129. Make an end

w what went wrong.there are three career paths mentioned in he Xiao's strategy, the first two are vague, and only Prison 18 seems to be the most feasible.now he has gone straight to Prison 18. Isn't t...Qingchen ran wildly on the road. When he climbed over the wall and went out, the wound on his hand was cut again by the burr on the iron railing.

the teenager's face was grim. He didn't expect that after his father got out of detention, the first thing he did was to sell the house.

when he hurried home, he heard an agent inside say, "Don't look at this old and dilapidated house, but it is an out-and-out school district room. As soon as the hukou is dropped, the child will be able to attend the Los Angeles Foreign language School next door." And it's so close to Luowai that your child is five minutes across the street from school. "

"living far away, it is not convenient for you to pick him up, and it is not safe to ride a bicycle. In addition, children can sleep 40 minutes more every day, which is much better than other students."

there are six people in the house looking at the house, which seems to be three couples, all for the school district room.

at this time, the intermediary said: "and the landlord also said that his child is the number one student in the Los Angeles high school entrance examination, which can be regarded as the former residence of the top student."

Qingchen: "…"

to tell you the truth, he really didn't expect that he could still be used as a value-added means to sell a house when he was the number one winner in the examination.

Qingchen said coldly, "who asked you to see this house" This house is not for sale! "

as soon as this remark came out, everyone's eyes turned to Qing Dust.

the real estate agent hesitated for a moment: "who are you"

Qingchen answered succinctly: "number one."

intermediary: "…"

the middle-aged men and women who came to see the house subconsciously looked at a picture on the wall, which was a souvenir of Qingchen when he first received the award.

at that time, Luocheng also rewarded him with 5000 yuan. Of course, the money was also cleaned up by Qingguozhong.

the intermediary hesitated: "this house has been entrusted to us by Mr. Qing Guozhong, and we have seen the real estate certificate, and it is true that his name is on it. Besides, he gave me the key. He was here just now. I'll tell you what, I'll call Mr. Qing Guozhong and make sure. "

as he spoke, he called Qingguozhong and pressed speaker.

but listening to the sound of playing mahjong across the phone, Qing Guozhong said impatiently, "what's the matter"

"Hello, Mr. Qing Guozhong," the agent said, "well, I brought some clients to look at the house, and as a result... It should be your son who says the house is not for sale. "

Qing Guozhong wondered, "shouldn't that kid be in class" Why are you home all of a sudden It's all right. You don't have to worry about him. The house is my name. I'll sell it when I say it. Red! "

the intermediary said, "well, I'm afraid not, Mr. Qing. I need you to come back and solve this, otherwise there will be problems when the house is vacated."

"then I'll go over there again tomorrow afternoon. I'm busy right now, Erqian!" Qing Guozhong said.

then hung up the phone on the other side.

the intermediary held the phone speechless and looked at Qingchen: "well, we'll come back tomorrow afternoon."

and Qingchen thought at this time, why does Qingguozhong have the money to play cards as soon as he is out of detention

after everyone went out, he immediately touched under his mattress, only to find that the thousands of yuan he had sold gold bars had also been taken away by Qing Guozhong.

Qingchen is a student and is recognized as a poor student, so it is easy to be suspected if he has thousands of yuan in cash in his wallet.

he was a little glad that he had put the gold bars in his backpack before he went to Laojunshan, otherwise the four gold bars might have been taken away.

then Jiang Xue came in. She asked softly, "Xiao Dust, are you all right"

Qingchen shook his head silently.

Jiang Xue said: "I just checked with the intermediary. If your father wants to sell this house, you really can't stop it." Legally speaking, this is his house. "

the noise can still be heard outside the window, and the intermediary is explaining the situation to several customers. after all, those people who came to see the house in vain were all very angry.

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"well," Qingchen responded softly.

"but it doesn't matter, Xiao Dust. It doesn't matter if you don't want such a father. You can move to our house later. Xiao Xiao will share a room with me. I'll tidy up her house and you can live there," Jiang Xue comforted. "from now on, you will be our family. You will study with peace of mind, and your aunt will pay for your tuition when you are admitted to college."

Qingchen smiled and said, "it's all right, Aunt Jiang Xue. Xiaoxue is not fit to share a room with you when she grows up."

at this time, suddenly there was a knock on the door. Qing Dust looked out. It was Hu Xiaoniu and Zhang Tianzhen sitting in a wheelchair.

behind them, there are special people pushing wheelchairs.

Hu Xiaoniu pondered and said, "Qingchen, we heard the intermediary's conversation outside." Well, the two classmates opposite you have moved away, but I have already bought that house. If you don't dislike it, you can move there. "

to tell you the truth, Hu Xiaoniu has never been exposed to such a thing before, and he can't figure out which father would sell his house so that his son has no place to live.

he doesn't understand.

Qingchen thought about it and said, "I appreciate your kindness, and what you offer is really what I need, but I can't live in vain." I know you are not short of money, but please accept the rent, and in the meantime, I will remember the favor. "

Hu Xiaoniu smiled and said, "OK, no problem."

in Qingchen's view, although the other party has an extra house, he does not necessarily have to rent it to himself, so he must accept this feeling.

if the other party is in trouble in the future, he will certainly help him for free.

Hu Xiaoniu asked someone to take the key and hand it to Qingchen: "the rent is normally 1200, but we have just renovated the house and changed a lot of things, such as air conditioners, smart toilets and televisions, so the rent is higher. What do you think of 1400"

"reasonable," Qingchen said to Jiang Xue. "Aunt Jiang Xue, help me first, and then I'll pay you back when I make money."

"Hmm," Jiang Xue nodded.

Hu Xiaoniu said sincerely to Jiang Xue: "I may have offended you when dealing with you because of our own reasons. Please forgive me. I hope I won't leave you a bad impression and be friends when I have the opportunity."

Jiang Xue smiled and said, "it's all right, this classmate, don't worry about it."

"Hmm," Hu calf nodded.

with that, he got up slowly and walked upstairs bit by bit by the railing, while the people behind helped him carry the wheelchair up.

Jiang Xue looked at Qingchen: "what are you going to do next"

Qingchen glanced back at his familiar home, dark room, dilapidated curtains and sofa. He always thought he would leave here sooner or later, but when it came time to leave, he was still reluctant to give up.

he remembers that a few years ago, his father would buy Taoju rice noodles and sit on the sofa, eating around the coffee table.

he remembers that ants would come to look for food in this house from time to time, and his mother Zhang Wanfang would always complain that there were too many bugs and the house was too damp.

he remembers looking out of his desk and seeing the fig tree in front of the door.

he remembers every detail of the house, good or bad.

then my mother left.

and then my father didn't come back.

maybe this is the disadvantage of having a good memory.

but up to now.

"maybe it's time to put an end to it," Qingchen said calmly, standing in the small room. "tomorrow, let's let go of the past life."

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plot is going to be more interesting soon.

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