A leisurely life that begins with the possession of a game character

When they were chatting about the accuracy of fortune-telling and whether face or substance was more valuable, Zhang Jialin's voice came from the yard: "Zhang Lan! Zhang Lan! Is he in the house?"

"I'm here, what's the matter?" Zhang Lan answered in a raised voice, while quickly standing up and walking towards the door.

Before he reached the door, he heard hurried footsteps outside, and then Zhang Jialin appeared at the door, panting, and said while panting: "Hurry up... hurry up and go out with me to see the people."

Zhang Lan walked to the door in two steps and held Zhang Jialin, who was a little out of breath. As he walked out the door, he said, "Don't worry, let's talk while we walk."

After leaving the yard, Zhang Hu drove his car and stopped at the door. He leaned out of the car window and said to Zhang Jialin, "Boss, what happened? Why did you call me so urgently and ask me to drive over?"

"Let's get in the car first and talk about it on the way." Zhang Jialin said anxiously.

After getting in the car, Zhang Lan used his mobile phone to send a WeChat message to Li Yuan and Liu Xiaoyu to explain the situation. He said that he had urgent matters to attend to and asked them to go ahead and do whatever they wanted without waiting for him to return.

On the way to the city, Zhang Jialin explained why he was so anxious to get Zhang Lan over there.

The story begins with Zhang Jialin buying a house in the city. After Zhang Jialin bought the house in the city, because Haoran was still young, Zhang Jialin didn't think about decorating it for a while, and left the house empty after receiving it.

Zhang Jialin plans to use the house as his son's wedding house after he gets married in the future.

It means not using it as a wedding house. If the grandchildren go to school in the future, or if they don’t get along well with their son and daughter-in-law, it will be much better to separate than to have conflicts together.

Later, Zhang Haoran worked outside, fell in love early, and had a child.

His son and daughter-in-law were too young, and his in-laws didn’t have any requirements for the house, so Zhang Jialin didn’t make any special renovations to the house in the city just for his son’s marriage.

I just made some simple hardware and put it there, so that when my grandchildren go to school in the city in the future, they will have a place to stay if they don’t come home one day.

Because he was not in a hurry and he had nothing else to do, Zhang Jialin hired someone to do the renovation work, except for laying the floor tiles and plumbing, and he did the rest, such as painting the walls and applying whitewash, by himself.

Zhang Jialin would go to clean up the house every now and then when he was free during the day. Then suddenly one day, someone

I called him and told him that he was the new person who moved downstairs from me, and I got his phone number from the property management.

He gave Zhang Jialin some advice, saying that there were always people walking heavily in his house and dragging furniture on the floor, which made a lot of noise. He said he had neurasthenia and couldn't sleep because of the noise.

When Zhang Jialin first received the call, he really thought it was his fault, because he went to the house to do renovations, and his walking and using tools would inevitably disturb the people working the night shift. So he apologized to them and said he would pay more attention in the future.

Later, when he went to clean up the house, Zhang Jialin met the other party several times. He was a middle-aged man in his fifties. He seemed to be in a not very healthy mental state. His eyes were wandering and he didn't dare to look people in the eye when talking to them face to face. He lived alone downstairs and complained that Zhang Jialin walked around at eight or nine o'clock in the morning and made him unable to sleep.

Zhang Jialin patiently explained to him several times, saying that he would pay more attention in the future. He also emphasized that he was rarely upstairs, he only came to do renovations occasionally, and most of the time the noise had nothing to do with him.

But this person would still call Zhang Jialin every now and then to complain, and his tone became increasingly tough. No matter how he explained, he would not listen, and just said that he was disturbed and it was very annoying.

One day, Zhang Jialin had gone to bed late at night when the other party called again and asked what his family was doing, saying that he was moving furniture around and running around in high heels. He also said that Zhang Jialin had pushed down furniture and smashed it on the ground.

Zhang Jialin got angry when he heard this and told the other party that he was at home and not in that house at all, and that he must have heard it wrong. Zhang Jialin did not answer the other party's calls that day and simply turned off his phone.

The next morning, Zhang Jialin drove over to see what was going on. As soon as he went upstairs, he found the man downstairs was lying on the door of Zhang Jialin's house, listening to the noise. It was obvious that he thought Zhang Jialin was lying to him, and wanted to squat at the door to block Zhang Jialin in the morning.

Zhang Jialin got angry. If you don't believe that there's no one at home, then come in and take a good look. He pulled him in and saw a layer of dust on the ground, with no traces of footsteps or furniture being pushed or pulled.

The house was being renovated, and everything was visible when the door was opened, leaving the other party speechless.

Then Zhang Jialin thought the man was a little crazy, so he started making up nonsense to him.

Zhang Jialin said to the other party: Do you know why I bought a house but don’t live in it, and why I only do the renovation during the day at regular intervals?

The other party didn't quite understand what Zhang Jialin meant and asked Zhang Jialin what the reason was.

Zhang Jialin pulled the other person into his room mysteriously, closed the door and said to the other person: You have just moved here, so you probably haven't heard of it. When our building was just handed over two years ago, a couple upstairs had a family conflict and the woman ran to the window and jumped out of the building.

Since then, people have always heard quarrels, the sound of things being thrown, and the sound of people running around in high heels. Now most of the old residents in the building have either sold their houses or moved away for this reason.

I have no choice. I am from the countryside and have worked hard for half my life. If I sell the house now, I will lose a lot of money. I can only bite the bullet and come here every now and then to renovate it myself. I will wait and see when I have enough time, but I dare not live here.

As soon as Zhang Jialin finished speaking, the other party's eyes widened, but he still tried to remain calm, and said to Zhang Jialin with a dry smile: Do you still believe in these things?

Zhang Jialin curled his lips and said: It is better to believe it exists than to believe it does not.

Then a few days later, it was late at night again and the other party called again. The man's voice on the phone was trembling, and he asked Zhang Jialin: Are you upstairs?

Zhang Jialin said: Didn’t I tell you that I live in my hometown, not over there?

Then the other party said: They started pulling tables upstairs again.

At this time, Zhang Jialin pretended not to care and said: Oh, I just said it casually, why did you take it seriously? It must be the voice from someone else. If you don’t believe me, go upstairs and take a look or shout and you will know.

The other party said again: Why don’t you come over and let’s go see what’s going on together.

Zhang Jialin said: I've gone to bed, let's talk about it later.

Then Zhang Jialin turned off his phone and went to sleep, secretly laughing at the man for being so timid that he believed such a thing. He could just ask anyone and find out the truth.

Zhang Jialin didn't take it seriously, but when he went to the new house later, he found that the man downstairs had moved out. Zhang Jialin was relieved, because it was good that he had moved out, and no one would call him in the middle of the night anymore.