Siheyuan: Silly Zhu is not my father

Chapter 228 Two Houses
"I can't buy this house, old man, you can live in peace of mind, and don't think about silly Zhu."

After thinking for a while, He Xiao still shook his head.

To be honest, it is useless for him to buy this house. The most important thing he needs now is a house.

"He Xiao, I don't want to be expensive, just give me some money."

He Daqing looked up and glanced at the room, feeling a little sad in his heart.

But being able to sell it to He Xiao is considered to be in the right hands, and it's better than letting Sha Zhu lose.

Sighing, the old man said firmly, "If you don't buy it, I'll sell it to someone else. Anyway, I'm sure I'll sell this house."

He Xiao opened his mouth, not knowing how to persuade him.

Looking at the old man's appearance, he said helplessly, "Why are you bothering?"

After a while, seeing that the old man was still staring at him, he had no choice but to say: "Fine, if you really want to sell, I'll take it, but you don't need to move, just live in it all the time."

"You don't have to worry about me. At worst, I'll take the money and move to Yushui to retire."

He Daqing smiled, and settled one matter on his mind.

He really doesn't want to stay in this hospital anymore.

"Hey, you have a good idea."

He Xiao nodded in agreement, chatted with the old man, and then he opened the door and walked out.

Looking back at the north room, he felt quite a sigh in his heart, unexpectedly this house was in his hands again.

In addition to the house book bought from Xu Damao, half of the houses in the courtyard belonged to him.

"Hey, I have become the big house owner in the courtyard."

Shaking his head, He Xiao was about to go back to the backyard when he saw Qin Huairu next to him kick his motorcycle.

"Little bastard, if you stop messing around, I'll throw it away..."

"what?"

He Xiao was amused, he looked at Qin Huairu carefully, and then said in a bad mood:

"Qin, why are you crazy? My motorcycle is parked here, what's bothering you? Is this your yard?"

Qin Huairu turned around and stared at him fiercely.

"He Xiao, it's all your fault. You made me into what I am now and caused our family to be beaten. It's all your fault."

He Xiao was taken aback and couldn't help taking a step back.

It's not that he is timid, the key is that Qin Huairu is too ugly now, her face is not yet sharp, and with a little nerve, it is really scary.

"Hey, isn't it all your fault? If you want to blame it, you can blame yourself. I am doing justice for the sky."

He Xiao retorted, then pushed the little Suzuki up and hurried away.

Forget it, it's better not to quarrel with Qin Huairu, if you can't understand the quarrel with her, she will regret it when the stick goes in later.

"call……"

Back in the backyard, He Xiao parked the car and hurried back to the house.

……

Early the next morning, He Xiao was lying on the rosewood bed and was falling asleep when he was woken up by the quarrel outside.

Scratching his head, he felt a little strange.

Now there are only three families left in the backyard, who is arguing?
Putting on his underpants, he walked out curiously.

"Bang, bang, bang."

"Liu Haizhong, pay back the money..."

"Liu Haizhong, hurry up and pay back the money, if you don't pay back the money, I'll buy the house for you."

At the door of the east room, there were three young men standing, and they slapped the door cursingly.

Seeing this, He Xiao was taken aback, okay, this is a debt?

Scanning the courtyard, seeing Tang Yanling standing aside watching the excitement, he immediately moved over.

"Sister, what's going on?"

Tang Yanling looked back into the room, seeing that the stick hadn't come out, she said casually:
"I heard that the second uncle mortgaged the house in order to do business. It's not that he and Xu Damao's messy TV sets were confiscated by the police. The creditors came to ask for money, and if they don't have money, they want the house."

Hearing what she said, He Xiao understood that all of this was Lou Xiaoe's handwriting.

Hey, now that Xu Damao is gone, Liu Haizhong can't.

Speaking of it, the second uncle is too greedy, how can he bet on the house he lives in?

Alas, Xu Damao is also very harmful.

……

In the back room, as soon as Bang Geng pushed the door and came out, he saw He Xiao standing beside Tang Yanling.

His face changed, and he strode over.

"Hmph, get out of the way."

Pushing He Xiao away, he stood directly beside his wife.

"Who?"

He Xiao staggered, turned around and found that it was a stick.

He hated it secretly, but there was a smile on his face.

"Hey, stick, your face is almost healed. I can't even see that your face is swollen. I'll get you some ice cubes later, and you can apply a cold compress, and it will be completely healed."

"Hmph, I'm in good health, so I'm sure to get better soon."

Stick touched his face, a little proud, he never thought that he would recover so quickly.

In a good mood, he took Tang Yanling's hand and asked about what happened in the yard.

Tang Yanling's expression was a little unnatural. She repeated what she had just said to He Xiao.

"mortgage?"

Sticking to his heart, he took a careful look at the second uncle's house.

Walking up to several debtors, he asked curiously, "Brothers, how much do you owe Liu Haizhong?"

"4000 yuan, what's the matter, you pay it for him?"

"I have nothing to do with Liu Haizhong."

Stick waved his hand quickly, and he retreated embarrassingly.

He can't get 4000 yuan out, and he still has to keep foreign exchange certificates in his family.

It seems that this bargain is out of reach.

Liu Haizhong is really a chicken thief, his back cover house was mortgaged to Xu Damao for three thousand, so can the east house in Liu Haizhong be worth four thousand?

"Squeak."

Just as he was thinking, Bang Jian saw Liu Haizhong walking out with a gray face.

Looking at the debtors, he trembled and said, "I really don't have any money now, can you give me a little more time?"

"I'll forgive you, who will forgive us? Bah, I don't have the money to pay for the house."

"house……"

Liu Haizhong looked back at the house he had lived in for decades, and his tears were about to fall.

"Woo, the house, my house, bangs, it's all your fault, it's all your fault."

The second aunt couldn't stand listening in the room, so she came out crying.

"Don't pretend to be pitiful for me. It's only natural to pay back the debt. Whether you want to pay back the money today or keep the house, you can choose for yourself."

The three debtors have long since lost their patience, and their words are also very ruthless.

"Wait, wait, wait."

Liu Haizhong stood at the door and waited for a while, seeing that none of the neighbors in the yard came over, he gradually gave up.

Today, this hurdle cannot be crossed.

Alas, Liu Haizhong was not reconciled to just giving them the house. His big house was only 4000 yuan, and he was at a loss.

After sweeping the courtyard, Liu Haizhong got up and walked towards He Xiao.

"Second uncle, what is this?"

Seeing Liu Haizhong walking in front of him, He Xiao was taken aback.

To be honest, Liu Haizhong is miserable and pitiful now, but He Xiao has no thought of helping, he is not a saint.

(End of this chapter)