Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

After thinking for a while, he quickly refused in a low voice: "Yang Ruihua, why are you in such a hurry in the broad daylight? The children are still at home."

"Let's talk about this tonight after they go to sleep. Don't let the children see it. It will have a bad influence."

When the third aunt heard this, she was stunned for a moment. When she reacted, her face suddenly turned red and she punched him hard with her fist.

Then he cursed at her: "You old bastard, you are so frivolous, you keep thinking about nonsense, shut up!"

After returning home, before Yan Bugui could put down the things in his hands, the third aunt brought Lin Donglai and others to the gate of the courtyard.

The two discussed the Lin family's house for a long time. The man talked and laughed, and seemed very satisfied with the house.

Then he asked doubtfully, "Old Yan, do you think that Donglai wants to sell his house to someone else?"

Hearing what the third aunt said, Yan Bugui laughed: "I thought it was something important, but it turns out to be just this?"

"Even if his family wants to sell the house, it has nothing to do with our family. Why make such a fuss about it?"

"The Lin family's house is nice. If our family can buy it, it would be great if we could let the eldest couple and Jiefang Jiekuang live there."

"Yang Ruihua, what are you dreaming about? Even if Donglai wants to sell his house to our family, we don't have that much money."

As soon as the third aunt finished her words, she was interrupted by Yan Bugui. There was nothing she could do, as this was the situation in the Yan family.

The couple has been frugal over the years, so it would be a lie to say that they have no savings, but they don't have enough savings to buy the Lin family's house in one go.

It's always too cruel. After hearing what Yan Bugui said, the third aunt didn't say anything. She sat at the table with the dishes in her hand, thinking about something.

Yan Bugui ignored her and walked straight to the door to take care of his beloved flowers and plants.

After a while, seeing that the third aunt had no intention of cooking, she shouted into the house: "Yang Ruihua, go cook quickly, I'm hungry."

The third aunt did not respond. After waiting for a while, there was no movement in the house. Just as Yan Bugui was walking towards the house in annoyance,

She also walked out of the house, and when she saw Yan Bugui, she immediately took his hand and walked back into the house.

Yan Bugui shook him off and said, "What are you doing? If you have anything to say, just say it here. I'm listening."

The third aunt looked around and saw that no one noticed them. She lowered her voice and said, "Old Yan, I have an idea about the Lin family's house."

In Yan Bugui's mind, the third aunt is uneducated and unemployed. She just hangs around the stove and children at home all day long. She is the typical example of someone with long hair but little knowledge.

He said sarcastically, "Tell me about it. I want to see if this is a good idea."

Yan Bugui was planning to give Third Aunt a scolding after hearing what she said, but he didn't expect that he would laugh as soon as Third Aunt finished her words.

"Sure, Yang Ruihua, you're pretty quick-witted. I'll go talk to Dong about it after dinner. I hope he'll agree."

The proposal was accepted and the three aunts were very happy. They obediently walked into the kitchen and started preparing dinner for the family.

After dinner, Yan Bugui went straight to the Lin family. Lin Dongyi took Hei Dou to go to the toilet outside, and Lin Donglai was the only one in the room.

Yan Bugui knocked twice on the door. Lin Donglai looked up and saw him. He greeted him, "Uncle, have you eaten yet? Do you have something to talk to me about?"

He nodded quickly: "Hey! I've finished my meal, Donglai, I came to discuss something with you."

"What's the matter, Uncle? Sit down and talk slowly." After saying that, Lin Donglai poured him a glass of water.

Seeing Lin Donglai sitting opposite him, waiting to hear him speak, Yan Bugui was actually a little panicked. It must be said that this kid's aura was too strong now.

He paused, then stuttered as he told his aunt's suggestion and his own ideas.

At last he said, "Don't worry, Donglai, I will pay you on time and I won't owe you a penny."

After hearing what Yan Bugui said, Lin Donglai laughed secretly. What the hell was going on?

"Uncle, who told you that I want to sell my house?"

This house is the root left by Lin's parents, and contains all kinds of memories of the original owner and his sister Dongyi from childhood to adulthood.

Even when he was short of money, Lin Donglai never thought of selling the house, not to mention that he was not short of money at the moment.

And what are the requirements that Yan Bugui put forward? What does it mean to pay monthly and pay it off in five years?

Isn't this the same as buying a house with a loan in later generations? The difference is that the lender has to pay interest to the bank, but Yan Bugui didn't say a word about this.

"Don't worry about who said it. I heard that you brought someone to see the house today."

"Dongla, we are old neighbors who know each other well. It's better to sell this house to me than to someone else. At least I won't cause you any trouble afterwards."

Lin Donglai almost thought he was going to sell his house. He thought about it for a while and suddenly realized:

"I see. It was Third Aunt who told you about this, right?" Seeing Yan Bugui nod in agreement, he continued, "Third Aunt misunderstood."

"The man today is a colleague from our purchasing department. We agreed to go fishing together tomorrow. He came to identify the house and come to see me early tomorrow morning."

After Lin Donglai finished speaking, he looked at Yan Bugui happily, waiting to see what he would say.

Yan Bugui was embarrassed and laughed dryly, saying, "So that's how it is. It seems we misunderstood."

"Well, Donglai, just pretend that Third Master didn't say anything just now. I...I'll go back first."

Yan Bugui quickened his pace and walked back home in one breath. When the third aunt saw him coming back, she immediately came forward and smiled, "How is it, Old Yan, did Donglai agree?"

Yan Bugui, who had been embarrassed, immediately became angry when he heard what the third aunt said: "Yang Ruihua, are you deliberately trying to embarrass me?"

"The Lin family has no intention of selling the house at all. The person who was with him at the door today was a colleague from their purchasing department."

"I'm not saying you're such a gossip. You don't do your job and just cause me trouble."

After saying that, Yan Bugui didn't give the third aunt a chance to explain, and went straight out the door to tend to the flowers and plants.

The third aunt was scolded for a few words, and the more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. She sat on the kang, wiped her tears and complained quietly: "I am doing this for the good of this family."

"You said I didn't do my job. Who cooked the food at home? Who washed the clothes I wore? You old man have no conscience."

Just as she was nagging more and more excitedly, Yan Jiecheng's voice came from the inner room: "Mom, it sounds like my dad is outside tending to his flowers and plants."

"If you have anything to say, please go outside and talk to him. I was just about to fall asleep after a tiring day when you woke me up."

These words completely chilled the third aunt's heart. It was fine if the old man looked down on her and blamed her.

Yan Jiecheng, who only paid eight yuan a month for household expenses, dared to point fingers at her. How could she tolerate this? She immediately went into the inner room and cursed:

"Boss, do you still have a conscience? I, your mother, am so upset, and you don't even say a few words to comfort me? I really raised you in vain..."