answer: "number one scholar."
Intermediary
Those middle-aged men and women who came to see the house subconsciously looked at a picture on the wall, which was a memory of Qingchen when he received the prize.
At that time, the city of Los Angeles also awarded him 5000 yuan. Of course, the money was cleaned up by qingguozhong.
The agent hesitated and said, "this house has been entrusted to us by Mr. Qing Guozhong, and we have seen the real estate certificate. It's really his name on it, which can't be wrong. Besides, he gave me the key. He was here just now. Well, I'll call Mr. qingguozhong to confirm. "
He called qingguozhong and pressed hands-free.
But listening to the voice of playing mahjong on the opposite side of the phone, qingguozhong said impatiently, "what's the matter?"
"Hello, Mr. qingguozhong," the agent said, "well, I brought some clients to see the house. As a result... It should be your son who said the house was not for sale."
Qingguozhong some doubts: "that boy should not be in class? Why did you come home all of a sudden? It's OK. You don't have to worry about him. The house is my name. If I say sell it, I'll sell it. Hongzhong! "
The agent said: "well, I'm afraid not. Mr. Qing, you need to come back to solve this problem, otherwise there will be problems when vacating the house."
"Well, I'll come back tomorrow afternoon. I'm busy now, er Guan!" Qingguozhong said.
With that, he hung up on the other side.
The agent speechless took the phone, and then looked at Qingchen: "well, we'll come back tomorrow afternoon."
And Qingchen thought at this time, why does qingguozhong have money to play cards as soon as he gets out of the detention center?
After everyone went out, he felt under his mattress for the first time, only to find that the thousands of yuan he had sold gold bars last time had also been touched by qingguozhong.
Qingchen is a student, and is generally recognized as a poor student. If there are thousands of dollars in cash in his wallet, it is easy to be suspected.
He was a little lucky that he put the gold bars in his backpack before he went to Laojunshan, otherwise the four gold bars might have been touched away.
At this time, Jiang Xue came in, she asked softly: "Xiaochen, are you ok?"
Qingchen shook his head silently.
Jiang Xue said: "I just went to the agency to confirm that if your father wants to sell the house, you really can't stop it. Legally speaking, this is his house. "
The noise can still be heard outside the window. It's the intermediary who is explaining the situation to several customers. After all, those people came to see the house for nothing and were very angry.
"Well," Qingchen replied softly.
"But it doesn't matter, Xiaochen. It doesn't matter if you don't want such a father. You'll move to our house in the future. Xiaoyun will sleep with me in the same room. I'll clean up her house and you can live," Jiang Xue comforted. "From now on, you'll be our family. You'll study at ease and go to college. Your aunt will pay for your tuition."
Qingchen smiles: "it's OK, aunt Jiang Xue. Xiaoyun has grown up. It's not suitable to squeeze a room with you."
At this time, there is a knock outside the door. Qingchen looks out, and they are Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang naivete sitting in a wheelchair.
Behind them, there are special people pushing wheelchairs.
Hu Xiaoniu thought it over and said, "Qingchen, we heard the conversation of the agent outside. Well, two of your classmates have moved away, but I have bought the house. If you don't dislike it, you can move there. "
To tell you the truth, Hu Xiaoniu had never been in touch with such things before. He couldn't figure out which father would sell his house and make his son have no place to live.
He doesn't understand.
Qingchen thought for a while and said, "I appreciate your kindness. What you provide is really what I need, but I can't live in vain. I know you are not short of money, but please accept the rent, and I will remember the favor. "
Hu Xiaoniu smiles: "OK, no problem."
In Qingchen's opinion, although the other party has a spare house, he doesn't have to rent it to himself, so he has to accept this feeling.
In the future, if the other party is in trouble, he will help the other party for free.
Hu Xiaoniu asked someone to take the key and handed it to Qingchen: "the normal rent is 1200, but we have just renovated the house and changed a lot of things, such as air conditioning, intelligent toilet and TV, so the rent is higher. What do you think of 1400?"
"Reasonable," Qingchen said to Jiang Xue, "aunt Jiang Xue, please help me pad it first, and then I'll make money to pay you back."
"Well," Jiang Xue nodded.
Hu Xiaoniu sincerely said to Jiang Xue, "we may have offended you when dealing with you because of our own reasons. Please forgive me. I hope I won't leave you a bad impression and I can still be friends when I have the chance."
Jiang Xue smiles: "it's OK, this classmate. Don't worry about it."
"Well," Hu Xiaoniu nodded.
With that, he got up slowly and walked up the stairs with the railings, while the people behind helped him carry the wheelchair up.
Jiang Xue looks at Qingchen: "what are you going to do next?"
Qingchen looks back at his familiar home, dark room, shabby curtains and sofa. He always thinks he will leave here sooner or later, but he is still reluctant to leave at the moment.
He remembers that a few years ago, his father would buy taojumi noodles. They sat on the sofa and ate around the tea table.
He remembers that ants would come to the house from time to time to look for food. His mother, Zhang Wanfang, would always complain that there were too many insects and the house was too damp.
He remembered looking out of his desk to see the fig tree in front of the door.
He remembered every detail of the house, good and bad.
Then, mother left.
After that, my father didn't come back.
Maybe that's the drawback of remembering too well.
But now.
"Maybe it's time to make an end," Qingchen said calmly in the small room. "Tomorrow, let's give up the past life."
……
The plot will be more interesting soon~
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Qingchen ran wildly on the road. When he went over the wall, he had no good wound on his hand, and was cut by the burr on the iron railing.
The boy's face was cold. He didn't expect that the first thing his father did after he left the detention center was to sell his house.
When he rushed home, he heard an intermediary inside say: "you guys, although this house is old and small, it's a real school district house. As soon as you get registered, your children can go to the foreign language school in Los Angeles next door. And it's too close to luowai. Your child will be there in five minutes after crossing the road to school. "
"Living far away, it's not convenient for you to pick him up and see him off, and it's not safe to ride a bicycle. In addition, children can sleep 40 minutes more every day, which is much better than other students."
There are six people in the room looking at the room, it seems that there are three couples, all coming to the school district room.
At this time, the intermediary said: "and the landlord also said that his child is the number one student in the high school entrance examination in Los Angeles, which is also the number one former residence."
Qingchen
To tell the truth, he really did not expect that his title of No. 1 in the senior high school entrance examination could be used as a value-added means of selling houses.
Qingchen cold mouth said: "who let you see this house? This house is not for sale! "
As soon as the words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Qingchen.
The real estate agent hesitated: "are you?"
Qingchen's concise answer: "number one scholar."
Intermediary
Those middle-aged men and women who came to see the house subconsciously looked at a picture on the wall, which was a memory of Qingchen when he received the prize.
At that time, the city of Los Angeles also awarded him 5000 yuan. Of course, the money was cleaned up by qingguozhong.
The agent hesitated and said, "this house has been entrusted to us by Mr. Qing Guozhong, and we have seen the real estate certificate. It's really his name on it, which can't be wrong. Besides, he gave me the key. He was here just now. Well, I'll call Mr. qingguozhong to confirm. "
He called qingguozhong and pressed hands-free.
But listening to the voice of playing mahjong on the opposite side of the phone, qingguozhong said impatiently, "what's the matter?"
"Hello, Mr. qingguozhong," the agent said, "well, I brought some clients to see the house. As a result... It should be your son who said the house was not for sale."
Qingguozhong some doubts: "that boy should not be in class? Why did you come home all of a sudden? It's OK. You don't have to worry about him. The house is my name. If I say sell it, I'll sell it. Hongzhong! "
The agent said: "well, I'm afraid not. Mr. Qing, you need to come back to solve this problem, otherwise there will be problems when vacating the house."
"Well, I'll come back tomorrow afternoon. I'm busy now, er Guan!" Qingguozhong said.
With that, he hung up on the other side.
The agent speechless took the phone, and then looked at Qingchen: "well, we'll come back tomorrow afternoon."
And Qingchen thought at this time, why does qingguozhong have money to play cards as soon as he gets out of the detention center?
After everyone went out, he felt under his mattress for the first time, only to find that the thousands of yuan he had sold gold bars last time had also been touched by qingguozhong.
Qingchen is a student, and is generally recognized as a poor student. If there are thousands of dollars in cash in his wallet, it is easy to be suspected.
He was a little lucky that he put the gold bars in his backpack before he went to Laojunshan, otherwise the four gold bars might have been touched away.
At this time, Jiang Xue came in, she asked softly: "Xiaochen, are you ok?"
Qingchen shook his head silently.
Jiang Xue said: "I just went to the agency to confirm that if your father wants to sell the house, you really can't stop it. Legally speaking, this is his house. "
The noise can still be heard outside the window. It's the intermediary who is explaining the situation to several customers. After all, those people came to see the house for nothing and were very angry.
"Well," Qingchen replied softly.
"But it doesn't matter, Xiaochen. It doesn't matter if you don't want such a father. You'll move to our house in the future. Xiaoyun will sleep with me in the same room. I'll clean up her house and you can live," Jiang Xue comforted. "From now on, you'll be our family. You'll study at ease and go to college. Your aunt will pay for your tuition."
Qingchen smiles: "it's OK, aunt Jiang Xue. Xiaoyun has grown up. It's not suitable to squeeze a room with you."
At this time, there is a knock outside the door. Qingchen looks out, and they are Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang naivete sitting in a wheelchair.
Behind them, there are special people pushing wheelchairs.
Hu Xiaoniu thought it over and said, "Qingchen, we heard the conversation of the agent outside. Well, two of your classmates have moved away, but I have bought the house. If you don't dislike it, you can move there. "
To tell you the truth, Hu Xiaoniu had never been in touch with such things before. He couldn't figure out which father would sell his house and make his son have no place to live.
He doesn't understand.
Qingchen thought for a while and said, "I appreciate your kindness. What you provide is really what I need, but I can't live in vain. I know you are not short of money, but please accept the rent, and I will remember the favor. "
Hu Xiaoniu smiles: "OK, no problem."
In Qingchen's opinion, although the other party has a spare house, he doesn't have to rent it to himself, so he has to accept this feeling.
In the future, if the other party is in trouble, he will help the other party for free.
Hu Xiaoniu asked someone to take the key and handed it to Qingchen: "the normal rent is 1200, but we have just renovated the house and changed a lot of things, such as air conditioning, intelligent toilet and TV, so the rent is higher. What do you think of 1400?"
"Reasonable," Qingchen said to Jiang Xue, "aunt Jiang Xue, please help me pad it first, and then I'll make money to pay you back."
"Well," Jiang Xue nodded.
Hu Xiaoniu sincerely said to Jiang Xue, "we may have offended you when dealing with you because of our own reasons. Please forgive me. I hope I won't leave you a bad impression and I can still be friends when I have the chance."
Jiang Xue smiles: "it's OK, this classmate. Don't worry about it."
"Well," Hu Xiaoniu nodded.
With that, he got up slowly and walked up the stairs with the railings, while the people behind helped him carry the wheelchair up.
Jiang Xue looks at Qingchen: "what are you going to do next?"
Qingchen looks back at his familiar home, dark room, shabby curtains and sofa. He always thinks he will leave here sooner or later, but he is still reluctant to leave at the moment.
He remembers that a few years ago, his father would buy taojumi noodles. They sat on the sofa and ate around the tea table.
He remembers that ants would come to the house from time to time to look for food. His mother, Zhang Wanfang, would always complain that there were too many insects and the house was too damp.
He remembered looking out of his desk to see the fig tree in front of the door.
He remembered every detail of the house, good and bad.
Then, mother left.
After that, my father didn't come back.
Maybe that's the drawback of remembering too well.
But now.
"Maybe it's time to make an end," Qingchen said calmly in the small room. "Tomorrow, let's give up the past life."
……
The plot will be more interesting soon~
Welcome to make a list for me in the 2020 reading original IP Festival!! By the way, ask for a monthly ticket!!
Qingchen ran wildly on the road. When he went over the wall, he had no good wound on his hand, and was cut by the burr on the iron railing.The boy's face was cold. He didn't expect that the first thing his father did after he left the detention center was to sell his house.When he rushed home, he heard an intermediary inside say: "you guys, although this house is old and small, it's a real school district house. As soon as you get registered, your children can go to the foreign language school in Los Angeles next door. And it's too close to luowai. Your child will be there in five minutes after crossing the road to school. ""Living far away, it's not convenient for you to pick him up and see him off, and it's not safe to ride a bicycle. In addition, children can sleep 40 minutes more every day, which is much better than other students."There are six people in the room looking at the room, it seems that there are three couples, all coming to the school district room.At this time, the intermediary said: "and the landlord also said that his child is the number one student in the high school entrance examination in Los Angeles, which is also the number one former residence."QingchenTo tell the truth, he really did not expect that his title of No. 1 in the senior high school entrance examination could be used as a value-added means of selling houses.Qingchen cold mouth said: "who let you see this house? This house is not for sale! "As soon as the words came out, everyone's eyes turned to Qingchen.The real estate agent hesitated: "are you?"Qingchen's concise answer: "number one scholar."IntermediaryThose middle-aged men and women who came to see the house subconsciously looked at a picture on the wall, which was a memory of Qingchen when he received the prize.At that time, the city of Los Angeles also awarded him 5000 yuan. Of course, the money was cleaned up by qingguozhong.The agent hesitated and said, "this house has been entrusted to us by Mr. Qing Guozhong, and we have seen the real estate certificate. It's really his name on it, which can't be wrong. Besides, he gave me the key. He was here just now. Well, I'll call Mr. qingguozhong to confirm. "He called qingguozhong and pressed hands-free.But listening to the voice of playing mahjong on the opposite side of the phone, qingguozhong said impatiently, "what's the matter?""Hello, Mr. qingguozhong," the agent said, "well, I brought some clients to see the house. As a result... It should be your son who said the house was not for sale."Qingguozhong some doubts: "that boy should not be in class? Why did you come home all of a sudden? It's OK. You don't have to worry about him. The house is my name. If I say sell it, I'll sell it. Hongzhong! "The agent said: "well, I'm afraid not. Mr. Qing, you need to come back to solve this problem, otherwise there will be problems when vacating the house.""Well, I'll come back tomorrow afternoon. I'm busy now, er Guan!" Qingguozhong said.With that, he hung up on the other side.The agent speechless took the phone, and then looked at Qingchen: "well, we'll come back tomorrow afternoon."And Qingchen thought at this time, why does qingguozhong have money to play cards as soon as he gets out of the detention center?After everyone went out, he felt under his mattress for the first time, only to find that the thousands of yuan he had sold gold bars last time had also been touched by qingguozhong.Qingchen is a student, and is generally recognized as a poor student. If there are thousands of dollars in cash in his wallet, it is easy to be suspected.He was a little lucky that he put the gold bars in his backpack before he went to Laojunshan, otherwise the four gold bars might have been touched away.At this time, Jiang Xue came in, she asked softly: "Xiaochen, are you ok?"Qingchen shook his head silently.Jiang Xue said: "I just went to the agency to confirm that if your father wants to sell the house, you really can't stop it. Legally speaking, this is his house. "The noise can still be heard outside the window. It's the intermediary who is explaining the situation to several customers. After all, those people came to see the house for nothing and were very angry."Well," Qingchen replied softly."But it doesn't matter, Xiaochen. It doesn't matter if you don't want such a father. You'll move to our house in the future. Xiaoyun will sleep with me in the same room. I'll clean up her house and you can live," Jiang Xue comforted. "From now on, you'll be our family. You'll study at ease and go to college. Your aunt will pay for your tuition."Qingchen smiles: "it's OK, aunt Jiang Xue. Xiaoyun has grown up. It's not suitable to squeeze a room with you."At this time, there is a knock outside the door. Qingchen looks out, and they are Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang naivete sitting in a wheelchair.Behind them, there are special people pushing wheelchairs.Hu Xiaoniu thought it over and said, "Qingchen, we heard the conversation of the agent outside. Well, two of your classmates have moved away, but I have bought the house. If you don't dislike it, you can move there. "To tell you the truth, Hu Xiaoniu had never been in touch with such things before. He couldn't figure out which father would sell his house and make his son have no place to live.He doesn't understand.Qingchen thought for a while and said, "I appreciate your kindness. What you provide is really what I need, but I can't live in vain. I know you are not short of money, but please accept the rent, and I will remember the favor. "Hu Xiaoniu smiles: "OK, no problem."In Qingchen's opinion, although the other party has a spare house, he doesn't have to rent it to himself, so he has to accept this feeling.In the future, if the other party is in trouble, he will help the other party for free.Hu Xiaoniu asked someone to take the key and handed it to Qingchen: "the normal rent is 1200, but we have just renovated the house and changed a lot of things, such as air conditioning, intelligent toilet and TV, so the rent is higher. What do you think of 1400?""Reasonable," Qingchen said to Jiang Xue, "aunt Jiang Xue, please help me pad it first, and then I'll make money to pay you back.""Well," Jiang Xue nodded.Hu Xiaoniu sincerely said to Jiang Xue, "we may have offended you when dealing with you because of our own reasons. Please forgive me. I hope I won't leave you a bad impression and I can still be friends when I have the chance."Jiang Xue smiles: "it's OK, this classmate. Don't worry about it.""Well," Hu Xiaoniu nodded.With that, he got up slowly and walked up the stairs with the railings, while the people behind helped him carry the wheelchair up.Jiang Xue looks at Qingchen: "what are you going to do next?"Qingchen looks back at his familiar home, dark room, shabby curtains and sofa. He always thinks he will leave here sooner or later, but he is still reluctant to leave at the moment.He remembers that a few years ago, his father would buy taojumi noodles. They sat on the sofa and ate around the tea table.He remembers that ants would come to the house from time to time to look for food. His mother, Zhang Wanfang, would always complain that there were too many insects and the house was too damp.He remembered looking out of his desk to see the fig tree in front of the door.He remembered every detail of the house, good and bad.Then, mother left.After that, my father didn't come back.Maybe that's the drawback of remembering too well.But now."Maybe it's time to make an end," Qingchen said calmly in the small room. "Tomorrow, let's give up the past life."The plot will be more interesting soon~Welcome to make a list for me in the 2020 reading original IP Festival!! By the way, ask for a monthly ticket!!
