Chapter 47 Buying a House
The next day, when looking at the house, Xu Xiao Jiao suddenly remembered what Song Wei Ping said yesterday when she arrived in the bedroom.
Looking at his serious face at this moment, she never expected that he would say such doggish things.
Xu Xiao Jiao looked at the space in the bedroom. The area of their main room wasn't small. It could separate into a bedroom and a living room. There was also a small single room in the north. Should the bed be bigger or smaller?
It depended on Song Wei Ping's recent performance. Xu Xiao Jiao thought, if he makes her happy, then buy a normal one. A smaller size was negotiable. If Song Wei Ping makes her unhappy, huh, just sleep in a separate room. .
Of course, none of the little thoughts she was thinking about were revealed. Like Song Wei Ping, she had an extremely calm face. It was just buying a house. There would be more chances to buy houses in the future.
However, Grandma Song, Wu Chun Hua, and Song Xiao Gang were still immersed in the shock of buying a house in the town. At this time, they were looking around in this small courtyard and their hearts were still floating.
"Are we really going to buy this house?" Wu Chun Hua asked this question countless times.
Xu Xiao Jiao nodded in affirmation, "Song Wei Ping said, as long as we think it's good, we can buy it. Mom, what do you think?"
Wu Chun Hua nodded hurriedly, "What else can I think? This house is really great."
The layout was in the north facing south. The south side exit was to the street. Four rooms on the north, a kitchen room on the west, and two small auxiliary rooms on both sides of the south gate. This boxy layout made it look bright.
Song Wei Ping introduced at the side, "This house has five rooms in total. The one we just looked at on that street has four rooms. It is smaller than this one. I also think this one is better. Grandma and Mom, if you think it’s suitable, let’s buy this.”
Before Grandma Song and Wu Chun Hua made their final statements, Xu Xiao Gang spoke enthusiastically, "Okay! Elder Brother-in-law, I find this suitable. This one is closer to our school. If this one is bought, I can sleep at home for half an hour longer. How great!”
When Wu Chun Hua saw her son loudly blabbering off. Who didn't know how good a big house was? Her son looked like he didn't know anything. She raised her hand and pressed his head and pushed Xu Xiao Gang aside, "Wei Ping, this house is great, but it’s definitely expensive. Three rooms in our village cost hundreds of yuans. This is the town, so it’s a lot more money.”
Although Grandma Song was no longer young, she had always been very active. Her grandson wanted to take her to the town to enjoy the blessings. She felt very blissful in her heart. Although she was a little nostalgic for the old house in Meilin Village, her grandson and granddaughter were more important in the end. "That’s right, this money isn’t a small amount. Ping boy, how about we sell the house in our hometown."
Xu Xiao Jiao immediately retorted, "Can't sell it."
Even though Grandma didn't say it, she understood the nostalgia of one’s hometown. Besides, Meilin Village was only a small village now. The entire village had flat terrain and a good location. In the future, urban development will definitely be well planned and the land will be well planned. It will be valuable in the future, but it is unprofitable to sell it now.
She held Grandma Song and Wu Chun Hua's hands in each hand, "Grandmother, Mom, don't worry. I have enough money. There is still some left after buying the house. Besides, doing business is allowed now. In the future, our pot braised pork will be in the town. We can sell it openly. Moreover, Elder Brother Wei Ping and I are also discussing opening the pot braised meat shop directly in the west wing of the south House. Mom, you can be the boss, and Grandmother can help when she is free. From now on we can make money while sitting at home."
As soon as these words came out, the attention of the two women was immediately diverted.
Wu Chun Hua's thoughts were like most people and have been deeply ingrained, "Oh, I don't dare to do that. If someone finds out, you will be arrested."
On the contrary, it was Grandma Song’s mind that was flexible. The policy of prohibiting individuals from doing business was only a period of time in her life. She said, "How can that be? Don't you watch television? Now the policy is open, the leaders above encourage individuals to do business. As for the business that Xiao Jiao mentioned, this idea will work!"
She knew how popular their family’s pot braised pork and meat buns were. At first, her grandson sold two or three kilograms of meat, which was a lot. But later, he sold more than ten kilograms a day. Some people even asked him for a reservation in advance. From her experienced insight, it won’t do badly if they really opened a pot braised meat restaurant in the town!
Xu Xiao Jiao went straight to calculating the accounts and added stimulation to the max, "Mom, you know how popular our pot braised pork is. And it's still secretive. If we open a store and sell it openly, there will definitely be more people coming to buy it. A jin of meat earns 60 to 70 cents. Even if we sell three or four pounds of meat a day and add our Roujiamo, we can easily earn 3-4 yuan a day. Calculating this, we can earn over a hundred yuan a month. You do the math. How much is it in a year?"
Xu Xiao Gang stretched out his fingers and widened his eyes, "Mom, more than a thousand!"
Wu Chun Hua was breathless after hearing this, "Really?"
Xu Xiao Jiao nodded affirmatively, "When did you ever see your daughter and your son-in-law doing a loss-making business?"
Having said that, Wu Chun Hua no longer hesitated this time and was willing to part with this money. She even felt a little excited and was ready to roll up her sleeves and do something big.
"That's settled. From what Mom sees, this house is good."
The family unanimously agreed and Song Wei Ping didn't hesitate. He made an agreement with the other party that very day and paid the deposit.
This house belongs to an old couple. Originally, the family had a son who had a state job in the town and the family had such a house in the town and lived a prosperous life. Unexpectedly, the son wasn’t very lucky enough to enjoy it. After a serious illness, he passed. With no children left, the old couple was so sad and missed their loved ones. So they simply moved back to their hometown. The house had been vacant and ready to be sold.
But for such a long time, they couldn't sell it, so they never cleaned it up. Some big things like tables, chairs and benches were placed in a mess.
After paying the deposit, Song Wei Ping made an agreement with the old couple. When they want to move out, they pack up and move out. Once the arrangement was almost done, he would pay the remaining balance and transfer the house.
The old couple were very happy and directly gifted all the things. Song Wei Ping didn't delay and they got the house in just two-three days.
A thin land deed was handed into Xu Xiao Jiao's hands.
Xu Xiao Jiao took it and took a good look at it with great interest, "Song Wei Ping, this is our first property."
Song Wei didn't have much emotion on the surface, but he would be lying if he said he wasn't excited in his heart.
Five years ago, if someone said that he could earn a thousand yuan in his life and be able to afford a bicycle and a large color television, Song Wei Ping would not believe it.
At that time, his family owed a lot of debt and his grandmother was in poor health. So he spent his days working and farming every day without any waves.
But since Xu Xiao Jiao appeared in his life, everything had been different.
Perhaps, all the suffering he suffered in the past was just to wait for her to come one day.
Then, everything made sense.
Song Wei Ping looked down at her, "I'll clean the house first. If you have any ideas, we can decorate it together then."
Speaking of this, Xu Xiao Jiao became interested.
"Yes, I have. I have a lot of ideas. From what I see, the yard isn’t small and the pomegranate tree is nice. Let’s install a hanging basket next to the tree."
In this era, at least in the countryside, even swings were rare, let alone hanging baskets. Xu Xiao Jiao pointed and guided Song Wei Ping. Thinking that he still didn't understand, she simply pulled him into the house and showed him the drawing.
"Look, that's it. The one above needs to be movable so that it can be rocked. But I don't know if there are any such hanging baskets that can hold people. It doesn't need to be too good. Anyway, it’ll be covered with blankets or something. But it has to be strong.”
Song Wei Ping carefully examined the picture she drew and had a basic idea. He even thought about how to cover the hanging basket if it rained.
"Hanging baskets are simple. Uncle Zhao in the village can make them. As long as they are baskets, no matter how big or small, he can make anything."
Xu Xiao Jiao slapped her head, "Yeah, why did I forget about Uncle Zhao? His nickname is Basket Weaver Zhao. It's definitely right to find him. Let's go find him after the meal. It won't take a long time."
During lunch time, the family sat together in a lively manner and listened to Xu Xiao Jiao’s news that Song Wei Ping was going to make a hanging basket for her. Then everyone started talking about how the new home should be decorated.
"Build flower beds on both sides of the door. Plant roses. They bloom for half a year."
This was Grandma Song, who loves flowers. Now that she was much stronger and there was no farming work at home, she gained a hobby of growing flowers and plants.
"I think the wall in the west room is a little dark. Need to paint it white to look bright and clean." This was Wu Chun Hua who already had an enterprising mind. Ever since Xu Xiao Jiao told her that they’ll open a pot braised meat shop, she took it seriously and thought about how to do a good job every day.
Originally, she thought it would be a good idea for her daughter and son-in-law to open this pot braised meat shop, but Xu Xiao Jiao said that Song Wei Ping would definitely go out to do business more often in the future. Since she was free, might as well sell pot braised pork at home. Which was perfect. She thought about it. It was the same to give half of the money she earns to son-in-law. After she figured it out, she started looking forward to moving.
"The new home is close to the school. When the time comes, I will bring my classmates to buy Roujiamo. Since I brought the Roujiamo to school, my classmates are all craving for it. When our Roujiamo shop opens, I will tell and bring them to buy!" This was Xu Xiao Gang, who started planning to promote before the matter was settled.
Xu Xiao Jiao was happy about Xu Xiao Gang promoting it. Students were the main force in food consumption. Those who could go to school wouldn’t really have bad family conditions. As long as their goods were good, they would be easy to sell.
However, she warned Xu Xiao Gang, "The pot braised pork and roujiamo shop isn’t happening yet, so don't brag about it and show it off everywhere."
Ever since Xu Xiao Jiao discovered that Xu Xiao Gang had a tendency to brag, she began to control his speech, fearing that her younger brother would be like those aunties in the village. Had no latch on their mouths and were noisy like a machine gun.
Xu Xiao Gang pursed his lips, "Elder Sister, didn't you say that you can't talk about things you haven't done yet? I've already listened to you. We bought a new house, so we can talk about it."
When Xu Xiao Jiao heard this, she immediately felt dumbfounded. Her younger brother would definitely be a good publicity person in the future. Fine, it seemed that buying a new house didn't have to wait until they moved and everyone in the village would know about it now.
Xu Xiao Jiao's guess was correct. Xu Xiao Gang was playing with the children in the village before lunch and told a few close friends about the new house. Then during lunch, the news of 'Song Wei Ping' family buying a new house in the town instantly became a big hit in the Meilin Village topic circle!
It was to the point that after dinner in the afternoon, when Song Wei Ping and Xu Xiao Jiao went to talk to Uncle Zhao about weaving hanging baskets, they were surrounded by a group of people from the village within three minutes of walking.
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