Chapter 11
◎The house was found! ◎
Sister Hong's mother-in-law is a cheerful person. When she saw her daughter-in-law bringing someone back, she cheerfully helped to greet them, pour water and get biscuits.
Wei Xuan was so embarrassed that she quickly handed over the gift she had brought: "Auntie, stop working, I'm troubling you."
"No trouble, no trouble, it's just a matter of words. You're welcome. We don't lack these at home. Don't bring them with you next time." Wei Xuan is good-looking and polite, and the old lady likes such juniors.
The three of them chatted for a while, and then Wei Xuan followed Sister Hong and her mother-in-law out.
Wei Xuan followed behind and listened to the old lady's introduction.
"The place we went to first is the closest one. It's right behind my house. It's similar to where my family lives now. It's also split from a courtyard house. One room is about fifteen square meters. If you rent it, you can separate it by yourself. , sleeping inside, and using the outside for dining and entertaining guests are enough."
When she arrived at the place, she pointed to the eaves: "Everyone cooks here, just tidy up a little with wooden boards."
Wei Xuan went in and took a look, and thought the house was nice. However, there were too many people living in the courtyard. In the short time she had been here, several people looked over. This was not in line with what she wanted to move out to. Really, she still prefers living alone.
Seeing that Wei Xuan's expression was not very satisfactory, Sister Hong's mother-in-law took her to the next place.
The second place is about the same size as the first one, the only difference is that this one is a building.
"This house is newly allocated by the work unit. The young couple is temporarily living at home, so this house is idle. Because it is a building, the rent is four yuan more expensive than the previous one. If you want to rent it, we can negotiate."
This one was slightly better than the previous one. There were only three houses living next door, but Wei Xuan wanted to see if there was anything better.
The last house was the farthest and the shabbiest, but Wei Xuan felt that this house suited her best.
This house is also separated by courtyards, but the layout of the rooms she looked at today looks like the reverse houses where servants lived in the past. Probably because they are relatively dilapidated, three rooms in a row are empty. In front of the house, there are not only There was a small yard of more than ten square meters, and there was a well in the yard. Wei Xuan stretched her head and looked at it. There was a layer of water at the bottom of the well. She could use it if she could find someone to clean it.
What's more important is that these rooms have been completely separated from the yard in front. It turns out that the roads leading to the back on both sides were blocked tightly by building a small shed with bricks connected to the wall. Even Sister Hong's mother-in-law The way I brought her in just now was through the back door, so she could barely be considered to have an independent space.
It's just that you may need to find someone to repair the house before you move in, otherwise it won't be habitable.
Having made a decision in her mind, Wei Xuan asked Sister Hong and her mother-in-law: "Auntie, how much will it cost if I rent these rooms together?"
Sister Hong and her mother-in-law obviously didn't expect that Wei Xuan would end up settling on this most dilapidated place. The two previous conditions were much better than here. She brought Wei Xuan to see this house because she saw that the first two Wei Xuan were not very satisfied. She thought that after seeing them all, it was not far behind, but she was already prepared to make a futile trip today.
![](https://img.wattpad.com/cover/358170977-288-k516092.jpg)
YOU ARE READING
😊 Traveling through the 1970s and marrying the factory director's son
RomanceTraveling through the 1970s and marrying the factory director's son (穿越七十年代嫁厂长儿子) Author: Hao Xiao Copy 1 of this article: In the past few days, the National Cotton Factory has been circulating privately the gossip of Director Jiang's family: It is...