Rebirth at Seventy: Counterattack on Life

Zhou Jinxin took the key and ran to the dormitory, then went back to get his things to prepare for moving to a new home.

Feeling excited╰(*°▽°*)╯

After being allocated a house at this time, it was not like the later generations who had to renovate it. Firstly, they had no money to renovate it, and secondly, they didn’t have the nerve to do it. They didn’t think that the built house still needed to be renovated.

Song Zhengyang had just finished his work and when he returned to Duanli, he saw Zhou Jinxing running out in high spirits.

Stop quickly.

"What are you doing here?"

Song Zhengyang saw Zhou Jinxin walking out at Duanmen's door and called her to ask.

Looking at her like this, you can tell whether she is happy to split the house, or whether she is deliberately trying to tease her.

"I just got the key and I want to go to the dormitory to check out and move my things to the new house."

Zhou Jinxin shook the key in his hand, and the joy on his face was beyond words.

Another thing is that employees who have been allocated houses are no longer allowed to live in the dormitories they applied for.

So she had to move as soon as possible.

"Let's go, I'm fine, I'll stay with you."

Song Zhengyang smiled and went over, preparing to accompany her.

"Okay."

Zhou Jinxin didn't refuse either. Having a companion was always better than him.

The two smiled at each other and walked out side by side.

Secretary Xiao Wang looked at the backs of the two of them, and then looked at the bags, books, teacups, documents he was carrying in his hands...

all right?

Song Shu~Ji, do you really think you are fine?

"How big of a house have you been allocated? Are you satisfied with the floors?

I've been so busy these past two days that I forgot to ask you.

You're not angry with me, are you? "

Song Zhengyang has been very busy these days.

I had only said hello to Chen Dongfang before, hoping to get a relatively better apartment. I don’t know if it was done.

"We allocated a third floor with a 64-square-meter junior room."

Zhou Jinxin actually likes the third floor, but if she really wants it, her father will struggle to go up and down the stairs. Not only will her mother be getting older day by day, it will become more and more difficult in the future.

Instead of thinking of ways to change it later, it's better to solve it now.

"That's pretty good. The middle floor has good lighting and a good view."

Song Zhengyang also thought it was good and nodded as he spoke.

"Hey, with my father's body, how can he go to the third floor? I moved to the first floor with someone else."

Zhou Jinxin shook his head. What's the use of being good? It has to be practical.

"It doesn't matter if it's the first floor. Not to mention anything else, even beds, tables, chairs, benches, wardrobes, etc. are all easier to move into the house than other floors.

In one place, Uncle Zhou would like to come out and sit down in the future to get some fresh air, which would be more convenient. "

When Song Zhengyang heard what she said, he didn't look at her strangely like others, but instead analyzed the benefits of the first floor for her.

Comrade Xiao Zhou is right, it must be practical.

"If you don't tell me, I will forget it.

There is nothing in the house.

Then what should I go to get? There's not even a place to put it. "

Zhou Jinxin only remembered after hearing what Song Zhengyang said.

Clear water room.

It's really clear water.

There is really nothing in the house except the walls.

She even took the bedding and clothes and had nowhere to put them.

Zhou Jinxin laughed while talking. Is this really so happy that he is so happy?

“Let’s go, I’ll take you to a place to make furniture.

But hurry up, maybe you can get us a break, jump in line, and do it in advance. "

Song Zhengyang seemed to have expected this outcome, and took her straight to the furniture factory.

"Xiao Song, you are a rare visitor. Are you here to order furniture?"

A gay man in the furniture factory who was a few years older than Song Zhengyang came out and greeted Song Zhengyang warmly.

On the other hand, Song Zhengyang's expression didn't change much. Although he was smiling, he was not as happy as the other party.

When Song Zhengyang arrived, he specifically asked the guard to contact him. Zhou Jinxin thought he was a good friend with whom he had a good relationship.

Looking at it this way, it seems that they are just ordinary friends.

"Yes, I want to buy a set of furniture.

Bed, table, chairs, bench and wardrobe. "

Song Zhengyang did not show any politeness and simply explained his purpose of visit concisely.

“Our factory does mass production.

But how many sets of our relationship do you want? "

The man originally wanted to argue with his accent, but after seeing Song Zhengyang's face, he immediately changed his tune.

"Three beds, two wardrobes, and a set of tables and chairs."

Zhou Jinxin thought about it for a while, and based on her mother's personality of being reluctant to throw away things, there is a high probability that the furniture at home will be taken to the new home.

Except for the fact that the kang at home cannot be pulled out and the bed needs to be made, there is no need to buy anything else that is so comprehensive.

We just released a new model a few days ago, and now we have a few sets of samples left, which have been on sale for two or three months. Would you like to take a look? "

The man asked tentatively.

After all, almost all people who want to buy furniture are getting married. Some people think that this kind of furniture is not brand new and is unlucky, so it is not very marketable.

"Okay."

Zhou Jinxin doesn't care. In modern times, when new furniture is bought home, it needs to be left for several months to let the smell go away. Isn't it just right that there is no need to let the smell go away when there are samples?

"Okay, come this way.

If you are interested in something, I will give you the internal price. "

The man boldly patted his chest and promised.

Zhou Jinxin nodded happily.

If you can get a discount, that would be great.

Entering the warehouse, Zhou Jinxin was dazzled by the various pieces of furniture placed in the warehouse.

Not because there are many styles, but because the styles are all similar.

These are pretty much the same things, nothing too challenging.

Zhou Jinxin chose three double beds, two wardrobes, a set of tables and chairs, a high and low cabinet and a washstand.

High and low cabinets are one of the most common pieces of furniture nowadays. She had seen them at Xiao Qiao's house.

Zhou Jinxin feels that such high and low cabinets are very practical. Different items can be placed in different cabinets. The glass sliding doors of the low cabinets make it easy to access things.

It happened to be available here, so I bought one.

The same goes for the washstand. Now that it has been moved into a building, it is not like in a bungalow. A stool can be placed in the yard to place the washbasin.

In the house, you still need a washstand.

This washstand has a shelf that can hold a washbasin, and towels can be hung on the crossbar, which is very convenient.

There were so many things, no tickets required, and the total cost was 150 yuan.

Zhou Jinxin counted it, and found that it was no less than the "36 legs" of furniture that people buy for weddings nowadays. It only cost one hundred and fifty, which should be cheap.

After all, the furniture '36 legs' needed to buy for the wedding cost more than 200 yuan.

"Thank you.

Send it to the new family residence in the Public Works Section. "

Song Zhengyang thanked him and asked for the goods to be delivered to his door.

"Okay, I just have nothing to do right now, so I'll let someone deliver it to you."

The gay men in the furniture factory seemed to take good care of Song Zhengyang. Zhou Jinxin didn't know what their relationship was, so he just nodded and expressed his gratitude.

"Let's go, go back first, and deliver it in a moment. Go back and prepare to receive the goods."

Song Zhengyang spoke in a low voice and leaned into Zhou Jinxin's ear.

Zhou Jinxin nodded and followed him out. She just had to mind her own business. It was not her turn to worry about other people's affairs.