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Looking at the melancholy expression of the old man and the unfriendly eyes of the old woman.

Fang Xiang quietly left the uncle's house.

Qin Huairu, who was washing clothes just now, has disappeared.

Fang wanted to walk towards the backyard.

Soon we entered the second uncle's house.

"Finally you're back!"

Before Fang Xiang could say hello, the sharp-eyed Liu Guangtian stood up excitedly.

The second uncle and his family, who were having dinner, were all shocked.

"This is?"

Even Fang Xiang almost forgot what he was here for.

"Oh, it's Xiao Fang, come here.

I just happened to have something to talk to you about."

When the second uncle saw that it was Fang Xiang, he quickly put down his bowl and chopsticks and walked out of the house.

Fang Xiang didn't say anything, just followed silently.

It was not until they reached Fang Xiang's door that the second uncle turned around and looked at Fang Xiang.

Fang Xiang understood instantly, took out the key and opened the door.

The two entered the room and turned on the light.

"Your house has a deed, right?!"

The second uncle was not polite and sat directly on the chair, acting like the owner of the house.

Fang Xiang didn't waste any time and walked into the inner room, pretending to take something out of the drawer.

The house deed was taken out from the space.

He turned around, walked a few steps, and handed it to the second uncle.

The second uncle took it and read it over and over again in his hands.

He squeezed the paper and touched the place where the stamp was.

"400?"

The second uncle raised his head and stared at Fang Xiang.

"400."

Fang Xiang nodded.

The second uncle didn't say anything and put the house deed on the table.

He opened the door and left with big strides.

Fang Xiang ignored him and just sat on the chair.

In less than two minutes, the second uncle came back with an iron box.

"You click."

As soon as he entered the door, the second uncle handed the iron box to Fang Xiang.

Fang wanted to open the iron box.

Inside, there are bundles of unity tied up with rubber bands.

Although they are all old banknotes, you can see that they have been carefully flattened.

After counting them one by one, Fang Xiang nodded.

“It is said that raising a son is a way to prepare for old age.

Guangqi never returned, and Guangtian and Guangfu did not live up to his expectations.

It's almost 24 years old, and I still don't have a wife.

That’s fine, but I can’t even find a formal job…”

The second uncle suddenly opened up and started chattering.

Fang Xiang patiently listened to the gossip of the second uncle's family for a while.

"The day after tomorrow is Monday. If you have time, let's go to the Housing Authority to complete the formalities?"

Finally, when the second uncle said he was tired, Fang Xiang found an opportunity to interrupt.

"Okay, then I'll take a leave. We'll meet at the entrance of the Housing Management Office at 9 a.m."

The second uncle looked like someone who had been holding back his emotions for a long time and finally found a trash can to pour them out.

In the blink of an eye, he was like a completely different person.

"Xiao Fang, that old man can do the job.

Do you think I can do it?"

Just when Fang Xiang stood up and was about to go out.

The second uncle suddenly said something else.

"That's their chance. Whether you get it or not depends on luck.

"What a great man... Almost out of luck."

Fang Xiang touched the iron box in his hand, not knowing where this old man got the idea from.

But she didn't reject him directly, she just said something with a double meaning.

"Then Xiao Fang, do you think I have this luck?"

Fang wanted to take out the key and prepare to close the door and leave.

Unexpectedly, the second uncle stood still, looking at Fang Xiang with eyes full of greed and desire.

"Second uncle, tell me, is there a possibility?

How did an old man get such good luck?

In the future, if you also have this luck.

Will he leave for the same reason?"

Fang wanted to laugh. This second uncle was definitely a power-obsessed person.

I still can't figure it out.

After saying that, he raised his hand and gestured with the key, indicating that he was going to close the door.

The second uncle's face was full of hope and desire just now.

It immediately turned into a haze.

Without saying a word, he walked out of the room silently.

"Click."

With the crisp sound of the lock.

Fang Xiang locked the door.

Without even saying hello to the second uncle, he turned around and left.

I didn’t expect that I haven’t even walked out of the Chuihua Gate yet.

"Xiao Fang, Xiao Fang."

The third uncle lifted the curtain and grabbed Fang Xiang.

“You just said that it doesn’t cost two hundred yuan.

Giving you 25 yuan a month, I think you should take a step back.

I'll give you 21 yuan a month, is that okay with you?"

The third uncle glanced at the second uncle who had not walked far yet, and deliberately lowered his voice.

"Uncle, you are late."

Fang Xiang was so angry that he laughed again.

When he opened the iron box in his hand, the fullness of unity instantly dazzled the uncle's eyes.

Before the third uncle's eyes could move away from the iron box.

Fang Xiang closed the iron box and walked out.

“I sold the house and left this yard after I traveled through time.

It was the most correct thing I did.”

As the engine roared, Fang Xiang muttered to himself.

Fang Xiang was driving his jeep and just turned into the alley when he saw an acquaintance.

"Hey! You... Oh hey, you want to?! What are you doing???"

Sha Zhu was carrying a lunch box and swaggering in the middle of the road.

If Fang Xiang hadn't braked in time, he would have almost crashed.

But Shazhu was sharp-eyed and just as he was about to curse, he turned the words around.

"Brother Zhuzi, just came back?"

Fang wanted to quickly put the car in neutral, pull the handbrake, and say hello.

"Hey, when did you get in the car?

Come on, let me take a look, it's really rare."

At this moment, Sha Zhu still looked carefree and heartless.

He held the lunch box in one hand and waved the other hand towards Fang Xiang.

It means that Fang wants to get off the car.

Fang Xiang suddenly didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I turned the key, turned off the engine, opened the door, and got out of the car.

"Oh my goodness, wow, this car is so beautiful.

I wonder where you got such a big thing?

Aren’t you still in school? The school also gives you this?"

Sha Zhu carried the lunch box, leaned his head out, looked here, touched there.

His mouth was never idle, he was always talking in surprise.

Fang Xiang, who was standing next to the car, immediately smelled an odor of alcohol.

Well, Shazhu must have been drinking.

But it seems that there are not many.

"Come on, come on, brother, I brought a box of snacks from the cafeteria today.

Let’s go to my brother’s house and have a drink together.”

After looking at the car, Sha Zhu turned around, pulled Fang Xiang’s sleeve and wanted to walk back.

"Brother Zhuzi, I have something else to do. You can go back and drink by yourself."

Fang Xiang let go of Sha Zhu's hand without saying a word.

Smiling, he rejected Sha Zhu's invitation.

"Okay, Fang, you look down on your brother, don't you?

"Okay! You go your way, and I, your brother, go mine."

When Sha Zhu saw Fang Xiang's attitude, he instantly got angry.

He immediately raised his head high and squinted his eyes at Fang Xiang.

He was just saying polite words.

"Brother Zhuzi, take care. I'll treat you to a drink when I have time."

Fang Xiang smiled and shook his head, not arguing with him.

He just said something politely.

"Don't worry! I can't afford your wine."

Sha Zhu threw his shoulders aside, spread his legs, and walked away swaying like a scoundrel.

"In order to suppress the bandits... first we have to dress the bandits up as if they were sharp knives thrust into the Tiger Mountain.

I swear to... "

While swaying, he was singing some opera that Fang Xiang couldn't understand.

Fang Xiang suddenly felt a little envious. This kind of carefree life seemed not bad.

But he immediately shook his head, got into the car again and started the engine.