You are as rustic as the wind and as beautiful as the flowers

By the time Bai Mei left the store after get off work, it was already past 9 p.m.

Working overtime is not uncommon for a young man who is determined to own his own house in Shanghai.

Bai Mei is naturally no exception.

Struggle is the main theme of this city. Therefore, most people are in a hurry.

This is a delicate and impersonal city.

Everyone is used to calculating, calculating time, calculating income and expenditure, calculating input and output.

The more this happens, the more precious the occasional kindness becomes.

As Bai Mei walked, she recalled the two women she met that day, Rere and Zhou Ya.

It actually felt a little warm.

She unbuttoned the second button on her collar and felt the breeze blowing by, making her feel more free and easy.

Bai Mei likes this city.

Compared with the county where she grew up and the city where she went to university, this place feels more central.

It seems that only here can we find the meaning of life.

As for what it is, for now, Bai Mei firmly believes that it is to buy herself an exquisite small house through her own efforts.

People never appreciate things that are within easy reach, including houses.

This is the case for Bai Mei's classmates who grew up and stayed in their hometown. At this time, they must be raising their children in their own houses, every day.

Bai Mei feels that the process of pursuit is the meaning of life.

Her legs became stronger and she walked with more wind.

Bai Mei walked back.

The store where she works is only two blocks away from the house she rents. In order to save half of the parking fee, Bai Mei only rents the store's parking space on a monthly basis.

It is her consistent rule to use money wisely.

This is an old house facing the street, with red bricks and blue tiles. It used to be a tube building, but due to the street expansion, it stopped abruptly here. After being renovated and renovated, it accidentally became a prosperous shop.

The first floor is a flower shop, and the landlord, Amei, is the owner of this shop. When business is good, she has to temporarily hire three people to keep busy, but most of the time, she can handle it alone.

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The luckiest thing about doing a physical business is that you own your own house.

In this case, business becomes a real livelihood, not for making money, but just to pass the time.

If the shop owner has a little passion for it, he can become his own school and enjoy it.

This state of not asking for anything, naturally leads to a group of repeat customers, which can be regarded as a kind of law of attraction in the world. Academically, this is called the long-tail economy.

Small but strong.

Amei is a woman in her forties who still retains her charm. Her hair is pulled back in a bun, revealing her large forehead. She looks rich and energetic, with the delicacy passed down from generation to generation in Shanghai.

"Today is a little later than usual. Why, you have been very busy recently?" Amei is pruning the branches of the newly imported goods. She is a hard-working woman and likes to prepare in advance, so that she will be much calmer when she opens the door to welcome guests the next day.

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Bai Mei's house is on the third floor, so you have to walk through it.

"Why are you busy? I feel like the store is about to close down." Bai Mei muttered, sitting down next to Ah Mei, putting her bag aside, rolling up her sleeves and starting to help Ah Mei prune branches.<

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It is not easy to meet a good landlord or a good tenant. Once you meet a good tenant, you will naturally have to work hard to manage and maintain it.

Helping people with easy things has become the best way to communicate and have fun.

Shanghai people are very calculating. If this matter has nothing to do with me, I must be aloof. But if this person or this matter is important to me, then let’s talk about it differently.

Therefore, once Shanghai women act cute, they will be really cute.

Even though Amei is in her forties and a mature lady, it does not prevent her from being as lively as a little girl in front of Bai Mei.

"Ouch, thank you, this flower is not cut like this..." As she said that, she gently patted the back of Bai Mei's scissor-holding hand and started to demonstrate in person. "You have to cut it like this, do you see it?"

?Cut the head but not the tail."

"Oh, I understand." Bai Mei followed suit.

"There have been a lot of big events recently. I read on the news that now that the three-child policy has been fully liberalized, all businesses that are contrary to promoting population growth will be affected." Amei sighed and became worried for Bai Mei.

"Which news are you listening to? Can you say that on the news?" Bai Mei felt funny, wrinkled her nose, and felt a little itchy.

"Hey, my news sources are always accurate. I grew up on this street." Amei defended unconvincingly.

That’s right, Amei was born and raised here, and many of his old neighbors are family friends.

Fortunately, we still have this house. It was a dowry left to Amei by her mother before she passed away.

Because of this emotion, Mei has never sold this house.

Amei is an ambitious and capable girl. After getting married, her chef husband opened a restaurant from scratch with her encouragement.

Like most mom-and-pop restaurants, the man is the cook and the woman is the front desk.

At first, business was good and life was relatively prosperous.

Unexpectedly, my husband’s family received a huge sum of money due to demolition. After receiving so much money for free, my husband became slack.

Later, my husband became addicted to gambling and not only lost his resettlement house and money, but also his restaurant business.

Amei must have chosen to give up after a huge effort. After the divorce, she took her daughter and retreated to the property left by her parents' family to make a comeback.

Now, her daughter has grown up, and as the saying goes, girls leave no one behind. Anyway, Bai Mei has never seen Amei's daughter, and has barely heard her mention it. It seems that this is a forbidden area.

"I'm selling houses, which is completely inconsistent with population growth." Bai Mei expressed confusion. "It's impossible to do it with eight poles."

"Hey, don't tell me, it really does matter. Look at how expensive the house is now. Even if you are so capable, is it easy to buy a house on your own?" Amei said plausibly, "What can mothers-in-law do if they don't have a house?

Agree to marry your daughter? How can you have children if you can’t marry a wife?"

"You've been talking for a long time, isn't it just the mother-in-law's economy? I understand, but many people also benefit from houses, such as you, and those who already have houses. If the housing market goes down, the harm will be great. You can't just

Consider the interests of one end." Bai Meilao argued as usual.

The two were chatting enthusiastically when suddenly, there was a "pop!" followed by "crash..." A window of glass was shattered.

This scared the two of them quite a lot.

Bai Mei turned around to see Amei's reaction, and saw that her face was pale and bloodless. She was so angry!

"This person who suffered a thousand cuts is serious!" Amei said through gritted teeth.

Before she finished speaking, Amei stood up abruptly, grabbed the scissors and was about to rush out.

Bai Mei panicked, this is a desperate rhythm.

Who can make Amei fight to the death?

It’s not her troubled ex-husband!

"Sister Mei, don't be impulsive, don't act recklessly, we can call the police!" Bai Mei chased after her and took out her mobile phone to dial 110.