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The following day, I packed my bags and bought train tickets.

On the third day, the green train finally started to sway.

Lin Xiulan leaned on Lu Qingshan's shoulder, but her sleep was not peaceful.

The sound of wheels hitting the rails, mixed with the cacophony of accents from all over the country, made her feel a little uneasy.

She quietly opened her eyes, watching the unfamiliar scenery rushing past the window, and unconsciously gripped Lu Qingshan's arm.

"Don't be afraid."

Lu Qingshan's voice rang in her ears, carrying a reassuring power.

He took her hand and wrapped each of her cold fingers in his palm.

"Go to sleep, I'll wake you when we get there."

Lin Xiulan hummed in agreement and closed her eyes again. This time, she felt much more at ease.

When I opened my eyes again, the train was already slowly pulling into the station.

We've arrived in the provincial capital.

Stepping out of the station, I was greeted by a bustling crowd and the incessant ringing of train bells.

Lin Xiulan instinctively hid behind Lu Qingshan, clutching his clothes tightly, looking at this completely unfamiliar world with a mixture of curiosity and timidity.

High-rise buildings, asphalt roads, and men and women on the street dressed in all sorts of beautiful clothes.

All of this made her feel both curious and a little inferior.

Following the address given in Zhao Zhiqiang's letter, Lu Qingshan led Lin Xiulan through a maze of turns until they finally stopped in front of a street office with a sign that read "Real Estate Agency".

A young man wearing a polyester shirt was leaning against the doorway, cracking sunflower seeds. When he saw the two of them, he lazily raised his eyelids.

"Who should I look for?"

"We're looking for Comrade Wang; Zhao Zhiqiang introduced us," Lu Qingshan said.

Upon hearing the name "Zhao Zhiqiang," the young man immediately stood up straight, and his expression warmed up.

"So you're the distinguished guests introduced by Manager Zhao! I'm Xiao Wang, please come this way!"

He led the two into a small hut, offering them tea and cigarettes.

"Manager Zhao told me that you want to buy a detached house near the No. 1 Middle School, right?"

"Let me tell you, you've come to the right person! I'm in charge of all the houses in that area!"

Xiao Wang patted his chest, spitting as he spoke.

But when his gaze swept over Lu Qingshan and Lin Xiulan's faded coarse cloth clothes and their mud-splattered liberation shoes, the warmth he felt visibly cooled down.

His smile became somewhat perfunctory, and he put the cigarette he had just taken out back in.

"Houses in that area aren't cheap," he said tentatively.

"It's alright, just take us to see it," Lu Qingshan said.

Xiao Wang pursed his lips and slowly stood up.

"Alright, then follow me."

He walked ahead, his steps quick, his hands in his pockets, and never turned back to say a word to the two of them.

The meaning was clear: it was just a formality, and they didn't want to waste time on the two people.

Lin Xiulan sensed the other party's disdain, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she looked around without saying a word.

After passing through several alleys, Xiao Wang stopped in front of a tall, blue-brick gatehouse.

"This is it."

Lin Xiulan looked up and her eyes lit up immediately.

The house, with its blue bricks, large tiled roof, and red-lacquered wooden doors, was extremely grand.

Pushing open the door, you'll find a spacious courtyard with a crabapple tree and a well nearby.

This is even more impressive than the best house in the village.

An old man dressed in a Zhongshan suit with slicked-back hair was sitting in a wicker chair in the courtyard drinking tea. When he saw them come in, he just lifted his eyelids slightly.

Xiao Wang leaned over and bowed respectfully as he offered him a cigarette.

"Uncle Qian, I've brought the person to you."

Grandpa Qian took a sip of tea and glanced at Lu Qingshan and Lin Xiulan sideways.

"Them?"

The way he looked at them was no different from how he looked at two dirt rats.

"Xiao Wang, are you mistaken? This yard of mine is payable upfront. Can they afford it?"

Xiao Wang looked embarrassed and lowered his voice, saying, "Uncle Qian, he was introduced by Manager Zhao from the supply and marketing cooperative..."

Grandpa Qian snorted coldly and didn't say anything more, but the impatience on his face became even stronger.

Lin Xiulan felt uncomfortable under his gaze and dared not look around anymore.

"Wife, do you like it here?" Lu Qingshan asked her.

Lin Xiulan looked at the clean and tidy courtyard and the beautiful crabapple tree, and nodded vigorously.

Lu Qingshan smiled.

"If you like it, that's fine."

He turned to the old man with the money and asked bluntly, "What's the price of this courtyard?"

Grandpa Qian seemed to have heard a joke, slowly closed his eyes, and chuckled.

"Two thousand eight hundred yuan, not a penny less."

He glanced at their attire and muttered something in what he thought was a very quiet voice.

"How many years would it take a country bumpkin to earn this much money? How can you introduce me to clients?"

Xiao Wang, standing next to him, looked up at the sky, then down at the ground, arms crossed, watching the spectacle unfold without saying a word.

He felt that the two people would leave at any moment, as they couldn't afford it at all.

Feeling embarrassed, Lin Xiulan remembered that she still had some of the village's mountain produce in her hands, and she whispered to Qingshan.

"Don't rush to buy a house. Let's go see if we can sell our inventory first, otherwise we won't have the money to buy a house."

After speaking, she grabbed Lu Qingshan's clothes tightly, trying to pull him away.

Lu Qingshan remained motionless and replied to Lin Xiulan in a low voice.

"Don't worry, I can still afford the house."

After saying that, he took off the military green satchel he had been carrying on his shoulder and placed it on the stone table in the courtyard.

The dull sound made both Grandpa Qian and Xiao Wang's eyelids twitch.

Under the questioning gazes of the two, Lu Qingshan unzipped his handbag.

He reached in and pulled out a bundle of "big unity" notes tightly tied with rubber bands, placing it on the table.

He then pulled out another bundle.

Another bundle.

Three whole bundles of brand-new "Great Unity" paper money, like three large bricks, were neatly stacked on the stone table.

The only sound in the courtyard for a moment was heavy breathing.

Grandpa Qian sat up straight, his eyes fixed on the three thousand yuan on the table.

Xiao Wang rubbed his eyes, thinking he was seeing things.

"this……"

Grandpa Qian suddenly stood up, rushed to Lu Qingshan in a few steps, wanted to touch the money on the table, but didn't dare.

"Oh dear! Distinguished guest! I was blind to your greatness!"

He slapped himself lightly on the face, making a loud sound.

"Look at my foul mouth! I deserve a beating! I deserve a beating!"

Xiao Wang also realized what was happening, and rushed to Lu Qingshan's side, taking out a cigarette from his pocket.

"Boss! Please have a seat! Have a smoke and rest your feet."

He respectfully handed a cigarette to Lu Qingshan, bending over so low he almost touched the ground.

"Let me tell you more about this courtyard. It's well-ventilated from north to south, and the house gets a lot of natural light!"

Lu Qingshan pulled Lin Xiulan to sit down.

"I brought the money."

Lu Qingshan pointed to the money on the table and said to Grandpa Qian.

"When are we going to the housing management office to complete the formalities?"

"I'll go right now! I'll go get the property ownership certificate and household registration book!"

Grandpa Qian hurriedly ran into the house, almost tripping over the threshold in his haste.

Just then, Lin Xiulan, who had been silent all along, tugged at Lu Qingshan's sleeve, her voice neither too loud nor too soft.

"Wait a moment."