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Chapter 172 I thought you were so ambitious.

Ding Surong could have stayed in the city; her family had already found her a job, and they were just waiting for her to complete the retirement process so she could take over.

But someone wrote an anonymous letter of complaint to her father's factory, and her parents had no choice but to send her to the countryside.

Due to time constraints, her parents could only arrange for her to be sent to the nearest rural area to Beijing, hoping that she could still come home to visit from time to time.

But she didn't expect the educated youth settlement to be so dilapidated. The houses were not only broken, but the rooms were also cramped. Apart from the shared sleeping area, there was only a passageway for people to walk through. There was no place to put the cabinet she wanted to buy.

What she least expected was that these former educated youths would gang up on her.

The more she thought about it, the sadder she became, and her eyes welled up with tears.

This left Wang Zhijun somewhat at a loss.

Seeing her like this, I thought of something: "If you want to live in a spacious house, then pay for your own house to build one. There were two educated youths who built their own houses before."

Upon hearing this, Ding Surong fell silent. It wasn't that she didn't have the money to build a house, but her mother had told her that she would find an opportunity for her to return to the city as soon as possible. If she couldn't return to Beijing, she would try to find a way for her to go to her maternal grandfather's place in Tianjin. So she didn't want to waste the money.

At this moment, a man came out of the male educated youth's house: "If you don't want to build a house and still want to live in a room by yourself, then why don't you go ask Liu Chuxue's family? They are building a new house now, and it will be finished in a few days."

Once her family moves to their new house, you can rent the place they're currently living in.

Upon hearing this, Ding Surong asked, "Is her old house very dilapidated?"

He waved his hand and said, "You're mistaken. Her house isn't dilapidated at all. In fact, the main house is still a half-brick house. It's just that they built a new house for some other reasons."

Wang Zhijun disagreed, saying, "Their new house isn't even finished yet. How do you know they're willing to rent it out? You're just spouting nonsense."

Xiang Qianjin, however, had an indifferent expression: "It's just a suggestion. As for whether to rent it out or not, we'll have to ask them. Besides, if they move to a new house, the house will just sit empty anyway. We can still collect rent if we rent it out. Anyone who's not stupid won't refuse." Shen Zipeng, who came with Ding Surong, said: "Settle in first, and ask them when you meet them."

Ding Surong listened to the advice and said, "I understand."

As soon as she entered the room, Zhang Yijia scoffed, "I thought you were so ambitious."

However, Ding Surong didn't argue with him this time.

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Fu Family in Beijing
As soon as the third daughter-in-law, Zhang Yurong, arrived home, she approached Fu's mother, Geng Ruzhi, and said, "Mom, I have something to tell you."

Madam Fu's hands didn't stop working: "What is it?"

The third daughter-in-law moved even closer to her, but the way she spoke almost made Fu's mother fly to heaven. She reached out and pushed her third daughter-in-law away: "There's no one else at home right now, so just say what you have to say. Why are you getting so close?"

The third daughter-in-law did not notice anything unusual about her mother-in-law: "Mom, I heard that Ding Runlan is back."

Upon hearing the name, Madam Fu's face immediately darkened: "So what if she's back? What business is it of ours?"

The third daughter-in-law was about to move closer to her when Fu's mother stopped her, saying, "If you have something to say, don't come near me."

Now Zhang Yurong finally understood. After all, her husband had told her to brush her teeth more often, saying that she might have a sore throat recently, and his tone was very harsh: "Mom, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to."

Mother Fu knew that her third daughter-in-law had been a bit stressed these past few days, and not wanting her to feel awkward, she said, "Alright, just tell me what's on your mind."

(End of this chapter)