Reborn in the 1970s, heading towards a happy life

Mr. Wei didn't speak. He only answered when Zhang Jialing and others asked. Zhang Jialing was very satisfied with the whole process.

"Grandpa Wei, if you want to sell these two yards, how much do you plan to sell them for?"

Mr. Wei looked at the yard in front of him, paused and then said softly.

"If you really want it, I will sell you these two yards for 40,000 yuan, no bargaining."

forty thousand? For Zhang Jialing today, it is not a lot. After all, these two yards are really good. After entering the yard three times, the house is well maintained. Even if he buys it, he does not need to continue to repair it. Moreover, this house has two houses in a row. A courtyard is relatively rare.

Zhang Jialing thought about it and felt that it was still good. It is already 1982. Compared with previous years, the price of courtyard houses has increased. I remember that when I bought the first one, it only cost a few thousand yuan. The price has increased. Quite a few.

The exits of these two courtyards are very good. The courtyard on the left side of the two courtyards faces the street. The east wing of the courtyard facing the street can also be opened to the street again and used as a facade.

"Okay, I bought it. Grandpa Wei, when will we transfer the ownership?"

When Mr. Wei heard that Zhang Jialing was willing to buy it, he was a little happy and a little regretful. He was happy that he would be able to go abroad to meet his son soon. Unfortunately, the yard where he had lived for decades was about to be sold. , naturally felt extremely reluctant to give up.

This place no longer belongs to me. This is the old house left by his ancestors, and it is also the place where he was born. Zhang Jialing also noticed the old man's sadness, but she didn't say anything.

"Okay, okay, little girl, I'll prepare it in these two days, and let's trade it in three days!"

Zhang Jialing thought that she would still need to go to work in three days, so she glanced at Feng Jianhui.

"Brother Feng, I have to go to work that day. How about leaving this matter to you? Don't worry, I will hand over the money to you."

Feng Jianhui nodded happily. He had already handled Zhang Jialing's purchase of a house before, so it didn't matter if he did it again.

"Okay, leave it to me, Grandpa Wei. I will come to you to transfer the property the day after tomorrow."

After finishing the matter, Zhang Jialing and the others left the courtyard, came to the entrance of the alley, and got in the car.

"Brother Feng, what's going on with Mr. Wei? Are you happy and sad at the same time when selling a house?"

Feng Jianhui smiled.

"Grandpa Wei's ancestors were in business, and the business was not small. Before liberation, his son was doing business all over the country. Later, in 1948, his son wanted to take Grandpa Wei, his wife and The children went abroad, but Grandpa Wei was unwilling and insisted on staying in China.

Later you also learned that after decades of no news, Grandpa Wei’s son finally contacted Grandpa Wei not long ago and asked him to sell the family house and go abroad to reunite. "

Feng Jianhui did not go into details, but told the story in general, and Zhang Jialing naturally understood.

"Feng Jianhui, are your grandfather and Mr. Wei an old acquaintance?"

Qin Lang, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said this, which surprised Feng Jianhui, but he smiled immediately.

"Haha, I knew I couldn't hide it from Brother Qin. It's true, but my grandfather is much younger than Mr. Wei. He's an old acquaintance. He's just my grandfather's senior!"

As for what kind of seniors they were, Qin Lang and Zhang Jialing didn't ask in detail. The Feng family was basically in the cultural or political circles, so the corresponding Mr. Wei should also fall into this category.

The three of them left Mr. Wei's place and did not rush home. Instead, they went to Donglaishun to eat hot pot. After the meal, Feng Jianhui left with a wink.

Qin Lang looked at Zhang Jialing and said. .

"Finally you have time, let's go to the park for a walk?"

Zhang Jialing readily agreed. After the two confirmed their relationship, they were basically very busy. Mainly Qin Lang was busier. Especially after he transferred to the public security system, he basically had little time to spend with Zhang Jialing.

Zhang Jialing understands this quite well. Furthermore, although she likes Qin Lang very much, she doesn't have any romantic feelings. Maybe it's due to her experience in the previous life! Although she is very young now, her heart no longer has the impulsiveness of young people. What she needs is a long-lasting, plain love.

The two care about each other, but they also have their own independent time and space. They just meet each other from time to time. Zhang Jialing doesn't know how Qin Lang treats love, but Zhang Jialing thinks this method is good.

Each has his or her own time and space. Apart from work, it is good for the two of them to get together during the rest of the time.

After Qin Lang went to the park and bought two tickets, he entered the park. The park was very big, and the two of them walked among the trees. It was already autumn. The autumn wind swept by, and the yellow leaves floated on the tree-lined paths. There is also a sense of desolation in autumn.

But Zhang Jialing kind of likes this feeling. How can I put it, Zhang Jialing likes to look at the scene of falling leaves flying, feeling both desolate and expectant.

Qin Lang held Zhang Jialing's hand and said softly.

"You like autumn very much? Don't they say autumn makes people sad?"

Zhang Jialing smiled and turned to look at Qin Lang.

"Although the ancients have many poems and pictures describing the desolation and sadness of autumn, I feel that autumn is also a hope."

Qin Lang looked at Zhang Jialing doubtfully.

"Hope, where is the hope? Isn't it said that there is hope in spring?"

The breeze blew, and another yellow leaf was lifted. Zhang Jialing turned around in the wind, and the fallen leaves fluttered around Zhang Jialing. She looked up at the yellow leaves falling in the sky.

"Autumn is a beautiful season, which represents maturity and harvest. In my hometown, this is the season when the autumn harvest begins, and the smiles on the farmers' faces bloom. Do you know? It is a season full of hope."

Qin Lang stared blankly at Zhang Jialing, who was smiling. He knew she was beautiful, but he never knew that she was even more beautiful in such an environment.

After Zhang Jialing finished speaking, she didn't hear Qin Lang's words. She turned around in confusion and found Qin Lang looking at her in a daze. She immediately felt funny, so she walked to Qin Lang and said.

"What are you looking at? Am I that beautiful?"

Qin Lang came to his senses, reached out and took off a golden leaf from Zhang Jialing's head, held it in his hand, and said softly.

"You are beautiful, just like this ginkgo leaf, shining with dazzling light, attracting my eyes, melting my heart, and making me feel the hope of autumn!"

The sudden sweet words made Zhang Jialing blush. In the first life of two lives, he was taken advantage of inexplicably, married to a scumbag, and ended up living a lonely life.

In this life, I originally wanted to live a peaceful life with Qin Lang, a straight man, but I never imagined that this straight man would have such a romantic moment and actually talk about love.

Seeing Zhang Jialing blushing, Qin Lang smiled softly, took off the fallen leaves from Zhang Jialing's shoulders again, and took Zhang Jialing's hand to walk along the tree-lined path filled with yellow leaves.