Gu Ning looked over subconsciously. If she didn't know that Zhou Zhiyuan was silently helping her behind the scenes, she would be a fool.
She didn't expose the other party, she trembled a little, "It's haunted! I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just afraid of ghosts." After a pause, she sounded regretful, "It's a pity, not to mention that you got it for free, even if you offered me the favor.
don't want."
As for their house, they can buy it from anyone, but they can't take advantage of Zhou Zhiyuan.
Just because Zhou Zhiyuan helped her so much, she couldn't cheat him by buying his house at a low price even though she knew that house prices would skyrocket in the future.
Isn’t this just like the left hand entering the right hand?
Gu Ning will not do this kind of loss-making business!
This? You don’t want to give it away for free?
Just because you're afraid of ghosts?
Not only Ge Weiguo was surprised by Gu Ning's answer, but Zhou Zhiyuan was also surprised. He looked at Gu Ning inquiringly, wondering if she knew this house belonged to him?
But he thought of how the little girl was afraid of ghosts at An's house last time, and immediately put the thought back. She must be really afraid of ghosts.
Instead of knowing that this house belongs to you.
Seeing Gu Ning's tough attitude, he really didn't want to take this house.
Ge Weiguo stared at Zhou Zhiyuan with a helpless look and said, "It's not that I don't want to help, but that this little girl doesn't want it."
Zhou Zhiyuan didn't force it, he just glared at Ge Weiguo silently, thinking that he was doing something bad. Why couldn't he find any excuse to say that he was a lonely old man and that he was haunted? This scared the little girl away.
Seeing the two of them flirting with each other, Gu Ning felt a little funny, "I want to find one near the textile factory. Do you know if there is one for sale nearby?"
The Textile Factory is considered an old part of Anzhou City. It had been in decline for a while, but due to the establishment of the Textile Factory, it became lively again.
It is not an exaggeration to say that every inch of land is valuable.
Ge Weiguo thought for a moment and rubbed his forehead, "You really asked the right person. I really know of two places. Just two streets away from the textile factory, there are two courtyards on Yong'an Road that have been empty for many years.
If you are sure you want it, I will go and inquire about it for you."
These two courtyards are also strange. When the commotion was at its peak, no one thought of going there to attack those courtyards.
This is what has been preserved.
Gu Ning's eyes lit up, "Uncle Ge, please help me find out. I want to do it as soon as possible." After a pause, he said, "Thank you, Uncle Ge."
Seeing her bright eyes, staring at Ge Weiguo with admiration, Zhou Zhiyuan felt inexplicably uncomfortable. He wanted to say that he could do it, but he felt depressed and didn't know how to stand.
I couldn't help but keep a cold face all the way, feeling sulky with myself.
While Ge Weiguo went to help inquire, Gu Ning quietly tugged on Zhou Zhiyuan's shirt sleeve, "Uncle, are you unhappy?"
Her voice was soft and soft, like the breeze in March, warm and gentle.
Inexplicably, the anxiety in Zhou Zhiyuan's heart seemed to be soothed. He shook his head, "No."
How could Gu Ning believe it? When she noticed Zhou Zhiyuan staring at Ge Weiguo's back, an idea flashed in her head and she said coquettishly, "You are the person closest to me."
After thinking about it, she added, "Uncle, if you helped me find a house, I would definitely not say thank you, but -" Ge Weiguo was different.
The implication is that he is one of our own and Ge Weiguo is an outsider.
With these two short sentences, Zhou Zhiyuan's mood instantly improved, and the corners of his lips raised uncontrollably.
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Yong'an Road Street was once the most prosperous place in Anzhou City. It was once lonely, but it became lively again due to the rise of textile factories.
For this kind of hutongs, they are usually old-fashioned Tongzilou, where every household is as big as a palm, but three generations of the family live there.
Everyone who passes by the two closely connected courtyard houses at the entrance of the alley on Yong'an Road will stop for a moment and envy them.
Without him, just because every household is still crowded into a house of more than ten square meters, but the other party owns a courtyard house but cannot live in it. It is really too luxurious.
Ge Weiguo led the way and took Gu Ning to see the house on the right, because he had just received news that the owner of the house on the right had returned from outside.
For this kind of house that is not lived in all year round, according to usual custom, the owner will usually sell or rent it when he returns.
Gu Ning looked at the surrounding environment. She was very satisfied. Wutong trees were planted on both sides, and the trees were shady. The location was also very good. It was very convenient for school, work, or going to the grocery store to buy food.
Not to mention, this kind of quaint courtyard house is extremely valuable. Immediately, she nodded.
Then they knocked on the door, but after only knocking for a long time, the owner of the house didn't seem to want to open the door for them.
After hearing the other party's intention, the old man stood at the door, thought for a moment, and then his voice came out, "This house was left by my old friend. I will not sell it. You can find another house."
The other party's tone was decisive, without any hesitation.
For the sake of my old friends, I leave my memories behind.
This kind of house can be understood even if the other party does not want to sell it.
Gu Ning was just a little disappointed. She thought for a while, took a piece of paper and wrote down an address, then clipped it to the other person's door and shouted inside, "If you are willing to sell, you can contact the address above at any time."
"Not for sale, don't think about it, just take it." The old man didn't even look at the phone number that Gu Ning slipped in through the door, and turned around and left.
His tone was firm and a bit strange and difficult to deal with.
Ge Weiguo was afraid that Gu Ning would be thin-skinned, so he couldn't help but explain, "This is an old man who just moved in these two days. His surname is Yu. I heard he has a bad temper and treats everyone like this."
Your surname is Yu?
Gu Ning thought about it carefully and determined that she had never heard of this name. She couldn't help but said in disappointment, "It seems that this house is dead." After a pause, she looked at the connected courtyards on the left and asked Ge Weiguo
and Zhou Zhiyuan, "Is it for sale here?"
The courtyard next to it looks much smaller than the previous one, and because it has been uninhabited for a long time, the grass at the door is half a foot deep.
Ge Weiguo glanced at Zhou Zhiyuan, and when he saw that he had no objection, he said, "The owner of this house is named Lin. He does not live in this area. I can help you inquire, but the news may not be that fast."
Hearing the surname Lin, Gu Ning reflexively thought of Mrs. An's surname Lin Cuiying. Then she thought about it, it couldn't be such a coincidence that it happened to be Lin Cuiying's house.
She shook off the idea and said, "Uncle Ge, please help me find out about this house with the surname Lin."
Naturally, Ge Weiguo refused to agree.
They walk on the front foot.
On the back foot, the door of the courtyard on the right was opened.
It was Liao Gaoyi who came back from looking for someone from outside. As soon as he opened the door, a piece of paper fell from the crack of the door with the words "Red Star Production Brigade" written on it.
He couldn't help but wonder and asked his father, "Dad, who is here?" Who would come to their house as a guest? They shouldn't!
Mr. Liao was a little displeased, "I'm here to inquire about people who want to buy a house." After a pause, he tapped his cane and said decisively, "Let the news out, we won't sell this house, it will only be left to your aunt's descendants!"
"Yes yes yes!"
After listening to this, Liao Gaoyi crumpled the paper with the address into a ball and threw it on the table. He couldn't help but ask, "Who is so bold as to buy our house?"
Mr. Liao thought about the crisp female voice he heard through the door before, and said in a calm tone, "She is an unpleasant girl."
[The author has something to say]
@福微冰, thank you little cutie for the flowers, okay?
ps: Let me ask you a question about seniority. Ning Ning asked Liao Gaoyi what his name was. I thought about it for a long time but couldn't figure it out.