Rebirth 1980: A Storm In A Woman's Life

This oolong made Liu Qiqiang lose a little sleep.

I don't know if there will be any omen when I suddenly think of Zheng Jiaqiang and Red Clothes tonight?

Even if there is anything now, it is impossible to inquire about it, so I can only wait until I return from Kyoto to inquire about the news.

Life and death are rich in the sky, and Zheng Jiaqiang has been dragged back from the hands of death once.

Now the protective facilities have not left the body, and no matter what problems there are, it can only be the fate of heaven.

I didn't close my eyes until Tianming.

As soon as six o'clock arrived, a few people went out and walked to the terminal.

Breakfast is not necessary, and now there is not only delicious food on the plane, but also free Maotai drink.

Moutai is a good thing, but for many years it has been drinking Moutai without spending money, and buying Moutai cannot be drunk.

In this era, as long as you can take a plane, it is strange that Moutai is free and manageable.

Liu Qiqiang does not drink, and calls it a pity for the ticket.

"Can I bring back a bottle of this Maotai and drink it slowly?" Liu Qiqiang asked the beautiful air hostess.

The beauty shook her head slightly.

A passenger on the side smiled and said, "You can put it in your stomach and take it home."

"Isn't that a big loss? I knew I wouldn't stop drinking.

Liu Qiqiang's words made everyone laugh.

After the plane lands, there is an airport bus pick-up, and the service is also very in place.

Liu Qiqiang suddenly felt that the current service was much higher than the VIP service he enjoyed in his previous life, and it made people feel very comfortable.

After getting off the car, there was a car waiting to pick up, and Liu Qiqiang and the three did not carpool, directly chartered a car and sped towards the destination.

It's not Liu Qiqiang burning bags, it's really not safe for a few people to carpool with so much cash.

The current security environment in Kyoto cannot help but let Liu Qiqiang be careful.

A large number of young people returned to work at home, with nothing to do and no income, so how could they not find something to do.

Getting off at the destination, Liu Qiqiang looked around.

There are mostly bungalows around, but they are not as clean and tidy as they have ever seen.

The houses are dilapidated, the ground is potholed, it had just rained the other day, and the mud on the ground made you have to be careful.

This place Liu Qiqiang had been here many times last time.

Proper prime location, next to Chang'an Avenue in the second ring road!

It is only about a kilometer from the Forbidden City.

In the distance, I saw a middle-aged man with a heavy book standing and waiting for someone.

Intuitively, this is that Mr. Fu did not run.

"Mr. Fu, right? I'm Liu Qiqiang. Liu Qiqiang took the lead in reaching out.

"Visionary, a man of ability." Mr. Fu smiled.

"Let's go see the house first. To be honest, I'm a little reluctant to give you this price.

It can only be said that this house has a fate with you. Who made me rush to go abroad. Mr

. Fu led the way in front of his head, and the taste of Beijing was very comfortable.

Liu Qiqiang also doesn't know how many lifetimes of fate he has with Kyoto, and these two lives with memories like to listen to this Beijing dialect and jingyun.

This courtyard is still an inner courtyard-style house formed by enclosing the houses on the east, west, south and north.

You can see that although this is dilapidated, it does not hide its appearance at all, and the middle line is symmetrical.

This small courtyard has expanded to a large extent, but it is the former royal palace and royal palace.

This shrinks, it is the housing of our ordinary people.

The glorious Forbidden City and the ordinary peasant houses on the outskirts are all courtyards.

Mr. Fu explained as he walked, which reminded Liu Qiqiang of the tour guide.

Enter the gate and come to the first entrance and lobby. It has not lived for a long time, and it is covered with artemisia grass.

When you come to the second courtyard, inside is the study house and residence.

There are wings on both sides, each with a corridor and a partition door to connect.

"If you have these things in your hands, just dismantle them and throw them away.

If I don't leave, I plan to dismantle it all and change it into the current fashion, these things are too old, so old that I don't have the fighting spirit to look at it. Mr

. Fu probably remembered a lot of past events that made him unhappy.

"You can see that this courtyard is still spacious and spacious, with independent houses on all four sides, and verandas connecting each other, which is very convenient to live."

Mr. Fu pointed to the courtyard and said to several people.

In Mr. Fu's eyes, there is no strength here except for being older.

"Although these three courtyards are connected, they can become their own world behind closed doors." Mr. Fu continued to say to several people after turning around.

Where you are tired of it, it is also difficult to think of some good words to come out.

Liu Qiqiang looked at Lao Song and then at Liu Gaixia, waiting for them to express their opinions.

Old Song didn't say anything, and Liu Gaixia looked at the courtyard full of artemisia grass a little worried.

"It costs a lot of money to clean up such a yard!"

"It's okay, we don't live now, and it's not too late to clean up when we earn enough money."

Liu Qiqiang said with a smile.

Liu Gaixia just said that this thing had been said earlier, and everything still listened to Liu Qiqiang.

"Let's go, Teacher Fu, let's go through the formalities. Is there anything else you're moving away from?

Liu Qiqiang saw that the furniture in the house was still there, but it was dusty and could not see that it was good.

Old Song looked inside and waited for Teacher Fu to reply.

"I didn't bring enough for shipping here, and I will still throw it away when I get it over there."

There are also some calligraphy and paintings that have not been burned out of movement, you can pick them and see if there are any you like, you can reframe them as decorations.

Maybe it's possible to come up with a superlative, but I'm too lazy to pick it up.

I want to say goodbye to the pain of the past, and I will leave you with nothing.

Teacher Fu said leisurely.

Liu Qiqiang could think of what kind of pain his identity would bring him over the years.

In particular, his mother hanged herself in this room, which brought him psychological pressure that ordinary people could not imagine.

Several people locked the door, and Mr. Fu directly handed the key to Liu Qiqiang.

"Let's go, I have an acquaintance of the real estate bureau who happened to be on duty today, and the formalities should not be difficult.

Complete the formalities and pay the money, and we will figure it out in person.

Mr. Fu looked at the bag in Old Song's hand and said.

It seems that the weight of this bag is not enough.

Looking at Liu Qiqiang's chubby appearance, he seems to understand a little.

I went out and went straight to the housing management office.

Liu Qiqiang sat in the car and looked at the familiar buildings that made people look up at each other, and his heart was full of emotion: Kyoto, I'm coming!

Liu Qiqiang is back, and I am worth more than billionaires in this life.

Although he did not carry the system and did not have a gold finger, the memory of his past life allowed him to pry open the door to wealth.

The mood was instantly refreshed, and I couldn't help but hum a big bowl of tea with Beijing dialect and Beijing Yun.

Several people couldn't help but smile when they looked at this hairy child who had not yet grown up, and even the driver was amused by Liu Qiqiang's southern tone.

"Is the boy an outsider? Just arrived in Kyoto. The driver asked.

"I'll be from Kyoto later, and my children will be Kyoto hukou in the future."

Liu Qiqiang said confidently.

"The lad has ambitions! But what's so good about this place. I can't eat enough, and you don't see how many people have sharpened their heads and run abroad.

You are also desperately squeezing in, it is easy to squeeze in, but it is difficult to live.

It costs money to eat, and it costs money for children to go to school.

Water and electricity also cost money, and

we owe money to the company as soon as we open our eyes. The

driver was opened into the chatterbox and started complaining endlessly.