The yard started to smash things, and Xianhezhang's wife Chang Juhua threw the things in the room out one by one. She was very fat. Xianhezhang couldn't stop her, hugged her waist and cursed: "I'm crazy about you, a bitch, my father just passed away. What are you doing?!"

"I told you to move, don't move, I will move myself, Xianhezhang, you are willing to live in this dead house, you live by yourself, I have been a day, I can't stay for a moment, and you heard it myself last night-"

Hearing her say this, Xianhe Zhang hurriedly covered her mouth, and her face was full of sweat: "What did you say have died! The one who died is my father and your father. The old man passed away is normal death. What are the strange things you said?"

"What strange things I said are? I haven't said anything yet. You are nervous. You are afraid that I will yell. I insist on yelling and letting others listen. What are you going to do here if you don't plan to move away?"

Xianhe Zhang was so angry that he slapped the woman in the face. Chang Juhua covered her face and started crying. While crying, she cursed in confusion. Listening carefully, it was all her father-in-law who scolded her. The neighbors on both sides of the door surrounded and looked around and gathered outside the two doors with red paint that had dropped off.

"What's wrong with this house?"

Although they are neighbors on both sides, because of the origin of the Crane Seal, the neighbors are not familiar with them, and they also have bad eyes.

Now everyone was surprised to hear that the old man in this family died suddenly.

"I heard that I was struck to death by lightning last night."

Chang Juhua heard this. She was twitching in the yard and cried agilely. She leaped out of the door and cursed at the neighbors and passers-by who were watching the movement: "Look, look! Look at your mother's shit, now you are all showing your turtle heads. Last night, they all pretended to be turtle grandsons. We were thieves broke in here, and you didn't see you come out to help. Now they are all here to watch the show. Are you all the consciences of the people in Beijing eaten by dogs?"

Listening to his wife's scolding, Xianhe Zhang did not stop him this time. In fact, he hid from these cold people who saw that they were fine and came out to watch jokes were also very disgusted.

"Why are you a woman who just cursed? It rained so heavily last night. Who knows what happened to your family? If there is something wrong, you won't call for help. Now everyone is kind enough to come and see what happened to your family. You are cursing here. Who cares about what happened to your family?"

The speaker said this, but there was no sign of leaving.

An old lady from the neighborhood continued: "It's true that this young man said: Everyone lives in neighbors. Who has a funeral? Everyone has always been rich and hard to contribute money and strength. If something happened to your family, you didn't say it yourself, why did you blame others instead?"

Chang Juhua stood up with her waist on her waist: "Okay, I'll say now that our elderly man has gone there, our family is going to move and sell the house now. Whoever you intends to buy a house can come in and talk about it."

When she talked about selling a house, several people were a little excited. Nowadays, a unique small courtyard in Beijing is very popular. Although the yard is a little smaller, it is comparable to a courtyard. However, the area here is outside the Fifth Ring Road. Otherwise, even a small courtyard with a small area would have to be worth tens of millions.

Most of the people living here are ordinary employees' families, and they can live in a small courtyard with a single family. They have been living here for generations, so they are very disgusted with what Chang Juhua said.

It’s not that they are indifferent or careless, but that this family always keeps the door closed by themselves. The neighborhood committee will find them if they have something to do, but they can’t find anyone after searching for a few days. The neighborhood committee in this area has long criticized his family.

"Hey, your yard is really sold. My son-in-law is planning to return to China from abroad to develop. What is the price of your yard? I know that if the current market price of your yard is higher than 10,000 per square meter, I will report you to the Property Price Bureau."

The aunt just now said that she was about to go into the yard to find out the layout of the yard.

"10,000 yuan per square meter?! I'm so bad, you'd better go out of Hebei Province and find it, go out."

Chang Juhua chased the aunt out.

"Hey, can you speak? I'm giving a fair price. Our family is in the alley of the opposite Guoer. Why do you feel wronged by this price?"

Xianhe Zhang saw that his wife was selling her in the yard on the street, so he immediately pulled her back to the yard.

"I'm sorry, everyone, our yard is not sold for the time being. The old man has just passed away and the house is in chaos. I won't invite you to come in for a cup of tea. I'll wait two days before someone comes to my hometown and everything is done. I'll invite you to come."

"Who wants to see the funeral?"

"It's really unlucky."

"That's right, I heard this in the morning."

"Yes, yes, I'm leaving and rushing to work."

"Oh, I'm almost late, and the leader should deduct my salary again."

"Bao, grandma has taken you to buy breakfast."

The people who go to work at the door and walk the dogs, they disperse very quickly.

Chang Juhua jumped at the door: "Hey, don't leave, this house has a lot of origin, listen to me."

Xianhe Zhang pulled his wife into the yard: "You still think there is not enough trouble."

"Why did I make a fuss? I'm going to sell this house."

"Didn't you hear our father's cough last night?"

"This is the first day he died."

"Stop talking nonsense. My father's body has been sent to the funeral home and is kept in the ice coffin. How could there be any coughing sounds?"

"Birdman Zhang, do you dare to say what you just said again? Do you dare to say that you didn't hear the insomnia last night?"

"I just didn't hear anything. You asked me to say it twice. That's the same. My father's body is in the funeral home. What are you talking nonsense? There is no coughing sound? I didn't hear anything. If you hear it, it's auditory hallucination. Is it the hallucination caused by excessive sadness? I'll take you to see a doctor."

Chang Juhua was snatched by him and smiled angrily, "I'm overly sad? How could I be overly sad?"

The middle-aged man with gray and unsightly eyes stared at her, looking faint and secluded: "You think about it before you talk."

Chang Juhua was stared at by him, and she remembered that she immediately had a layer of sweat on her body last night.

He stretched his neck and said in a tough tone: "I thought about it, of course I thought about it. Even if we sold the house and went back to our hometown to hold a funeral for our father, we saved money from tossing and rushing in the city. The relatives at home were all in the village, and they were unwilling to take a long far-distance bus to Beijing."
Chapter completed!