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Chapter 140 Huaixin City
So they first lived in the house prepared by the government for Song Qingfei.

There are some buildings here, most of which are four or five stories high, and some are small courtyards. They are incomparable with big cities like Shanghai. It can be seen that in the same era, there is a big difference in living standards due to different regions.

They lived in the small courtyard assigned to them. It was an area with two bedrooms and a living room, a bathroom and a kitchen. The small courtyard was large enough to grow some vegetables. Someone had lived there before and the vegetables they grew were still left in the field.

Shen Feifei took the children to put away the luggage. Song Xinglan and Song Xingyue were not very happy looking at the house. They had lived in villas or buildings since they were young and had never lived in a house like this.

Shen Feifei asked them to go to their rooms to pack up. The main room of the house was the living room, and there was a room on the east and west sides. They lived in the west room. After entering, there was a double bed and two desks, and then two small cabinets for them to store their clothes. These were all prepared by Song Qingfei.

The two children lived in the same room when they were young and just arrived in Shanghai. After they moved to the new home, they lived separately. Their rooms were both very large and they had never been crowded into one room.

The two of them were very uncomfortable and ran to complain to Shen Feifei and Song Qingfei. Shen Feifei said, "Dad has bought a house for us, but it hasn't been renovated yet. You can separate after the house is renovated."

Song Qingfei also said: "The current conditions are only temporary, and other children outside live in one room with several people without complaining. You must learn to overcome this difficulty. Do you know that many families here live in houses as big as ours?"

"No way? Then how do they live?" Song Xinglan obviously didn't believe it. Song Xingyue didn't say anything, but she didn't seem to believe it either.

Song Qingfei took the two children and said, "I'll take you to see it, but don't talk nonsense. Just call for help when I tell you to." The two children nodded in agreement and followed Song Qingfei out.

They first came to the small courtyard next door. Song Qingfei knocked on the door. A woman in her sixties opened the door. Song Qingfei shouted, "Hello, Auntie Wang." Then he asked the children to shout, "Call Grandma Wang."

"Hello, Grandma Wang." Both children were very polite.

"Hello."

Song Qingfei gave the gift in his hand to Auntie Wang, but she refused to accept it. Song Qingfei said, "Please accept it. It's not a valuable thing. These are some snacks my wife brought from Shanghai. Let the family try them."

As he said this, he stuffed the things into Auntie Wang's hands, and then took the child into the room. Auntie Wang politely greeted him, "Come in, have some tea."

After entering the house, the two children saw a bunk bed in the living room. They looked at each other and didn't dare to say anything. Then Song Qingfei said, "Auntie Wang, are the children at home?"

"Today is Sunday, and our Xiaomei is doing homework in the house." Then he shouted to the west room: "Xiaomei, come out, there are guests at home."

A child who looked about the same age as Song Xinglan and Song Xingyue walked out of the house. Aunt Wang asked her to call someone, and the girl obediently called out, "Hello, Uncle Song." Song Qingfei nodded and asked the girl how old she was. The girl said she was nine years old and in the third grade, exactly one year older than the twins.

Song Qingfei said, "Xiaomei, can you bring your brothers and sisters to your room to check your homework?"

"Okay, Uncle Song." Xiaomei agreed and asked Song Xinglan and Song Xingyue to follow her into the house.

As soon as they entered the room, Song Xingyue looked at the two bunk beds in the room. They asked Xiaomei: "Sister Xiaomei, why do you have so many beds in your room?"

"My sister and I live in the upper bed in this room, my grandparents live in the lower bed, and my aunt lives in the lower bed, so there are a lot of beds." Xiaomei introduced embarrassedly. Song Xinglan asked again: "Who lives in the living room?"

"The living room is where my uncle and my brother live." After hearing the introduction, the brother and sister were a little shocked. They didn't expect so many people to live in such a small house. Although they were surprised, they didn't say anything nonsense.

Instead, he took Xiaomei to look at her homework and textbooks and asked her about school matters.

Seeing that it was almost time, Song Qingfei called people outside, and the two of them came out and made an appointment with Xiaomei to go to their house to play after school tomorrow.

When they got home, Song Xinglan and Song Xingyue ran to Shen Feifei and told her what they saw. "Mom, don't you think they feel crowded?"

"Of course I feel crowded." Shen Feifei answered them while packing her clothes.

"It's so crowded, why don't they move out?" Song Xingyue didn't understand.

Before Shen Feifei could say anything, Song Xinglan said, "You don't have money. If you had money, who would still live here? You would have bought a new house like us."

"Are houses very expensive?" Song Xingyue didn't quite understand, but Song Xinglan knew, because when he was in Beijing, he often went out to play with other children in the alley and knew a lot about their situation.

The monthly pocket money he and his sister get is almost as much as other people's monthly living expenses, so he said, "Of course it's expensive. We have money and it's not expensive, but their monthly salary is only 100 yuan, which is about the same as our pocket money."

"So little." Song Xingyue pouted.
Shen Feifei didn't feel it when she was in Shanghai. The prices there were higher, and most of the people she met were rich people. The schools her two children attended were very good schools, so her two children had a different understanding of money than children from ordinary families.

Shen Feifei felt that this was not a good idea. They could be rich and spend money generously, but they must have a clear understanding of money and not be taken advantage of.

So Shen Feifei said, "From today on, your pocket money will be the same as the kids here. I'll go ask about the pocket money for the kids here later."

"No, Mom." Both children were unwilling.

Shen Feifei said, "I will not touch your original 100 yuan pocket money every month. I will deduct some of the pocket money from this 100 yuan every month. I will save the rest for you and give it to you during the Chinese New Year. Is that okay?"

The two children thought it was okay, as they didn't have much money to spend anyway, so they nodded in agreement. However, Song Xinglan also made a request: "If we have any big expenses in our daily lives, you have to give us the money."

"No problem." After Shen Feifei agreed, she let the brother and sister go back to the house to clean up their bedrooms and gave them their suitcases. Shen Feifei did not ask about their rooms.

Seeing that the house was almost cleaned up, Song Qingfei, who had just gone out to buy takeout, came back. He put the food on the table and called everyone to eat.

After dinner, Shen Feifei asked Song Qingfei: "My children and I are moving here. Should we treat our neighbors to a meal?"