I Have Paid Too Much For This Home

"Uh ..." The man who answered the phone said embarrassingly, "Director Han, there is no direct contact method, but if you want, I will immediately trust him to see it."

This person also did not expect that Han Muzhen would believe in himself.

When he said something as soon as possible, the person sent a private message to the anchor brother who got Blood Ganoderma.

The content is extremely sincere and reveals that bidding is not a problem.

In fact, many netizens who sent private messages to Su Xingchen also said so, Su Xingchen had no time to look at them one by one.

It can only be said that this person has good luck. He has always sent private messages to Su Xingchen, pushing himself to the top, and clearly stated that the purpose of buying Ganoderma is to treat a frail elderly person, not to collect.

Su Xingchen was a little hesitant to see here.

Persuading Su Xingchen was a sentence from the other party: Brother, the old gentleman is an anti-Japanese veteran and has made many great contributions to the country. There are still shrapnel in his body, can you understand?

Su Xingchen's head hummed, and then, enthusiastically, he rushed into his eyes and said: OK, if it really is, I won't collect money.

Obviously overwhelmed: Don't collect money?

Su Xingchen: Well, no money is collected. This is my contact method, let's talk in detail.

Blood Ganoderma is very precious, so Su Xingchen wants to make sure that things are true and false, so he can make a decision.

Soon, a gentleman with a surname of Huang opened up Su Xingchen's cell phone and the two chatted for 20 minutes.

Su Xingchen simply learned the deed of the old gentleman from the mouth of Mr. Huang. Now the old gentleman lives in Beijing to cultivate.

"Beijing?" Su Xingchen thought, and had a feasible idea: "I also grew up in Beijing ..."

Mr. Huang smiled: "I know, I will hear your accent."

Su Xingchen said: "But I'm in my hometown now, and it's been 20 days since I left Beijing. Otherwise, I'll take the time to go back to Beijing and drop the ganoderma to Mr. Lao."

Mr. Huang did not expect Su Xingchen to be so enthusiastic and pleasantly surprised: "Okay, so when you see when you come, let me say hello to the old man."

Su Xingchen pouted and thought for a while, not sure: "This week anyway, I still have something on hand, and I will contact you when I leave."

Mr. Huang: "Huh, okay."

Mr. Huang hung up Su Xingchen's phone and immediately called Han Muzhen, saying, "Director Han, the seller of Blood Ganoderma has been contacted, but he said ..."

This pause made Han Muzhen, who had a grim face, frowned: "What did you say? The lion opened his mouth, or something else?"

As soon as Mr. Huang heard it, he said, "No, the seller doesn't have a lion's mouth." He was afraid that Han Muzhen would misunderstand Su Xingchen's character, and quickly explained: "In fact, the seller is still a young man. When he heard that, The buyer has participated in the Anti-Japanese War and contributed to the country. He agreed to sell the blood Ganoderma without saying a word, and ... "

Unable to say so long, Mr. Huang paused again.

"And what?" The stern man asked.

Mr. Huang slowed down: "He doesn't want money, and this week, he will personally send the blood Ganoderma to the old man."

"You leaked my grandpa's identity?" Han Muzhen immediately asked coldly.

"No, no." Mr. Huang vowed: "I didn't disclose anything. The seller's brother grew up in Beijing. He's staying in his hometown now. He will return Ganoderma to Beijing by the way." Afraid that Han Muyi would not believe it, He promised: "I really didn't say anything."

Han Muzhen thought about it and asked Mr. Huang for the seller's contact information: "I told him personally."

So Su Xingchen's cell phone rang again.

Su Xingchen was cooking. After turning on the speaker, he turned on the handsfree and cut the vegetables while hesitationally said, "Who?"

Han Muzhen: "..."

Su Xingchen: "Hello?"

Han Muzhen finally knew what Mr. Huang meant when the seller was young.

This voice is so tender ... that it can scoop out water.

Most importantly, it sounds better than Han Muyu's previous boyfriends.

Su Xingchen found that he didn't talk and ignored him, because he didn't pay for the call.

"Tuo Tuo Tuo ..."

Su Xingchen is chopping stuffing.

"Hello." The man on the other side of the phone said in a serious tone: "My surname is Han. I was the buyer whom you contacted just now. I have some questions for you to answer."

Su Xingchen stopped the chopping knife: "Ah? I didn't hear clearly just now, what did you say?"

there:"……"

He repeated it with a good temper over there.

Su Xingchen nodded: "You say it."

Han Muzhen asked calmly, "Mr. Huang said you don't charge, so what do you want?"

Su Xingchen froze, then whispered, "Can you do anything?"

The man on the other side of the phone thought, Sure enough, there are no uninteresting people in the world: "You can talk about it." Han Muyu waited for the other lion to open his mouth.

Su Xingchen didn't want anything, he just felt that if he didn't want anything, the other party would be unhappy, so he laughed: "I want to have dinner with the old gentleman."

Han Muzhen looked at his phone and thought he heard it wrong: "What did you say?"

Su Xingchen said, "I want to have dinner with the old gentleman."

Han Muzhen: "..."

Does not seem to believe.

"Really." Su Xingchen understands the mood of the other party, and may be reluctant to believe it, but it's not too early: "I'm going to make dinner, Mr. Han, or should we talk again someday?"

"Um." Han Muzhen turned back and said: "Let's talk another day."

Su Xingchen's voice is too pure, making people unconsciously feel good.

However, he said that Su Xingchen prepared today's dinner, and put a small note on the food box, which said beautifully: You are fat, and you have to eat supper ...

President Yu was lazy and did not exercise today. After work, he nestled in the study room and played games for a while, then went out to the dining room to find food.

When Yu Fengxing saw the small note on the food container, a ray of light flashed in her deep eyes, then walked over, reached out and twisted the note to read.

The first thing I saw was the handwriting written in clear bamboo like bamboo.

This must be a girl from Xiuwai Huizhong, Yu Fengxing thought with discretion.

"You ..." Yu Fengxing read the beginning, and then he stunned: "Keeke ..." This content made him feel thundery and extra hearty.

Fat?

President Yu held a small note and ran into the bathroom, staring at the mirror ...

"..." Where is it fat?

Three minutes later, Pei Wen received a photo of his upper body of BoSS, and one more sentence: Secretary Pei, do you think I'm fat?

Secretary Pei thought to himself, this is a serious question.

Secretary Pei looked at the photos carefully, and didn't say that I didn't know. With that said, I really felt that BoSS's cheeks were bigger and rosier than before, and his eyes were more glamorous.

Secretary Pei smiled and congratulated the boss: Fat.

Yu Fengxing: "..."

Yu Fengxing finished dinner, took an hour's rest, and then made up for the exercise missed today, and added half an hour.

The exercise routine in the house made the young people who were reading on the sofa very puzzled. Why did the house owner exercise at this time? What if I get hungry again?

Don't understand ...

Su Xingchen just ignored it. It was impossible to make supper anyway, because during this time, he had a small belly after eating supper.

The next morning, Su Xingchen came to Uncle Niu's house as promised, moved the closet and bed, and by the way carried Uncle Niu together.

When he arrived, Su Xingchen smiled and introduced Uncle Niu one by one: "Uncle Niu, this is my home, my vegetable garden, and my two dogs, Xiao Huang and Xiao Bai."

Uncle Niu: "Ah!" I looked around and found the mountains and rivers with a smile on my face: "This yard is really good!"

Su Xingchen heard that some people praised his yard, and he was very happy: "Huh!"

This morning, Su Xingchen and Uncle Niu packed the bed, as long as they put on a mattress and bedding, they can sleep.

A simple bamboo wardrobe placed at the other end of the room.

Seeing Uncle Niu, he whispered in the room: "Another table here ... another double chair here ..."

"No," Su Xingchen refused to say, "Uncle Niu, I live alone."

So many pieces of furniture are not needed.

"It's okay, uncle is idle anyway." Uncle Niu waved and said.

"I'll make sashes when I'm idle." Su Xingchen's eyes lighted and he proudly told Uncle Niu: "Now I have 70,000 fans. I can help you sell as much as you do, but you have to buy new sash Two hundred dollars each, so that you can afford your craftsmanship. "

Uncle Niu was embarrassed: "Then my grandfather is half by one?"

Su Xingchen shook her head like a rattle. How could it be so, you can't earn Uncle Niu's hard-earned money no matter how poor you are: "I haven't discussed this, you can listen to me?"

Uncle Niu: "Then ..."

Su Xingchen: "I'll bring you fruit, you drink some water here, I'll cook." After that, he walked away, using a bamboo basket made by Uncle Niu, and packed a few Sydney bought in the street A jar of pure milk, because it can't fit in the refrigerator, it's never frozen.

Uncle Niu sat for a while and finally found out that there was no electricity in the house, so how did this child live?

But after waiting a long time, Su Xingchen came down with hot food and had lunch with Uncle Niu.

After meals.

"Uncle Niu, I have something to ask of you." Su Xingchen said, and gave Uncle Niu a piece of Sydney.

Uncle Niu took it with a smile and looked at the youth seriously: "What's the matter, you say."

Su Xingchen told Uncle Niu that he would go back to Beijing one day, and let Uncle Niu take care of the dog for a few days.

"That's it, all right." Uncle Niu thought it was a difficult thing, so he ate Sydney with confidence.

The two rested for a while, and Su Xingchen stood up to pack.

Take some uneaten vegetables, meat, and rice from the refrigerator to Uncle Niu's home.

By the way, the money for the furniture was settled and passed to Uncle Niu.

Uncle Niu took the money and pulled out two at once, but he just shoved it back to Su Xingchen, making Su Xingchen particularly embarrassed.

Before running away, he said, "Uncle Niu, I'll talk to the dog, and you should quickly collect the money!"

In this way, two chubby dog ​​puppies were chained to the door of Uncle Niu's house, whispered, seems to want Su Xingchen to untie the leash and go home with him.

"Good." Su Xingchen hugged the dogs several times, also reluctantly.

In the eyes of Uncle Niu, Su Xingchen is like a child who has not grown up.