Siheyuan: Open a breakfast shop and make the city cry with envy

Siheyuan.

Chen Ze looked at Xu Damao who suddenly appeared and was slightly stunned.

Many scenes emerged in his mind.

Searching through his memory, he found that just as Xu Damao had said, his father and he had a very good relationship.

Although Xu Damao is not a good person, he has helped the Chen family a lot after Chen Ze's father passed away.

Chen Ze's mother had to work in a steel mill and often called Chen Ze to her home for dinner.

It is no exaggeration to say that he is half a son.

A warm feeling flowed through Chen Ze's heart.

"Uncle Damao." Chen Ze put on a smile on his face and greeted Xu Damao.

Xu Damao nodded in response, then looked at everyone in the room.

"These two houses originally belonged to the Chen family. Now Chen Ze and Jia Xiaodang have divorced, isn't it time to return the houses?"

"Don't take advantage of your numbers to bully others."

When Xu Damao got involved, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but frown.

There is a high possibility that these two rooms cannot be saved!

Yi Zhonghai was also worried that the matter would get out of hand. If he really went to the street office, Bang Geng would not get anything.

"Ahem, everyone calm down and talk it over nicely."

"Chen Ze, we understand that you are upset about divorcing Xiao Dang. But you can't take it out on Bang Geng. This house is indeed yours."

"But now you want to take it back, what will happen to Bang Geng's family? How about this, just rent your house?"

"How about renting these two tiled houses for five yuan a month?"

There was nothing wrong with Yi Zhonghai's words. He took Jia Geng's family into consideration and also acknowledged that the two rooms belonged to Chen Ze.

But how could Yi Zhonghai be so kind?

Two tiled houses, rented for five yuan a month.

In the 1980s, prices in urban areas were no longer the same as before.

The rent for just a shabby tile-roofed house is more than five yuan per month.

Xu Damao had already seen through it, and without waiting for Chen Ze to speak, he sneered and said,

"Uncle, you are so mean. Are you giving five dollars to a beggar?"

"Why don't you go out and ask around? How much is the monthly rent for these two big tiled houses? At least fifteen dollars!!"

The neighbors couldn't help but nod in agreement.

"We are all neighbors, Chen Ze and Jia Geng are relatives, five dollars is already a lot!" Yi Zhonghai frowned slightly, then looked at Chen Ze.

"You don't need these two rooms for now, and you don't have a stable job, so five dollars is very good."

"What do you think, Chen Ze?"

In just two sentences, it seemed that Yi Zhonghai was discussing with Chen Ze, but in fact it was full of confusion.

It is simply believed that Chen Ze is frail and sickly and is unable to earn money to support his family.

Treat him like a beggar and make him compromise.

Everyone at the scene looked at Chen Ze.

"I don't think so."

"Don't worry about whether I have a job or not. I can't let the dogs live in these two rooms any longer, even if I'm giving them to them."

"Old dog Yi, calling you an uncle is giving you face, do you really think it's still 20 years ago? It's the 1980s now, your uncle means nothing!!"

"It's my own house, I can do whatever I want. I'm saying this one last time, move out now!"

Chen Ze issued an ultimatum.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale, and he felt that his face had been greatly insulted.

In the courtyard house, I have been the boss for decades and have always had the residents under my control.

Instead, today he was insulted by Xu Damao and Chen Ze.

"Hehehe, Yi Zhonghai, hurry up and help the Jia family move." Xu Damao grinned.

At this time, Jia Zhang, who was standing by, could not agree. She raised her hand and pushed Xu Damao aside, shouting,

"No, absolutely not!"

"Bang Geng is living in this house now, so it belongs to our Jia family. Don't even think about moving out. I won't give you a dime in rent."

"You, you, you... you damn thing, get out of our house right now."

Yi Zhonghai was so upset that he was speechless.

Jia Zhang is really a fool. Saying such things now is just adding fuel to the fire.

At the street office, the registered owner of these two rooms is Chen Ze.

Not to mention that he lived in Banggeng for four years, even if he lived there for forty years, it would still belong to Chen Ze.

Yi Zhonghai suddenly felt tired.

"What are you doing? What are you doing at Bang Geng's house?"

Just as Yi Zhonghai was racking his brains to think of a solution, a familiar voice was heard in the courtyard.

Everyone looked in the direction of the voice and saw He Yuzhu's figure.

Seeing Sha Zhu, Qin Huairu seemed to have found a backbone.

Both eyes were instantly filled with tears.

He took Sha Zhu's arm and described the whole story with some exaggeration.

Sha Zhu frowned.

"Chen Ze, why are you so unreasonable?"

"You're fighting over the house right after we got divorced? I treated you like my own son for four years."

Chen Ze looked at the fool in front of him with a sarcastic look on his face.

"He Yuzhu, you are so bold. Do you treat me like your own son?"

"Then let me ask you, in these four years, have you ever given my family a grain of rice, or helped my family once? Or paid a penny?"

"I just remember that Jia Xiaodang would give Qin Huairu 15 yuan out of his monthly salary. Did he give all this money to Bang Geng in the end?"

Sha Zhu was ready to refute, but he didn't know what reason to use.

Because what Chen Ze said was true. In four years, he did not give a grain of rice or a penny to the Chen family.

Even Jia Xiaodang had to set aside 15 yuan from his monthly salary to subsidize the Jia family.

"Chen Ze, it's wrong to mention money. Can our love for you be measured by money?"

The voice just fell.

Xu Damao couldn't help but complain, "Silly Zhu, silly Zhu! You are now just like the Jia family!"

"I'm ashamed for you for saying these things. Hurry up and take a piss and look in the mirror to see if you still have the nerve to do it!"

Xu Damao's two sentences directly triggered Sha Zhu's passive skill.

Sha Zhu threw the schoolbag in his hand to the ground, raised his fist and hit Xu Damao hard.

"Who are you talking about, Xu Damao?"

Then he kicked Xu Damao hard between his legs.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch..."

Xu Damao howled like a ghost, his heart broken.

"You stupid idiot, your eight generations of ancestors!!"

Xu Damao ran while cursing, and even picked up a bench beside him as a weapon.

Although both of them are in their forties, Sha Zhu's fighting strength is still as good as before, and Xu Damao is no match for him even with a bench.

After a series of punches, Sha Zhu snatched the bench from Xu Damao, raised it and wanted to smash it hard at the latter.

In an instant, the neighbors' faces changed drastically.

The next second, the bench in Sha Zhu's hand was firmly grasped by a hand.

Everyone looked and saw it was Chen Ze!!

"Silly Zhu, you Jia family really don't have any shame!"

After saying that, Chen Ze grabbed the bench from Sha Zhu's hand and threw it hard to the ground.

Then he looked at the Jia family members, and then glanced at Yi Zhonghai.

Said coldly,

"I'll come to collect the room before tomorrow morning. If you haven't moved out yet, don't blame me for being rude!"

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