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Chapter 147: Get whatever you want(2/2)

"Looking at the house?" Fangyuan asked with eyes brightening.

"Yeah!" The middle-aged man nodded.

It was Fangyuan's turn to be anxious again, and she quickly walked out and said, "Let's go, let's go now."

He can't help but not be anxious! This is a big deal. If he changes his house, he can have a bedroom of his own, and it will be convenient to enter the space at night.

"Okay, let's go now."

The two people came outside, and the middle-aged man took Fangyuan and walked eastward.

Fangyuan asked in confusion: "Uncle, where are we going?"

You must know that the family courtyard of the textile workshop is not in the east. It can be said that the family courtyard of Fangyuan's family is the easternmost one of the textile workshop.

"There are no houses here." The middle-aged man stopped and said to Yuan Yuan.

"Oh! Okay!"

Then the two of them continued walking east until they reached the east side of the butcher shop, about thirty meters away from the butcher shop, before the middle-aged people stopped.

The middle-aged man pointed to a small alley heading north and said, "There is a place behind here, how about we go and have a look?"

"Okay!"

It's not far from the butcher's shop, so it's not far from the little fat man's house. Although it's not an alley, it's much closer than before.

Of course, these don't matter. The most important thing is that the houses behind are all detached houses. Although they are not comparable to the houses in the factory leaders' homes, they are definitely much better than the large courtyards.

This house is in the last row of this alley. If it were anyone else, it would be very inconvenient because it is too far from the main road in the middle of the family compound.

But Fangyuan fell in love with this place at first glance, not because of anything else, but because it was far from the main road in the middle of the family courtyard.

Behind this house is a fence, and outside the fence is a wasteland.

"Fang Yuan, if you don't like it here, we can go somewhere else." The middle-aged man said to Fang Yuan.

How could Fangyuan not like this place? He even said that it was so nice, as if it was tailor-made for him.
Chapter completed!
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