The couple took their documents and prepared to go out, only to realize that there was one of the most important issues that had not been discussed.

"Well, we haven't talked about the price of the house yet, have we?"

"I've also found out the housing prices in Lujia Village, so let's follow the market prices."

Shen Changan would do his homework in advance before doing everything.

"What's the market price?"

The couple were stunned. Even the natives of Lujia Village didn't know the housing prices in the village. How did he, a city resident, know?

"Indoors cost 6 yuan per square meter, and the outdoor area is considered as a gift."

"6, 6 yuan?"

The couple hurriedly took out a pen and paper and nervously calculated, Shen Changan waved his hand, don't forget it, I guessed it.

"Your house has a total of 92 square meters. Calculated at 6 yuan per square meter, it is 552 yuan."

The couple were relieved to hear the price. Originally, their psychological price was 600 yuan, but after some bargaining, it was about 550-580 yuan.

Now it can be sold for 552 yuan, which is very reasonable.

"That's fine, I'll sell it to you at this price."

There are too many restrictions on houses in the village, and it is indeed difficult to sell them. They don't worry about the few dollars anymore. Some people simply want to buy a house, and the kingly way is to sell it directly and get the money.

After reaching an agreement, they first went to the housing management office to file for the record, and then went to the village to complete the transfer procedures. Shen Changan simply paid the full amount, and the house was considered to be bought.

The couple gave the key to Shen Chang'an, and Shen Chang'an was not polite, and immediately took Jiang Yi to his new home.

When Jiang Yi came to this room, he felt a little complicated.

After all, some time ago, his honest child was still here to trick Song Jialin.

"Jiang Yi, how is the teacher's house?"

Shen Changan's words were filled with joy, and he was very satisfied with the house.

"The house is not bad, but..."

Jiang Yi paused when he said this, and Shen Changan felt something was wrong.

"What is it? Tell me quickly, the teacher can bear it."

"It's my cousin Song Jialin who rented here for a few days before..."

After Jiang Yi said this, he raised his head and looked at Teacher Shen's face. Shen Chang'an was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

"That's it? It's okay. I thought you said that someone died in this room. Even if someone died, I wouldn't be afraid, let alone a living person living there."

"But having said that, Song Jialin probably has no good intentions living here? Could it be the idea of ​​your sister's child coming to see me again?"

After Shen Chang'an said this, he turned around abruptly.

Jiang Yi was also taken aback for a moment, realizing that Teacher Shen had made a slip of the tongue, and he didn't hold on to it.

"It should be. Later, my sister and I tried to drive her away."

Shen Changan is not interested in Song Jialin at all, but he really wants to know how Jiang Li drove her away.

"How did you do it? Hurry up and tell me."

Jiang Yi recounted the events of that night and morning in detail, and Shen Changan laughed out loud.

"You guys are really good at it. You've done a good job! But Mr. Shen will live here in the future, so don't treat me like this."

Shen Chang'an raised his vigilance, and Jiang Yi found it amused to see Teacher Shen's vigilance.

"Mr. Shen, how dare we, if I want to do this, it will be disrespectful to the teacher."

"That's that."

Shen Changan felt relieved, he wanted to live here tonight, and now he had to start packing.

Shen Changan started to tidy up the house, and Jiang Yi consciously came over to help.

The last time Song Jialin left in a panic, there were still a lot of toiletries and bedding left behind.

Although Song Jialin lives in the countryside, she is a fastidious person, and the things she uses are of good quality.

Shen Changan rolled these things into a ball with a sheet, intending to throw them away, but Jiang Yi hurriedly grabbed him.

"Mr. Shen, I think these things are pretty good. If you don't want them, can you leave them to me?"

"Okay, take what you want, keep what you can use, and throw away what you don't want, but there is one thing, you can use these things yourself, don't give them to your sister."

"Mr. Shen, don't worry, I'm still reluctant to let my sister use the things that Song Jialin used. I will use these things for my uncle, and give my dog ​​what my uncle doesn't want."

"Pfft!"

Jiang Yi spoke in a serious manner, and Shen Changan couldn't help laughing.

"It's so good, it's so good. Then you go to work first, I have to clean up the house again, and I can buy some things tomorrow so that people can live in it."

"Mr. Shen, are you coming over for dinner today?"

"Yes, your sister's food is so delicious, of course I am willing, it is much better than the guest house."

Jiang Yi cooked Mr. Shen's rice when he went back. Zhang Guocai just entered the room and couldn't help asking when he saw his nephew cooking a big pot of rice.

"Jiang Yi, there are no guests at home today, why are you cooking so much?"

"Ms. Shen is coming to my house for dinner."

Zhang Guocai frowned as soon as he heard that Mr. Shen was coming.

"Why does he want to come again? Although he has sent so many things, it's always inappropriate to come."

Zhang Guocai felt a little guilty when he said this, because Shen Changan had just sent a carload of things over a few days ago.

These things are available for food and use, enough for their family to eat for more than a month, especially the 10 cans of milk powder, which are in short supply, and even if they have money or a ticket, they may not be able to buy them.

But it was precisely because of this that Zhang Guo felt that something was wrong. He gave away such a good thing as soon as he said it. Doesn't he feel bad about money at all?

It can also be explained that it is for Jiang Yi to send some school supplies. Now that even milk powder is sent, how should I explain it?

Could it be that Jiang Yi even fell in love with his nephew?If this is true, it makes sense, why didn't I see him express anything special to him as an uncle?

Oh, every time I see him, I just give him white wine, knowing that my niece won't let him drink it, but I still give it away, and I have to sleep in his room after drinking.

The more Zhang Guocai thought about it, the more he felt something was wrong. Was Shen Changan looking at Jiang Li or him?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhang Guocai was taken aback, and he immediately petrified on the spot.

"Uncle, uncle, why don't you speak?"

Jiang Yi pushed his uncle several times, and Zhang Guocai just woke up like a dream.

"it's okay no problem."

"Uncle, why are you sweating on your forehead?"

The weather is quite cold now, and my uncle was suddenly sweating profusely. Jiang Yi felt curious when he saw it.

"I'm fine, it's just that the weather is hot and I'm a little tired from work, so I'm going to wash my face now."

Zhang Guocai turned and left, trembling as he walked.

"But I haven't seen you sweat so much during the day. Is it so hot at night?"

Jiang Yi scratched his head in confusion, then continued to work.

In the evening, Jiang Yi washes and cuts the vegetables, and Jiang Li only needs to come over to cook.

"Jiang Yi, why did you prepare so many dishes today?"

While the two were talking, Shen Chang'an had already pushed the yard away and walked in consciously.

"Didn't you go to work? Why are you here again so soon?"

Every time Jiang Li saw Shen Chang'an, he felt uncomfortable and couldn't help but ask a few words.

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