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Jia Zhang looked up at the house and said, "Bang Geng, what do you think about grandma selling the house?"

"Where will I live after I sell it? Will I live under a bridge? I don't want that."

"Let's rent a house. We can still sell the house for some money. At least that bastard will accept it. Let's rent a house. The money from selling the house will be enough for us to use for a while. Your mother has ignored us, so we can only rely on ourselves."

Hearing that there was money to be spent, Bang Geng didn't care. Anyway, as long as he had food and drink and a house to live in, that was enough. He said, "Grandma, you make the decision. I don't care. The Jia family will be extinct in the future. What's the use of a house?"

"Pah, pah, pah, what nonsense! How could the Jia family be extinct? That damn girl must have faked it. When the house is sold and we have the money, grandma will take you to the hospital. It may not be your problem."

"Well, you arrange it, as long as you have the money."

Jia Zhang shook her head helplessly. Since his mother was not coming, she could only rely on herself. Renting a house was not expensive now, but buying a house was said to cost several thousand yuan. She still had to ask around and have a good talk with him.

The next day, Jia Zhang quit her job. After working for more than ten days, her salary was less than ten yuan. She also went to the street office to inquire about the current housing prices. In a large compound like this, many residents only have one or two rooms, and the current price is about a thousand yuan per room. It also depends on the size of the house. If it is too small, it cannot be charged at the market price.

Jia Zhang knew that she would definitely charge the price of two rooms for her two rooms. After returning, she went to the backyard. Jiang Feng opened the door and saw that it was Jia Zhang. He asked, "Aunt Zhang, is there anything wrong?"

"Xiao Feng, I heard that you were buying houses, so I wanted to ask you how much my two rooms are worth. All the old neighbors in this courtyard have moved away, and it's meaningless for my family to live here."

Jiang Feng was amused, looking at Jia Zhang's haggard face, which was totally different from the plump and rosy face in the TV series. She had been sweeping the streets recently and looked darker. He said, "Have you calculated the size of your house? I have never seen it."

Jia Zhang said, "It's almost the same as theirs, both have two rooms. Xiaofeng, can you see if you can exchange them for a smaller one?"

"You can't change to a house that's almost the same as theirs. They won't make the difference in price. The smallest house they have is bigger than your current one. Do you have the money to make up for it?"

"Xiao Feng, you see Aunt Zhang has watched you grow up, so you shouldn't be much older now. If you help me, I can give you the house, and we'll all be at ease."

"Aunt Zhang, I can't help you with this. If I agree to you, what will happen to those people in the past? Will they all come back to find me? Aunt Zhang, you should find someone else."

After Jiang Feng finished speaking, he wanted to close the door and was too lazy to invite her in to sit down. She was just a person who wanted to take advantage of him. He could just watch her die slowly.

Jia Zhang stretched out her hand to block the door and said, "Xiao Feng, forget it if you can't change it. I'm thinking about selling the house to you. I've also inquired about it. It's fine to pay the market price."

Jiang Feng was surprised that such a good thing would not always be taken advantage of. He said, "That's fine, but I need to go and have a look first. There are also standards for the market price of houses. If they don't meet the standards, the price will be lower. If they exceed the standards, they can be bought at a higher price."

"Yes, yes, we need to look at things before buying them. There is no problem. The house can be occupied at any time. We usually clean it regularly. Do you think you have time to go and take a look now?"

Jiang Feng thought it was not necessary to be in such a hurry, so he said, "Okay, let's go and take a look."

Jia Zhang led the way, and Jiang Feng followed to Jia's house. He saw the end at a glance. The two rooms together were about 40 square meters. They were separated later. Jiang Feng looked around and was too lazy to say anything about the house. It would be redecorated anyway.

"Aunt Zhang, your two rooms are separated by themselves, right? They are larger than one room. Two rooms are obviously not enough. It is not cost-effective according to the market price. Think about whether to sell them or not."

"How could that be? I went to the street to ask, and now all the houses in the slums are like this, and they are all priced according to the market price. Don't lie to me."

"How could I lie to you? If you don't believe me, you can also post it at the street office and see what people who come to see the house say. We are neighbors in the same yard. How much money can I save by lying to you?"

Jia Zhang said half-doubtfully, "I'll go ask. See what price you can offer so I can have a better idea."

"Aunt Zhang, it's hard to say. If I say the price is too high, you will blame me if you can't sell your house. If I say it's too low, then I'm not being mean and trying to take advantage of you. You can go and find out for yourself. If you think the price is right, then you can sell it. If not, then keep it."

Jiang Feng walked out after he finished speaking. Jia Zhang stretched out her hand but didn't say anything. She was thinking of asking first. If it didn't work out, he could sell it to someone else. Anyway, he wanted to take over the house in the yard, so let him go and negotiate with others.

Jia Zhang never thought that no one would be willing to buy her house. It was obvious that the owner was moving in. It was obvious that they wanted to sell it at a high price, otherwise they would have bought it long ago. It was not like no one wanted it.

That afternoon, Jia Zhang went to the street office and said that she was going to sell her house, that she was unemployed, and that she was going to return to her hometown. This was just an explanation. The street office collected her information and told her to go home and wait, and that they would come to her if anyone came to ask about it.

What Jia Zhang didn't know was that right after she drove them away, someone had already reported the matter and had already announced that Courtyard 95 would be reserved for sale as long as someone came to buy the house, and someone would naturally come to contact them. Jiang Feng got the news the next day and thought to herself that there was no need to rush and she should wait and see, otherwise she would have thought the house was easy to sell.

For a week, Jia Zhang waited at home during the day, relying on the little money in her hand for food and drink. There was no movement at all. She still had dreams from time to time at night. It was still the same old thing, but Jia Zhang seemed to have calmed down. It didn't matter what happened. At worst, Old Jia would come and take me away. Life was too tiring, and I just couldn't rest well at night.

Seeing that it had no effect, Jiang Feng couldn't help but admire her generosity. She was much more magnanimous than Yi Zhonghai. Even if this man had done something wrong, she was not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door. It seemed that the only thing that could make her nervous now was money.

Jiang Feng calculated the time and it was about time for someone to come. Jiang Feng arranged three groups of people to view the house. The first two times they all came to find faults. Unless she didn't sell it, she probably wouldn't be able to make a living if she didn't sell it. It was just that little money, and now was not the time when she could live on 5 yuan for a month.

Over the next ten days, people did come to Jia Zhang's house. The first time they came, they complained that the house was too small and refused to lower the price. The second time they offered a lower price, but when they heard that there were only a few families living in the courtyard, they realized that all the other houses had been taken away.

He turned around and left. Jia Zhang pulled him aside to ask why. The other person said, "Someone has already bought your yard. What's the point of buying two rooms? You might have to move out in the future. You don't want to bother with that."

Jia Zhang still has patience with people outside. What they said is right. Jiang Feng definitely wants to take over the yard, and it is right for them not to want any trouble.

The third visitor took even longer, almost a month, and Jia Zhang had already used up a quarter of the money she had. She was worried that if this continued, the family would run out of food in two or three months.

When the people came to look at the house this time, Jia Zhang was very humble. The house was small, and they said that as long as the price was right, it would be fine. They also said that they had been transferred here to work at the steel rolling mill, and the house allocated by the factory was not big enough for them to live in, so they bought one specifically for their elderly to live in, and they would have to sell it sooner or later, so this place was just right and quiet.

After several negotiations, the man insisted on 1800 yuan, which was much lower than the market price. However, the house was also small. Jia Zhang was not willing to give up, so she went to ask Jiang Feng for information. Jiang Feng refused to make an offer, saying that it was not easy to say. Others were already looking at houses, so why should I get involved? I would have to be their neighbor in the future.

Jia Zhang was unwilling but there was nothing she could do. No one came to ask about it later. The money in her hands was decreasing day by day. She was unsure. She would be unwilling to sell it, but she didn't know what would happen in the future if she didn't sell it. It was also a question whether there would be anyone interested in it. Although house prices outside were still rising, those were for high-rise buildings. The price of this kind of slum had not increased much. People went there for the independent toilets.

In the end, it was Bang Geng who made the decision to sell it. There was no point in keeping it anyway, and they would soon have no living expenses. What's the point of holding on to the house? They could have something better to eat after selling the house. Jia Zhang was also determined to get married, so she went to the street office and said they agreed. The street office told her to go back and wait, and they would notify the man to come to her house for the transaction.

This time there were no setbacks at all. Led by the staff of the street office, they came and paid the money, and immediately went to the street office to handle the formalities. Jia Zhang followed them all the way to sign and put their fingerprints. After completing the process, they took the money and left. They also agreed on when the house would be delivered, and the man took the documents and went into another office.

Jiang Feng was sitting inside, signing each document, but he still reminded them to find two older people to live in. There was another house in the yard, so they should move in first at the agreed time.

The man nodded, took the signed document and went to handle the formalities. After signing, Jiang Feng went home, greeted Yan Fugui at the gate of the courtyard, and walked slowly to the backyard with a bright smile on his face.

Jia Zhang also saw it in the house, and couldn't help but curl her lips and whispered: "Huh, you still want to take back the yard, and you are not willing to pay more money, otherwise I would sell the house to you. Now it's good, let you go and argue with that family, they won't sell you the house they just bought."

Jiang Feng didn't know what Jia Zhang was thinking. He just laughed as soon as he closed the door at home. No matter how cunning you are, you still have to sell the house obediently in the end.

With this opportunity, it became easier to get Jia Zhang to sell the house, as it seemed like they were going to stay there for a long time. Jiang Feng had also made up his mind and decided to give up. Otherwise, he would have to wait until that day when they wanted to sell the house, and by then, it would be Yan Suanpan who would be anxious.