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Chapter 778

Get the first time

Zhan Yin wiped the stove clean, washed the rag, and then washed his hands. Then he turned around and walked to Haitong, his hands fell on her face, pinched them a few times, and smiled and said, "I said, you can learn as long as you want, and don't learn as long as you don't want to learn, I don't mind."

Haitong grabbed his hand, walked with him to the balcony, and sat down on the swing chair.

She leaned against his shoulder and looked at the tall buildings outside with him.

"When thousands of houses were lit, there was a large area of ​​darkness on the building opposite. They all went back to their hometown to celebrate the New Year."

"Tomorrow morning, we will go back to the old house. I told my grandma that she had already asked someone to help us clean up the room."

Zhan Yin hugged her shoulders and the couple leaned their heads together.

At this moment, warm and sweet.

"Tongtong, our Zhan family's old house is very old. Don't dislike it after you go."

"How old is it? Or a mud brick house? Or thatched hut?"

Zhan Yin smiled and said, "That's not the old house left by our ancestors. Although it has been repaired every year, it cannot erase the fact that it looks old. Moreover, my family lives together. I seem to have told you before." m.

"How big is your old house?"

"Our ancestors started doing business in the late Qing Dynasty and early Republic of China. They had a little money and built old houses with a large area. In that era, our old house was considered a luxury house. Each house had an independent house, but it was connected, and everyone entered and left the door."

"Like a courtyard?"

"Um."

"Your old house was built in that era. Can people live in it still exist? It is well protected."

Zhan Yin chuckled, "Don't you think we are very poor and have no money to build another house, so everyone lives in the old house left by our ancestors?"

Since their grandparents' generation, their family moved out of their real old house and built the current Youyou Mountain Villa. For the younger generation, Youyou Mountain Villa also belongs to their old house, because their brothers all live in villas under their names and will return to the villa during festivals.

"You can afford a villa and buy the house we live in in full. How could it be that you are so poor that you don't have money to build another house? The older generation is nostalgic, so you will always live in the old house."

Zhan Yin smiled, "My wife is so smart. The older generation is nostalgic, especially my grandmother. She lived in the old house when she married into our Zhan family. She had a deep relationship. She didn't want to move out of the old house, so everyone could only accompany her, and then spend a lot of manpower and material resources every year to repair the old house so as not to collapse."

"The old man is like that."

Haitong expressed understanding.

"Look, grandma came to stay here for a few days and ran back, not used to it."

"We felt good to live here, but grandma thought it was better to have an old house. The golden nest is not as good as the own doghouse."

Zhan Yin complained in his heart that grandma did not want Mrs. Shang to see through her identity and slip back to the old house in advance.

"Zhan Yin, can we go out for a walk? We have been married for so long, and we have not held hands and held the road like others. Now most people are going home for the New Year. There are much less traffic and quiet on the street, and it is also very quiet."

Zhan Yin said drowningly: "I will accompany you and support you whatever you want."

He got up and pulled her up, "I'll go back to the room to help you get a coat. The temperature is low and cold at night."


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