Siheyuan: My anger system is too good at playing

Jiang Weidong's inadvertent action made Wang Hongxia and He Damin nervous.

It’s over.

It seems that this is not in the picture.

Wang Hongxia stabbed He Damin under the table.

He Damin understood, and when he was about to introduce the house again, Jiang Weidong spoke.

"Uncle He, Aunt Wang."

"This house is nice, spacious, clean and bright. I like it very much."

This made the other three people breathe a sigh of relief.

Lao Wang asked him, "Xiao Jiang, the price I told you..."

"Master Wang, don't worry."

"If I don't accept the price, can I still come to see the house?"

"Let's keep our word."

Wang Hongxia and He Damin looked at each other, very happy.

Especially Wang Hongxia cried with joy when she thought that this money would be enough to cover her medical expenses for a while.

He Damin patted her leg quietly under the table.

Signal her not to get too excited, as this will overwhelm the guest.

Wang Hongxia understood, turned around quickly, and wiped away the tears on her face.

Lao Wang felt sorry for this family, and his heart was sore, and he would cry if he sat down.

"Okay, if you agree to buy and they agree to sell, my task will be completed."

"I have to leave beforehand, Xiao Jiang, you can sit down and talk to them about other aspects."

This "other aspects" refers to the purchase contract, the transfer of property rights, and the determination of the time to move, etc.

When sending Lao Wang away, Jiang Weidong gave him half a catty of Anji white tea as an intermediary fee.

The other party refused to accept it, until Jiang Weidong frightened him and said, "If you don't accept it, you won't buy this house", Lao Wang agreed with him to stuff the tea into his cotton-padded jacket pocket.

The three of them went back to the house and sat down again. Both He Damin and Wang Hongxia showed their reluctance for this house.

"Xiao Jiang, I'll tell you the truth."

"Our family has lived in this house for almost 20 years. If it weren't for such a thing, I would not sell it if I was killed."

He Damin sighed after finishing speaking, Wang Hongxia didn't speak, but her eyes were already filled with tears.

Jiang Weidong was not very good at comforting people.

Besides, when it comes to this kind of thing, how can it be comforted by a few words?

He asked curiously, "Uncle He, Aunt Wang, where will you live after selling your house?"

This time it was Wang Hongxia who took the call, "We plan to rent a house from Grandma Wang's house in the backyard."

"Her family has two apartments. Her husband and son are gone, and she is alone. They are vacant and vacant. They promised to rent them to us."

After finishing speaking, she suddenly remembered, "Oh, Xiao Jiang, you want to ask when we will move? We can move anytime!"

"No, no, Aunt Wang, I didn't mean that."

"It's just that the conversation has reached this point, so let me ask you a question."

"Then since I'm here today, let's sign the contract directly. I brought all the money."

As Jiang Weidong said, he took out the 95 cards of Great Unity that he had prepared in advance from his pocket, put them on the table, and arranged them neatly.

This is really sincere.

He Damin brought paper and a pen, and wrote down the house purchase contract, which was signed and fingerprinted by both parties.

The current situation is that one family is happy and the other is sad.

Of course Jiang Weidong is happy, because he has added fixed assets.

Don't look at spending [-] yuan, it is actually equivalent to earning hundreds of millions.

And the couple were worried. From then on, in the huge capital city, they no longer had a home of their own.

He Damin was very depressed. When he turned around, he accidentally knocked off the half-knitted sweater.

The ball of wool groaned and rolled all the way to the bottom of the cabinet.

Wang Hongxia was very nervous, and immediately got up to pick it up, and even blamed He Damin.

"I said you should be careful. The needle will be knocked off, and it will be fully opened when you pull it. It took a long time to do it for nothing."

While complaining, she knelt on the ground to pick up the balls of wool under the cabinet.

"Aunt Wang, get up, I have a solution."

As soon as Jiang Weidong finished speaking, Artemis knew it was time to play by himself.

It stood up, with its tail upright, catwalking, and walked towards the cabinet in a leisurely manner.

Within a minute, the ball of wool was pulled out by it with its kitten claws.

"This kitten is really good, and can understand human speech." Wang Hongxia patted its head.

Artemis looked proud, "Not only can I understand, I can also speak."

"Look, it really understands, knows I'm praising it, and meows at me."

With such a small episode, Wang Hongxia has come out of the emotion just now.

Jiang Weidong remembered what he said just now, and looked at the semi-finished sweater again.

This knitting work can be said to be quite remarkable.

"Aunt Wang, did you weave this for someone else?"

Wang Hongxia nodded, "Yes, in order to take care of the children, I have stayed without pay at work."

"It's really difficult to rely on you, Uncle He, at home. When I'm not busy, I knit a few sweaters for the neighbors."

"People make their own thread, and I do the handwork. A sweater can earn two or three yuan. If it is fast, I can knit four or five pieces a month. It's not less than going to work."

This is true, as long as a person is hardworking, he can earn a living by doing whatever he wants.

But He Damin said, "Come on, it looks like ten yuan is a lot, but we can weave until midnight."

"I bow my head all day long and don't talk about the pain in my cervical spine. Let her say it herself. Is that eyesight as good as before? Now it's a waste of time to look at everything."

"Besides, this work is also seasonal. When the weather gets hotter, will someone still ask you to weave it?"

These few words express all the bitterness of the family.

Afterwards, the couple fell silent.

Usually, what Wang Hongxia often said is that the hardships we suffer are nothing compared to the sufferings our children suffer.

Jiang Weidong sympathized with what happened to this family.

At the same time, I admire their positive spirit of never giving up.

He suddenly remembered the one thousand catties of mohair wool he had just acquired.

At that time, I was still thinking about whether I should go back and ask Chen Xueru if she was interested in accepting it all.

From this point of view, the system looked at his script and distributed the materials.

"Aunt Wang, I have a job here. I don't know if you are interested."

Wang Hongxia was stunned. As a worker in a steel rolling mill, what kind of job can he have that suits him?
Jiang Weidong didn't wait for her to answer, and said directly, "I think your knitting skills are really good. How about I sell the wool and you do the handwork, weave it into sweaters and sell them at the Pigeon Market, and you will get a [-]-[-] split. What do you think?" ?”

And this good thing?
An adult sweater can be sold for thirteen or fourteen yuan.

If the color of the thread is better and the weaving pattern is more, it is possible to sell it for sixteen or seventeen yuan.

An average of one piece counts as fifteen, and five pieces are counted as weaving one month.

Isn't there an income of about 40 yuan?

This is simply pie in the sky!

However, after thinking about it for a few seconds, she finally shook her head and refused.

This made Jiang Weidong very puzzled.

Why in the end?