Siheyuan: Since 51

After buying some braised meat and two pounds of dried shrimp on the way, Lin Zhiyuan returned to the courtyard leisurely.

As he opened the door, Lin Zhiyuan couldn't help but frown.

How can I entertain guests when the house is dirty and messy?

In an instant, Lin Zhiyuan made a decision. It’s almost okay, he has to clean it up!

The Lin family's house is not big, with three rooms in the east wing. Each room is 4.5 meters deep from east to west and 3.5 meters wide from north to south, with a total area of ​​only about square meters.

Lin Zhiyuan strode quickly, turned around, and threw all the furniture, bedding, and miscellaneous items into the space.

Then, he got a bucket of water from the space, sprinkled it all over, and took a broom to sweep it.

Finally, use the concept of space to clean the furniture and put them back in place.

It's all done in less than half an hour.

Looking around with satisfaction, Lin Zhiyuan walked towards the stove.

The corn flour was processed again through spatial thought, and after it was made finer, some white flour was added to start making noodles.

The noodles had just been cooked when Lin Zhihui and Lin Manyu came back together.

Seeing the house look brand new, Lin Manyu blinked her big watery eyes and exclaimed, "Wow, brother, it's so clean, did you clean it?"

"Nonsense, if it's not me, who else could it be?"

Lin Zhiyuan laughed and scolded unhappily, "Brother Liping will come over later, we'll have a drink and talk about something, and you two can finish your noodles and do your homework."

"I know, brother!"

Zhou Liping arrived as soon as the noodles came out of the pot.

As soon as he entered the room, Zhou Liping pretended to be exaggerated, "It smells so good! Zhiyuan, what are you doing?"

"Make them a bowl of noodles so we can drink later!"

"Well, I brought some peanuts!"

The flour was finer, and Lin Zhiyuan was willing to add seasoning, so Lin Zhihui and Lin Manyu enjoyed the meal with pickles.

"Brother, this is delicious. It tastes ten thousand times better than before!"

Lin Zhiyuan laughed, "Alright, girl, eat quickly. If it tastes good, eat more. If it's not enough, I'll get more!"

They say that the little brats can eat their father into poverty, and it’s absolutely true.

Lin Zhihui ate two large bowls of rice before touching his stomach, looking very satisfied.

Lin Manyu also ate everything in her bowl.

Seeing his younger brothers and sisters eating and drinking their fill, Lin Zhiyuan felt an inexplicable surge of joy in his heart.

"After eating, go wash the pots and dishes, and then do your homework!"

As he spoke, Lin Zhiyuan took Zhou Liping into the inner room.

A plate of peanuts, half a plate of braised pork, and some potato chips fried by Lin Zhiyuan.

Lin Zhiyuan and Zhou Liping started drinking and chatting.

"Liping, I need your help with something?"

Zhou Liping picked up a peanut, put it in his mouth, and said, "Go ahead, you're still being polite to me?"

Lin Zhiyuan came forward and whispered, "I'm planning to buy three more houses. The owner may not be willing to do so, so I want you to help me!"

Zhou Liping immediately perked up, his eyes sparkling, "How can I help you? Tell me, do you want me to ask my old man to find out for you?"

"Need not!"

Lin Zhiyuan waved his hand, "I have a piece of news that I want to spread in our area. It's not convenient for me to come out. When you go home, talk to your grandfather. When you take a walk, talk to people. In the countryside, those who have land are landlords. There are many houses in the city, so does that count?"

"That's it?" Zhou Liping raised his eyebrows and asked, "Does that count?"

Lin Zhiyuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Why do you care whether it counts or not?"

"Okay, this is just a small matter, I thought I would need a lot of help!"

After seeing Zhou Liping off, Lin Zhiyuan packed up and took out the envelope.

There is only one piece of letter paper in total.

After reading it, Lin Zhiyuan was a little dazed.

The person who wrote the letter turned out to be his uncle Lin Jialiang who had disappeared for fourteen years.

The letter was vague. Apart from reporting that he was safe, it only said that he would entrust his son to Lam Ka Tung.

Throwing the letter and the envelope into the space, Lin Zhiyuan muttered to himself.

"Again? I'm almost a dad! I have to hurry up and buy a house, or it will be too cramped to live in!"

Lin Zhiyuan seriously underestimated the gossip power of his comrades.

In just three days, the rumor that a person with many houses in the city was considered a landlord spread like wildfire in Nanluoguxiang.

After telling Zhou Liping about it on Monday night, Mr. Zhou started to take action on Tuesday.

It was only Thursday, and when Lin Zhiyuan returned to the yard after get off work, he heard the discussions.

As the instigator who also had his own little tricks, Lin Zhiyuan immediately stepped forward and pretended to sigh.

"I'm going to get married soon, Zhihui is getting old, and I'm planning to buy another house. It seems I have to think about it carefully!"

"Zhihui, what are you afraid of? You can buy as many houses as you want. At most, you can buy two or three more. That's fine. They are arresting big landlords!"

"That's right! If you want to talk about the many houses, there's only one deaf old lady in our courtyard..."

"Shh!"

……

The deaf old lady never goes out of the front door or the back door.

But the news has reached my ears, how can I remain indifferent?

She was worried and frightened for a long time. The more she thought about it, the more scared she became. She walked on her small feet and ran straight to Yi Zhonghai's house.

After entering the house, he didn't hesitate and said directly: "Zhong Hai, you say, this house is considered a landlord, is it true or not?"

It’s hard to judge Yi Zhonghai either.

If you think that someone who owns land in the countryside is a landlord, then someone who owns a house in the city should be a landlord too, right?

After all, one collects rent from land and the other collects rent from houses, which are almost the same.

So, he frowned and said, "Old lady, it's hard to say, but I feel it's almost certain!"

The deaf old lady sighed, "Oh, I was thinking about collecting rent to support my old age, but I didn't expect... this..."

Yi Zhonghai suddenly thought of Lin Zhiyuan, thought about it, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old lady, if you ask me, just sell the house. You can use the money to support your old age. The house was sold, which is true. It has nothing to do with you. You also got the money from the rumors. You won't lose anything, right?"

The deaf old lady looked bitter, "At this critical moment, where can I find someone to buy a house?"

"Lin Zhiyuan!"

"He? He dares to buy it?"

"Everything depends on human effort. Let's go and ask!"

The deaf old lady was at a loss and just nodded.

Yi Zhonghai helped the deaf old lady to the front yard.

Without knocking, he walked straight into the house.

"Zhiyuan!"

Lin Zhiyuan raised his eyebrows, "Uncle Yi, you are too polite. You didn't even knock on the door!"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment, and quickly apologized: "Oh, I was anxious, I'll be more careful next time!"

"Come, sit down!" Lin Zhiyuan gestured, "Old lady, why are you here too? What's the matter?"

The deaf old lady didn't know how to open her mouth, and Yi Zhonghai saw this and immediately did it for her.

"Zhiyuan, I heard that you wanted to buy a house, and the old lady happened to be selling it, so I came over to discuss it with you."

Lin Zhiyuan pretended to be shocked.

"Uncle Yi, please don't hurt me. It's been a hot topic recently, haven't you heard about it?"

Yi Zhonghai pretended to be calm, "They arrested people from several large compounds. What does it have to do with us ordinary people?"

Lin Zhiyuan looked at Yi Zhonghai suspiciously without saying anything.

After a long while, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but said, "It's all rumors, nothing real. Besides, buying a house is a daily necessity for you two brothers, the government won't interfere!"

He almost believed what Yi Zhonghai said, but looking at Lin Zhiyuan's expression, he seemed to be still struggling.

"Is it really okay?"