Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Seeing that Old Lady Shen didn't want to chat in the yard, Chen Jun knew that this matter might have to be done behind someone's back.

So after washing up, Chen Jun went to Old Lady Shen's house.

In the room, Xiaohua was sitting at the table folding some toys. When she saw Chen Jun coming, she called him "Brother" in a crisp voice.

Chen Jun smiled and rubbed her head, then pulled over a chair and sat down.

Old Lady Shen poured him a glass of water and said with a smile: "Xiaojun, you know our family conditions. I called you here today because I have something to tell you."

"It's okay. Grandma Shen, if you have anything to say, please tell me. Although I am not very capable, I will try my best to help."

"I'm not asking you for help." Old Mrs. Shen waved her hand: "Our family conditions are not very good, and I'm getting old. It's becoming more and more inconvenient to live in the city. I want to go back to my hometown when I get old."

"The day before yesterday, my nephew from my hometown asked a friend to send a letter, saying that his family..."

A few minutes later, Chen Jun picked up the cup, took a sip of water, and nodded.

So that's what happened.

Old Mrs. Shen felt that she and Xiaohua were getting older, and it would be too stressful for the two of them to live in the city, relying on each other, so they might as well return to their hometown.

I haven't had any opportunity before, but this time it happened that my nephew's family built a new yard and had a third child, so the family needed an elder to take care of the children.

As soon as Mrs. Shen heard it, she agreed immediately.

Instead of living a miserable life in the city, it is better to go back to the countryside and live with her nephew, so that when she gets old, there will be someone to take care of Xiaohua.

"It's really nice to go back to my hometown. Are you willing, Xiaohua?" As he said that, Chen Jun rubbed Xiaohua's head again.

This girl grew up in the city. Can she adapt to the countryside?

"I'm willing. My nephew's child can keep her company, and she won't have to stay in the house all day." Old Mrs. Shen looked at Xiaohua with a kind face.

Xiaohua is an introvert and doesn't interact much with the other children in the courtyard. The only one she has a good relationship with, Lin Yao, will also be going to school in a few days.

"That's fine. Life in the countryside is less stressful. Just growing some vegetables in the yard will be enough for the whole family to eat." Chen Jun said.

"Correct!"

Old Mrs. Shen thought the same as Chen Jun. Although life was difficult before, they could barely make ends meet. But now food prices have risen in the city, and the cost of living has become increasingly high.

But she is old and doesn't make much money, so she might as well go back to the countryside to live.

"Well, Xiaojun, Xiaohua and I won't be back this time when we go back to the countryside. I came to you today mainly to ask, are you interested in buying a house?"

"Our house was bought by Grandpa Xiaohua. If you like this house, just buy it."

"If I don't like it, I'll go ask someone else."

buy house?

Upon hearing this, Chen Jun couldn't help but glance at the situation in the room.

Old Mrs. Shen’s room is not small, and is about the same size as the Jia family’s.

Although the Chen family has no shortage of houses at the moment, who would complain about having too many houses in a city?

This is a courtyard house in Nanluoguxiang. Even decades later, a single room there could be sold for a sky-high price.

Moreover, there are more and more people in Beijing now, and many people cannot rent a house even if they go to the street office. For example, the Jia family, a family of three lives in a house, and they have long wanted a second room, but there are no vacant houses for rent on the street, so they set their sights on their home.

"Sure, how much do you plan to sell it for, Grandma Shen?"

Chen Jun thought that if the price was right, he would just buy it, and when he cleaned up the house later, he would clean up this room as well.

When the time comes, I can move here and live alone in peace and quiet. When I find a partner in the future, we both will have our own independent space.

"If you want, two hundred dollars will do."

"Oh, two hundred is too low. Grandma Shen, you may not have asked about the price. A house like yours can be sold for at least two hundred, thirty or four hundred."

After all, it's a house in a poor city. Let alone two hundred and thirty or four hundred, even if I list it for two hundred and forty or five hundred, I can still find a buyer even if I'm not in a hurry to sell it.

The price offered by Old Lady Shen was too low, as if she was deliberately letting him take advantage of her.

Hearing Chen Jun say that the price was too low, Old Lady Shen smiled and said, "It will take a long time to sell it for two hundred and thirty or four hundred. I want to move out in two days, so two hundred yuan will be fine. Xiaojun, you are a good person with a kind heart. I feel at ease selling the house to you."

Old Mrs. Shen knew what the other people in the hospital were like. Although her price of two hundred was considered cheap, others would definitely lower the price if they were in her place.

It’s just like the Jia family. If Jia Zhang knew about this, she would not want to give them a penny and would occupy the house after they moved out.

After selling the house to Chen Jun, Mrs. Shen felt at ease.

Chen Jun also knew that Mrs. Shen had deliberately given the price as a friendly gesture, and she guessed that she wanted to repay the favor of borrowing money from her before.

But two hundred yuan is really too low. Although Mrs. Shen will spend less money after moving to the countryside, she still cannot be without money.

What if I have a headache or a fever? I can't spend all my nephew's money, right?

But Old Mrs. Shen insisted on only two hundred.

If other people heard their conversation, they would probably be shocked.

The buyer thinks the price is too low and wants to raise it, but the seller refuses to give in. This is really outrageous.

Helplessly, Chen Jun had to agree to the two hundred yuan, but the money he had borrowed before was written off.

Old Mrs. Shen thought about it and agreed.

The two agreed to go to the street office tomorrow morning to handle the formalities. Chen Jun rubbed Xiaohua's little head, then got up and left.

So, on the morning of the next day, when everyone who was supposed to go to work had gone out, Old Lady Shen called Chen Jun to go to the street office together.

Keep the sale of the house as low-key as possible, otherwise someone might cause trouble.

Many houses in Nanluoguxiang are not privately owned, so many houses in the courtyards are rented out by the street, or are allocated to employees by the steel mill.

If you want to transfer or sell a private house, you only need to have relevant documentation.

There are very few house transfer businesses like this these days, and there is no need to queue up at the street office. Old Mrs. Shen handed over her documents and stated her demands.

In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, Mrs. Shen simply decided to transfer the house to Chen Jun.

After the street office reviewed the information and confirmed Mrs. Shen’s request, it directly registered the transfer of the house.

The process is very simple. Once you leave the street office, the name on the property certificate is already Chen Jun.

"Grandma Shen, please keep this money. I don't need the house urgently, so you can stay here for a while." Chen Jun knew that Grandma Shen was going back to the countryside this time and would not come back in the future. The two of them estimated that they would not see each other again in the future.

Old Mrs. Shen smiled and put the money into her pocket without even counting it.

"No, my nephew will come to pick me up in a few days."

"Well, let's go back to the countryside and enjoy our life."

The two of them were walking and chatting, and before they entered the yard, they heard a burst of crying for their parents.

Chen Jun couldn't help but frown when he heard this. It was Jia Zhang again.

This old woman is really not quiet at all.