Skilled in managing a house

Kaiyuan is just a small county town. It is actually very far away from Mount Paektu, at least almost a thousand kilometers away.

This late at night, Li Ruxuan was in charge of driving. Fortunately, he was a cultivator and it was a task given by his master. He didn't dare to rest. At most, he could find a service area to use the bathroom and have something to eat halfway along the way.

Just like that, by the time we came to open source, it was already almost noon.

I have to say that the domestic development is indeed good. Even a small county has high-rise buildings.

Now that we have arrived at a place that Xihong is familiar with, Xihong is naturally responsible for guiding the way. She also has to cooperate with the navigation and finally found the community where Xihong's home is located.

This community is an old-fashioned community. There are no properties. They are eight-story buildings. The buildings are very old and there must be no elevators.

The car drove into the community and found a place to park. At this time, Zhang Yu looked at Xihong and said, "You belong to your family here..."

"Yes, my home is in the building in front..." When Xihong said this, her voice could not help but be choked with emotion.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." After Zhang Yu finished speaking, he opened the car door and got out of the car first.

Zhang Yinling also got out of the car, and Xihong got out of the car last.

As soon as Zhang Yu saw Zhang Yinling coming down, he immediately said, "You don't have to follow me."

"Why?" Zhang Yinling said directly dissatisfied.

"The main reason is that the clothes you wear seem a bit inappropriate..." Zhang Yu said.

Zhang Yatou is naturally wearing an apricot Taoist robe.

"Don't give me this outfit..." Zhang Yinling looked at Xihong and said, "What she wears is appropriate..."

Xihong was wearing a sailor uniform. When she heard what Zhang Yinling said, she inevitably looked down at herself and whispered: "I...I can't go home wearing this...my parents will definitely talk when they see it... "

Zhang Yu also felt that something was wrong, and then said: "Yin Ling, you reminded me, let's go to the mall to buy clothes."

"That's it! Let's go to the mall first!" Zhang Yinling said happily.

She didn't want to wear a Taoist robe all the time. She was a girl, and walking around in a Taoist robe looked nondescript, so she would have to turn heads.

The three of them got back into the car, and Li Ruxuan continued driving, finding a shopping mall to stop. This time, the four of them went to the mall to buy clothes together. In Zhang Yinling's words, Li Ruxuan could no longer wear Taoist robes, so as not to cause trouble to everyone.

Li Ruxuan actually didn't want to change clothes, but he couldn't resist Zhang Yinling, so he had to agree.

They each chose a set of clothes to change into in the mall. They didn't wear the original clothes anymore and just carried them in their bags. Zhang Yu didn't buy any clothes, mainly because he didn't have to wait to wear them and it would be troublesome to change them.

Zhang Yinling chose a denim suit, which looked a little wild, while Xihong chose a light green skirt, which looked a bit like Xiaojiabiyu, well-behaved and exquisite. Li Ruxuan's clothes look like those of a white-collar worker in the company, wearing trousers and a white shirt.

After changing their clothes, the four of them left the mall, got in the car again, and headed to the community where Xihong's family lived.

After a while, they arrived at the community, but the parking space from the last time was no longer available. Li Ruxuan looked around and finally found a suitable parking place.

The cars in the community are not of high quality, and it can be seen that there are not many rich people living here. That is to say, these days, a car is nothing but a means of transportation.

After getting off the car, Zhang Yinling asked Li Ruxuan to wait in the car while she accompanied Zhang Yu and Xihong upstairs.

Xihong's family lives in a very low-rise building. The building only has eight floors, and Xihong's family lives on the eighth floor. Arriving on the eighth floor, there were two houses upstairs. Xihong walked to the door of 801 and knocked on the door.

Soon, a middle-aged man's voice sounded in the room, "Who is it?"

"Dad, it's me." Xihong said.

"Ah Hong, you're back." The middle-aged man in the room became excited when he heard Xi Hong's voice.

Following the sound of hurried footsteps, the door opened, and a middle-aged man appeared behind the door.

Look at this middle-aged man, he actually has gray hair on both temples, and he looks very old.

"Dad!" Xihong shouted excitedly when she saw the middle-aged man, and tears flowed out.

"Ahong...where have you been...I can't get through on this phone, I'm really worried..." the middle-aged man shouted sincerely.

It can be seen that his voice comes from the heart, like a father caring about his daughter.

"I...I...Dad...I..." Xihong didn't seem to know what to say. She obviously didn't dare to tell her father about her experience. She had no choice but to turn her head and look at Zhang Yu.

"Hello, uncle, I'm from the dance company, Ah Hong's colleague." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"It turns out to be Ah Hong's colleague. By the way, stop standing outside...sit inside, sit inside..." the middle-aged man said enthusiastically.

Xihong, Zhang Yu, and Zhang Yinling entered the house. It was a house with two bedrooms and one living room. The living room was very small. To be precise, it was not a living room, but a dining room. There is a round table and three plastic stools placed inside.

"Sit down..." the middle-aged man said, finding a few plastic stools and inviting Zhang Yu and the others to sit down.

Before Zhang Yu could sit down, Zhang Yu could see that rice was being cooked on the enclosed balcony in front of the living room. It's noon now, and the middle-aged man should be cooking. So, Zhang Yu said: "Uncle, are you busy cooking..."

"Yes, yes, you guys sit down for the hot food in my pot while I go over and turn off the fire..." The middle-aged man said and entered the kitchen.

From here, it is not difficult for Zhang Yu to see that the conditions of Xihong's family are not good. But Zhang Yu came here not to inquire about the conditions of Xihong's family, but for other matters.

The middle-aged man came out of the kitchen and said: "The food is hot... I just didn't expect that so many people came to the house all of a sudden... I called Ah Hong's mother and asked her to buy some on the way when she comes back. cake……"

"No, no need...Uncle, you are too polite...We are here this time because we have something to tell you..." Zhang Yu said calmly.

"What's going on?" the middle-aged man asked curiously.

Not only the middle-aged man, Xihong also looked at Zhang Yu after hearing this, obviously a little confused, wondering what Zhang Yu wanted to say.

Zhang Yu smiled slightly and said: "It's a bit inconvenient to say it here. I want to talk to uncle alone."

"Tell me alone..." The middle-aged man felt confused again and looked at Xihong unconsciously.

After all, Zhang Yu came back with Xihong, and he was obviously worried that Xihong had caused some trouble.

Xihong didn't know what Zhang Yu meant, so she stood up and whispered: "You, what do you want to say to my dad..."

"About you..." Zhang Yu said.

"Then why...you have to talk to my dad...alone..." Xihong said with her mouth flat.

Not only Xihong was puzzled, but Zhang Yinling was also the same. Zhang Yinling curled her lips and said: "If there is anything you can't let me know, you have to tell it behind others' backs..."