The quick-traveling villain has no way to escape.

In 1993, housing prices were unimaginably cheap.

In Song Tingyun's hometown city, you can buy a large piece of land in the city center for 3000 yuan.

Grandma Wang also likes to see them, and her children are not short of money. For a courtyard house covering an area of ​​more than 500 square meters, two by two, they only asked Xu Mingli and the others for fifteen thousand yuan.

The price is very low in the capital.

Song Tingyun and Xu Mingli decided to buy it after discussing it, but the total money they had together was just over 13,000 yuan. Fortunately, Grandma Wang was kind and only charged them 10,000 yuan, saying that she would have the rest. Give again.

Since they have decided to buy a house, it involves the issue of transfer of ownership. Xu Mingli and Song Tingyun both have their registered residence in other places. Grandma Wang advised them to transfer their registered residence here. Since they have bought a house in the capital, they should develop in the capital in the future. Back home.

So Song Tingyun and Xu Mingli embarked on their journey home on the seventh month after leaving home, with a combined pocket of less than one thousand yuan.

Song Tingyun's mission completion rate has also reached 90%.

After a one-day and two-night train journey, they returned home without notifying anyone at home.

On the day they arrived home, Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Song burst into tears because they missed and felt distressed.

When they learned that they were planning to come back and move their registered residence to the capital, the elders in the family fell silent.

They have lived in a small place all their lives and have no illusions about becoming rich. Now their children suddenly want to remove all their roots. They cannot accept it.

"Dabao, why don't you just transfer your household registration?" Mother Song couldn't figure it out no matter how hard she tried, "If you transfer your household registration, wouldn't it mean that you don't want it at all? Look at the people who are the same age as you in the village. All are fathers of two children."

"Mom." Song Tingyun held Song's mother's hand and persuaded, "No matter whether my registered permanent residence has been moved or not, my roots will always be here. I will definitely be able to make a living in the future, but I will definitely not be able to make a fortune."

"I want you and my father, my grandma, and my sisters to live a good life. I don't want you to live your whole life as a person with your face turned to the earth and your back to the sky."

"Just let me move my household registration. I just moved my household registration to make it easier for me to develop in the capital and never come back."

"But..." Mother Song was still not very willing.

"Mom, let me ask you, do I look good in this outfit when I come back this time?"

"style."

"Everyone in the capital is so impressive. From now on, I can make you and my father be as impressive. People have to look far away to see mom."

"Dabao, let me think about it, let mom think about it."

On the other side, Xu Mingli was also discussing with Mrs. Xu at home.

Mrs. Xu's reaction was very calm. She didn't say she disagreed or agreed. She also said she wanted him to think about it.

The two people did ideological work for the family for more than a week, and finally revealed that they were doing a small business in the capital and could earn dozens of dollars a day, and the elder agreed.

The elders agreed. Song Tingyun did not dare to delay for a moment. He went to the police station to get a certificate and rushed back to the capital.

After returning home, I immediately took some land use certificates and property rights certificates and went to the local police station to apply for the household registration transfer. Because they had a house, the procedure was very fast. They just signed and fingerprinted.

In 1993, ID cards had not yet been implemented, and the identification number only had 15 digits. Song Tingyun got the household registration books belonging to him and Xu Mingli.

Grandma Wang immigrated with her son, and the owner of this courtyard house changed.

Song Tingyun and Xu Mingli also moved from the small single room in the wing room to the master bedroom.

Grandma Wang just took away some important things and left all the furniture and the like here to save them money on buying more.

In May, the locust tree in the west corner of the courtyard is in bloom. The white flowers have not yet unfolded, and the strings are hanging there, exuding a sweet fragrance.

Song Tingyun recognized this. These flowers can be eaten after being picked.

Xu Mingli went out to buy fruits, while Song Tingyun used a hook to hook the locust flowers at home.

The gate is open, and naked children in the alleys are running through the streets. They have lived here for more than half a year and are now the owners of this courtyard.

The surrounding neighbors are also familiar with it. Some people directly ask their children to come over with small bamboo baskets and ask Song Tingyun for sophora flowers to steam and eat.

Song Tingyun was always generous. He would give it to children when they came to ask for them. Sometimes he would even give these children fruits to eat.

It is said that fruit sellers cannot eat fresh fruit, but this saying does not apply to Song Tingyun. Xu Mingli would never give Song Tingyun rotten fruit, and he would not give it to him even if he got bruised.

What he brought back to Song Tingyun was all fresh and expensive.

It is because of generosity.

Song Tingyun and Xu Mingli had a good reputation in the nearby alleys. Many people felt that their relationship was unusual, and they did not show any disgust.

After cooking at noon, Song Tingyun packed it in a thermos box and sent it to Xu Mingli.

For his convenience, Xu Mingli bought him a Phoenix brand bicycle, and Song Tingyun rode the bicycle to find Xu Mingli.

Nowadays, Xu Mingli is becoming more and more experienced. Maybe he is doing business and often dealing with people. Over time, he has developed a fluent capital dialect.

Seeing Song Tingyun coming over, Xu Mingli immediately stopped chatting with others and walked towards Song Tingyun: "What delicious food did you cook today?"

"Everything I do tastes delicious to you, does that make sense?" Song Tingyun glanced at him and stuffed the thermos box into his arms, "How was business this morning?"

"Very good." Xu Mingli asked Song Tingyun to go and sit down behind the stall, "Are you bored at home? How about I buy you a TV?"

"I don't watch that stuff." Song Tingyun was not interested in the TV set that looked like tofu cubes and was in black and white, and you had to twist it with your hands to adjust the channel.

And he should be leaving this world soon. The mission completion rate has reached 95%, and he will probably leave in the next second.

"Then what do you want? I heard that there are now things you can carry with you to make calls. Once we finish paying off Grandma Wang's money, I will buy you one."

Xu Mingli was talking about Motorola 3200, the legendary Big Brother.

Song Tingyun was not interested in this either.

He doesn't want anything, he just wants Xu Mingli to be happy.

"I don't want anything, I want you."

"I'm yours." Xu Mingli sat on the pony, eating a big meal with a very satisfied expression. "I have a career, a house, and a lover now. I don't lack anything."

"Xu Mingli."

"What's wrong?"

"I love you very much. I love you very much."

Ding-dong-

[Dear host, congratulations on completing the system task of this small world. Now the next small world will be opened for you immediately. This small world will be suspended and the memory will be sealed.]

The system prompt sounded.

Xu Mingli seemed to be saying something, but unfortunately Song Tingyun couldn't hear a word.