Chapter 131 Going home

One day, Zhang Xiaobao ran to knock on Chen Xiangjie's door.

"The door is unlocked." After more than half a month of getting along, they got closer.

Xiaobao pushed the door open and went in, and saw Chen Xiangjie sitting at the desk practicing calligraphy. He took a closer look, and his writing was much better than him.

Speaking of which, he only focused on playing these days, and really didn't practice calligraphy well. Seeing that the desk was huge, he simply took a few blank papers and practiced calligraphy.

"What do you want from me?" Chen Xiangjie finished today's homework, put down his brush, and asked.

They have pretty much visited the capital, and the sun outside these days is also high, and the elders in the family also told them not to run outside.

"That..." Zhang Xiaobao also put down his brush, hesitated for a while, and said, "That old Zhao came to me last time and asked me if I still want to buy a house? I want to go and see." In fact, he has already made an appointment, but he is alone I was a little worried about going, so I wanted to bring someone to go with me.

"You want me to go with you." Chen Xiangjie used an affirmative sentence, took a deep look at Zhang Xiaobao, turned around and went to the bathroom to change clothes, seeing Zhang Xiaobao still standing there stupidly, said: "What are you doing standing there? let's go."

Zhang Xiaobao was stunned for a moment, and asked, "You agree!" Then he happily followed Chen Xiangjie.

Mr. Chen took Mr. Li out to visit friends. Uncle Chen and his son would not come back in a few days. Only Grandma Chen was left at home.

As soon as they left the house, the sweltering air surrounded the two of them. Xiaobao squinted his eyes, hailed a rickshaw, and rushed directly to the place given by Lao Zhao.

It's not too far from Chen's hometown, and it only takes six to seven minutes to get there by tricycle. At this time, there is no phone, which is very inconvenient. When they arrive at the place, the two can only find a big tree and wait under the shade of the tree.

Old Zhao was quite punctual, and he didn't keep them waiting for long. Behind him were two middle-aged men who seemed to be a few years older than him, and looked like intellectuals.

Old Zhao had briefly introduced to Xiaobao earlier that his two friends had fled to Xiangjiang to seek refuge at that time, and now they are both taking root in Xiangjiang and spreading their branches and leaves.

After the reform and opening up, many assets that were previously confiscated were returned to individuals, and now they can also return to the country and get their family property back.

After all, I have already made a family there, and it is useless to keep the house here. I thought it would be better to sell it, so I asked some former friends here to help.

It happened that Lao Zhao sold the house, and the price was fair, so he found him, and Lao Zhao went to Zhang Xiaobao to ask about it. It happened that Zhang Xiaobao was still thinking about buying some more real estate, so it was a match.

The house is a bit far from Lao Zhao’s courtyard house, but it’s still within the second ring road. It’s about ten minutes by car. The house is not a standard courtyard house, it’s a bit like a bungalow, and it’s a bit like a villa. It's not bad to see.

"My father and Zhang Xian's father are colleagues, and our mother is also a best friend. We bought the house together at that time, and bungalows were popular at that time, but my father preferred domestic architecture, so he remodeled it." Mr. Liu took out the key and opened the door. He raised his hand and invited them in.

The soil in the yard has been turned over. It should be that Mr. Liu asked someone to pull the weeds after he came back. The original flowers are still there, but they have not been pruned all year round, and they are a bit messy. It was cleaned very clean, the walls and stairs look quite new, and there is no need for renovation for the time being.

"This building does not include a basement, it is two and a half floors, plus the outside yard, a total of 535 square meters." Mr. Liu took Zhang Xiaobao to the master bedroom and then went to the third floor.

It is said that it is the third floor, but in fact, when the house was capped, the second floor was raised and an attic was added, so it is unreasonable to count it as half of it. Obviously, Mr. Liu also knows this.

"Although there is an attic in front of this place, look at the back." Mr. Liu opened a small door, and what he saw was a garden on the roof.

The flowers and plants are the same as the courtyard downstairs, a bit messy, but it can be seen that they are all precious flower seeds, and there is even a small pavilion built next to it, with unknown flower vines climbing on it, stone tables and stone benches are placed in the pavilion , there is a wooden shelf next to the gazebo, on which are hung two hanging chairs made of rattan, and there is a small stone table in the middle of the two hanging chairs. You can imagine the scene of the couple sitting there and drinking afternoon tea. Very poetic.

"How is it? This place was designed and furnished by my mother herself, isn't it not bad?" Mr. Liu looked at the small gazebo, with flashes of reminiscence in his eyes. It is not difficult to see that he had spent some good memories here.

"That's right, Mr. Liu, you can quote the price directly." Zhang Xiaobao nodded in satisfaction, and asked the price directly instead of being picky on purpose.

Mr. Liu was surprised at first, but then understood, can he expect a child to negotiate the price with you like a businessman who has been fighting for a long time? Obviously not.

He also has a business in Xiangjiang. Of course, the sooner he sells the house, the better, so he didn't ask for an outrageous price. "Two hundred thousand, the house, including everything inside, belongs to you."

Zhang Xiaobao thought about the things in the house, and there are still a lot of furniture left. His house is relatively new, especially the bathroom, as long as the water heater is added, it can be used. It is not much worse than a newly built building, 530 square meters, Not counting the basement, 200,000 yuan is not bad, but for him, of course, the cheaper the better.

Pulling Chen Xiangjie aside to discuss with him, Zhang Xiaobao finally said, "Can we go and see Mr. Zhang's house again?"

"Of course." For a sale worth hundreds of thousands, Mr. Liu would not expect them to make a decision right away.

Zhang Xian's house is next to Mr. Liu's, but the layout of the house is completely different. It is a standard bungalow with the same floor height as Mr. Liu's, with a total of three floors.

Speaking of which, Zhang Xiaobao prefers Mr. Liu's house, but this house is more suitable for renting out, and it can be rented out to others after a little repair.

"I wonder how much Mr. Zhang plans to sell it for?" Zhang Xiaobao asked directly.

Zhang Xian thought about it, "My house has three floors, without a basement. It has a total of more than 600 square meters, and 200,000 is not expensive."

Zhang Xiaobao nodded, and then said: "One hundred and fifty thousand, I want both sets." Before Mr. Liu and Zhang Xian could say anything, Xiaobao said first: "You should know the housing prices in the capital city, if not for the fact that I really like it." This house is as high as 150,000 yuan."

The two walked aside to discuss, and Xiaobao was also discussing with Chen Xiangjie. In the end, the price of each house was 170,000 yuan.

After the transfer of ownership, the two houses officially became Zhang Xiaobao's. In this way, he had a courtyard house and two villas in the capital.

Looking at the passbook, Zhang Xiaobao frowned. The money was earned quickly and spent quickly. It only took half a month, and only 690,000 was spent, leaving only 660,000.

However, he didn't feel distressed at all. These houses will cost sky-high prices in the future, so why should he feel distressed.

When he got home, before he had time to be happy, Zhang Xiaobao found out that something was wrong. Although Chen Xiangjie usually talked less, he was not so dull. After looking carefully, he found that his face was pale at worst, and there were fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He must have suffered from heat stroke. up.

Quickly took the water, and then pulled his neck repeatedly. This is their native method, as long as the Sha Qi is pulled out, it will be fine.

After pulling out three black and purple Sha marks, Zhang Xiaobao finally said: "It's heatstroke, I've already pulled out your Sha Qi, you'll be fine if you rest for a while."

"Are you okay?" Chen Xiangjie, who had recovered, felt a dull pain in his neck and asked.

"It's okay! Our country kids often run all over the mountains in hot weather." Zhang Xiaobao made sure that he was fine, and went to boil water and put it next to his bed, "Hurry up and sleep for a while, and you'll be fine when you wake up. "

Chen Xiangjie turned his back to Zhang Xiaobao, tightly clenched his hands in the blanket, his physique was worse than that of his junior, absolutely not.

In mid-August, they had been in the capital for more than a month, and Teacher Li planned to take Zhang Xiaobao home.

When parting, Mr. Chen brought many of his students over to have a meal together. It was at this time that Zhang Xiaobao met Mr. Chen's second disciple Ye Linmu and his apprentice Kong Siyang.

I heard that Kong Siyang is a descendant of Confucius. He was gifted and intelligent since he was a child. He was enlightened by his grandfather when he was three years old. He was taught by Ye Linmu when he was five years old. He has been the number one since he was in school. Proficient in English, French, German and mother tongue, a total of four languages, often participate in various competitions, has always been the champion, just finished the college entrance examination, this year's liberal arts champion.

Hearing all the messages from Mr. Chen, Zhang Xiaobao opened his mouth and sighed loudly. This is the real master of learning, the real winner in life. Even if he is reborn ten times, he can't catch up with him.

For this reason, Teacher Li's teaching has been stricter by several levels, and he strives to prevent his apprentices from being compared to the mud by his senior disciples. Of course, this is a funeral.

That's why Kong Siyang just entered the door, and saw his junior brother who had never seen Nian with shining star eyes, looking at him with adoring eyes, and the corners of his mouth could not help but slightly raised.

"This is Junior Brother Xiaobao, right?" As he spoke, he took out a big notebook and said with a smile, "I heard that you like to collect stamps. This is what I collected before. I will give it to you as a gift. Don't dislike it."

"No, no, I like it very much." Holding the stamp collection, Zhang Xiaobao smiled so hard that he couldn't see his teeth, "Thank you, brother."

Kong Siyang turned to Chen Xiangjie, "Junior Brother Xiangjie, long time no see."

Chen Xiangjie: "Long time no see."

Kong Siyang: Why do you think Junior Brother Xiang Jie is in a bad mood? Then his eyes turned to the silly Zhang Xiaobao who was smiling, and he couldn't help but also smiled, and then he felt that the air pressure around Junior Brother Xiang Jie was even lower.