my return to life

"If this living room were to lead directly to the second floor, the height of the empty floor would be nearly seven meters, so there is no need to change it?

You can finish the small platform on the second floor and turn it into a living room, divided into upper and lower floors. In the future, when you grow up and get married, you will just live on a separate floor from your parents. "

Fang Nian explained with a smile: "One is enough for the living room, and the load is calculated on the construction drawings."

"..."

Fang Nian basically answered all the questions raised by the master.

Because at the beginning of the design, he had considered the construction level in the countryside, and he actually had experience in building a house once.

There were regrets in the design and construction of that villa.

All changed this time.

Including the extra space in the living room, which makes the living room look particularly spacious...

This afternoon, there were fewer bamboos on the bamboo mountain, and the space vacated was just enough.

Fang Nian also finished answering the master's doubts, and heard a lot of compliments...

... After a tiring day, dinner is extraordinarily delicious.

Especially Fang Xin, who rarely ate with big mouthfuls.

She is the youngest, tired of her No.1.

Her footprints almost covered the entire old Fang's house up and down.

Fang Nian thought to himself, "It would be nice if I just ran around, and my body should be a little cleaner!" '

During the meal, Lin Feng discussed with Fang Zhengguo to find a geographer to check the orientation of the hall.

Looking at the feng shui of a mansion in the countryside, it is relatively simple.

Just determine where the center of the hall is facing.

After determining the orientation position, a small wooden stick will be inserted in the front and back of the hall, and when the master begins to lay the foundation, he will draw a string to determine the orientation of the foundation of the entire house.

A total of 180-degree plane, in fact, there are not many angles that can be used.

For example, as far as the old Fang's family is concerned, it is impossible to sit due north and face south.

A suitable south-west orientation can only be found in a west-facing direction.

Fortunately, the angle of the old Fang’s house is not on the north-south line of the plane, but on the northeast-southwest side.

"..."

After saying a few words about the house, Lin Feng looked at Fang Nian and said.

"When are you going to leave tomorrow?"

"Whatever, I'll go by car anyway." Fang Nian said.

Lin Feng continued: "Then you go to grandma's house in the morning?"

"I'll kill a chicken in the morning, and you'll send it over."

Fang Nian thought for a while: "Well, I'll ride there tomorrow and take the car directly from grandma to Tangli."

Lin Feng hummed: "It's fine, let your dad go with him, and when he rides back, there is no place to put it at your grandma's house."

"..."

Originally, Fang Nian didn't plan to go to grandma's house again this time.

There is not much time for holidays. In winter, it is cold to ride a motorcycle, and I really don’t want to take the No. 11 car. I thought about going there with Lin Feng and the others on New Year’s Day.

But if you have something to do, go for it.

The next morning, Fang Nian groaned and rode his motorcycle to the countryside of Weinan.

Fortunately, this time I took a pair of labor protection gloves from home and wore a motorcycle hat, so it wasn't so cold.

However, the north wind still blew across the skin of Wuyang Wuyang.

Cold.

But Fang Nian felt that Comrade Fang Zhengguo sitting in the back was not cold at all, and he was still wearing an autumn suit.

After Fang Zhengguo said hello to Fang Nian's grandmother, he left without taking a sip of tea. There are indeed many things to do at home.

Fang Nian carried his own bag, carried the slaughtered and chopped chicken, put it on the cupboard, clapped his hands, and shouted: "Grandma, the chicken is here for you."

"Your mother is really, let you come and deliver."

The old man babbled a few words at first.

"It's very cold to ride a bike now."

Fang Nian smiled and waved his hands: "Just come over to have a meal and go to school."

"Eat two bites at noon. In the afternoon, you stew the chicken in the rice pot, and drink chicken soup at night."

Of course the old man thought it was impossible, but in the end he could not refuse, so he agreed.

He said again: "Don't give me any more money this time."

"You give me money every time you come here, your mother will also say you when she finds out, and you even build a house at home!"

Fang Nian laughed: "The money I earn by myself is out of my mother's control. After my house is built, I will pick you up to live in. Then I won't give you any money, and let my mother buy it for you. "

Then he said: "Even if you eat meat once every two days and buy other things, the 1000 yuan should be spent."

The old man couldn't shirk again, so he had to accept the 1000 yuan prepared next year.

In fact, if Fang Nian was the only one who gave the money, then according to Fang Nian's rounding algorithm, there would be no problem at all.

Eating meat is still expensive.

Moreover, although the old man is in good health, he may occasionally catch a cold, and it costs money for infusions and injections.

Lunch consisted of a meat dish and a vegetable. The old man hurriedly put all the meat into Fang Nian's bowl. This time it was Fang Nian's turn and couldn't shirk.

"..."

Before leaving, Fang Nian looked back at the old man who had stopped at the porch to watch him off, and he could clearly see the wrinkles on his face filled with satisfied smiles.

Fang Nian suddenly said something in his heart——

"All I yearn for."

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The first paid broken bowl, Chong Chong Chong Chong.

Chapter 100 My Return to Life

The last day of November, cloudy.

There are few pedestrians on Tangli Street, and the shouting is not as powerful as usual.

Facing the north wind, Fang Nian walked through Tangli Street and arrived at the staff quarter.

Humming a little tune, he took out the key to unlock and push the door.

"Squeak~"

The humming ditty was blocked in his nostrils, and he made a 'swoosh' sound.

"This is unit 3, 502..."

The surprise and suspicion on Fang Nian's face fully reflected his mood at the moment.

502, big change.

"The consequences of exempting rent?"

Fang Nian was puzzled, and muttered as he walked: "Even the living room has been replaced with wallpaper, why is there no TV, refrigerator..."

The walls of the living room, which were originally plastered, were pasted with soft wallpaper, and the fluorescent lamps for lighting were also replaced with chandeliers.

However, there are not many large items such as TV cabinets, TV sets, refrigerators, and multi-person sofas.

It still looks empty, but there is a single sofa, a small coffee table, and an area rug.

"Something's wrong."

Then he walked in, and when he passed the bathroom, Fang Nian glanced in by accident and paused.

"Ah this!"

There is an extra bathtub in the bathroom by the window!

After a closer look, the original shower head is still there, but the wet and dry separation has been re-done, and the bathroom has just been filled.

Fang Nian once liked bathtubs very much.

One of the main reasons for this is that baths give him more clarity than showers.

Reacting to actually not only making the inspiration for writing clear, but also making decisions about company affairs clearer...

There are more bookcases in the study room, the desk has been replaced with a new one, which is simple and elegant, and the chair has been replaced with an ergonomic chair.

Although it began to appear as early as the 90s of last century, the current market activity is not very high.

The bed in the bedroom has been upgraded from 1.5 meters to 2 meters, and there are more bedside tables.

In addition, there are more scattered things such as wardrobes, laundry baskets, washing machines, and shoe cabinets.

"Tsk tsk..."

Fang Nian pursed his lips in amazement.

After putting down his backpack, Fang Nian turned his head and knocked on the door of 501. Guan Qiuhe's voice came from inside: "It's not locked."

Pushing open the door, Fang Nian immediately saw Guan Qiuhe sitting cross-legged on the sofa, kneading melon seeds and watching TV.

"You have to drink tea and make yourself."

Fang Nian sat down on the single sofa and looked at Guan Qiuhe: "Sister He, are you going to explain to me?"

"Improve your living conditions." Guan Qiuhe replied casually.

He didn't take his eyes off the TV.

Fang Nian thought about his choice of words: "I can live here for half a year at most, so it's not necessary to spend so much energy?"

"I think this has been prepared for a long time."

Guan Qiuhe thought for a while, and said, "For more than ten days, there are some things that Tongfeng can't buy."

"You don't need to thank me, it's a drop in the bucket compared to the 200 million you earned with me."

"The refrigerator and TV are unnecessary, so I didn't buy them. Anyway, you have to go to school most of the time, and eat at my house. If there is anything in the refrigerator that you want to eat, just let me know."

"As for the bathtub, I heard you talk about it, so I installed one for you."

Fang Nian smiled, and sighed, "Okay, who let me find such a rich landlord."

"Thank you sister He, remember to tell me next time, so that I don't think I'm in someone else's house."

He knew that Guan Qiuhe should have thought about it for a long time, and in the end, he might have thought of improving Fang Nian's living conditions with a slap of his head.

Because Guan Qiuhe owns the house, he can find any excuse, which is the best of both worlds.

After all, with 2008 million yuan in 200, you can buy a house in any city in China.

Never mind that the four trillion yuan is not planned.

Guan Qiuhe looked away from the TV, looked Fang Nian up and down, curled his lips and said, "You look so good-looking?"

Fang Nian was not embarrassed either.

If you want to be beautiful, you can think about it, it's nothing.

"Has the house started?"

"Beginning to prepare..."

After talking gossip, the sky darkened.

Fang Nian helped Guan Qiuhe prepare dinner.