The Farmer’s Eldest Daughter Has a Spatial Pocket

Gu Yundong nodded and looked at the homeowner Zheng with a smile.

"heard it?"

Homeowner Zheng was stunned for a while, looking at Gu Yundong with a puzzled face, "What did you hear?"

Facing Gu Yundong, her voice was obviously a little weaker.

Gu Yundong saw that it was not someone like Zhang Yingyue who was so poor that they couldn't even afford to eat. I heard that they came by carriage, and the little maid next to Zhang Yingyue was her family's servant.

This person, is the owner of the Zhang family this girl said?

"I heard that the rent has been paid and the lease has not expired, so you still have to drive people away, which is your fault." Gu Yundong said with a smile, "You are violating the spirit of the contract. As a human being, you still have to be trustworthy. , she has the temporary right to use the house that she paid the rent for, so even if you want to evict people, you should let her live for the full month."

Zhang Yingyue hurriedly walked over to Gu Yundong and said in a low voice, "Boss, it's useless, not everyone is like you and acts according to the rules. This is her house, she will drive us away if she wants to..."

Gu Yundong patted her on the shoulder and said, "Although the words are so, the truth still needs to be said."

Zhang Yingyue was a little anxious, but some people didn't reason with you at all, and some people just went their own way.

"Master, why don't you, why don't you go back today, and I'll tell the owner Zheng."

"No, no, I'll tell her." Gu Yundong looked at the owner of the house again, "Aunt Zheng, right? You said that you kicked out the tenant today, and that reputation is not good, and no one will rent it when you turn around. You own the house. Why do you need it? Right, you said that you came here to collect the rent half a month ago. At that time, you should have known about Aunt Zhang's illness, but you still received the money, and then came to rush people today. , that's a bit of an old-fashioned behavior."

Zhang Yingyue was so anxious to die, what happened to Gu Dongjia today? She didn't talk so much before. The problem was that no matter how much she said, some people wouldn't listen.

Sure enough, after hearing Gu Yundong's words, the owner of Zheng raised his brows, and his chubby face was almost tangled.

She waved her hand abruptly, "What a mess, I don't understand what you are saying. I tell you, why don't I rent this house to her? Her mother is going to die, and I can't let people die in my house, otherwise I will How can I rent it out?"

Someone cursed his mother, and Zhang Yingyue couldn't bear it anymore.

She took a step forward suddenly, "I said my mother can be cured, don't go too far. I have already paid the rent, and I will move out at the end of the month, but I won't move now."

"Hey, you little bastard, you have no money and no house, you are so capable, right? You don't listen to me when I say something nice to you, that's fine, I don't think I need to give you a day, just get out of here for me. Take your dying mother and get out of here."

Zhang Yingyue's eyes turned red, "I'm not leaving."

"Don't go, right?"

Homeowner Zheng gritted his teeth, his chubby hands were already rolling up his sleeves.

"If you don't leave, I'll throw you out."

As she said that, she turned her head and shouted to the tall man behind her, "Head of the house, what are you still doing? Throw all these things out for me."

Homeowner Zheng stretched out his hand and pointed to the things stacked in the yard.

The pots and pans and the baskets and poles are all accumulated by Zhang Yingyue and her mother over the past few years.