Chapter 88： Agree to build a house (daily update 10000+, ask for collection)

"No need!"

"Although the house at home is indeed old, it can still be used and live in!"

"What your mother said is right. If you have the money, keep it and find a way to buy a set in a big city. This is a serious matter!"

Song Tie waved a big hand, and simply refused again.

Song Yun was a little helpless. His parents’ ideas were reasonable. The problem was that he didn’t lack the money at all. A new house was built in the village. A small building with four or five floors was worth 500,000. This little money is for the present. In my own words, even if you want to buy a house in Ninghua City, it is not a problem at all. However, this matter can't be said. For a while, I don't know how to convince Song Tie.

"I think the house in my family really needs to be rebuilt!"

"Since Song Yun has money, let's build it!"

Xie Ling was silent for a while, then suddenly spoke.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Although the house at home is a bit old, it will stay for a while. Song Yun has money in his hands, so he still has to find a way to buy a house in a big city. There is no need to spend it on it!"

Song Tie glared at Xie Ling.

"What's your temper?"

"Listen to my reasons!"

"Don't you watch TV? How expensive is a house in the city, tens of thousands of yuan per square meter. If you want to buy a house, it doesn't cost a few million. You don't even have to think about it. How many young people can earn it? "

"Furthermore, girls in the city are not so easy to marry. It is better to marry our local girls. They know the roots and know the bottom, and they have the same living habits. It is also very convenient to move around."

"The age is different now. Even if we want to marry a good daughter-in-law in our local area, it won’t work if we don’t have any money. Once the house is built, we can find someone who has more confidence in introducing us, so that we can find a good one in our shabby yard. Can a better home be eye-catching?"

When Xie Ling said this, Song Tie stopped talking. This was a fact and there was no way to refute it.

Song Yun was sweating cold on his forehead. This was something he had considered marrying a wife, but he didn't say much, as long as the family agreed to build a house, the rest will be discussed later.

The matter was settled in this way.

The most important issue that Song Yun came back this time was solved.

Song Yun transferred the money to his parents. He didn't have time for the next thing. He couldn't stay at home all the time. All things must be handled by his parents.

The news that Song Yun’s house was about to build a new house spread throughout the village the next day. Everyone knew about it. The reason was simple. Song Tie started looking for someone to inquire about the price. Song Yun definitely made a fortune when he went out this time. Otherwise, it would be impossible to build a new house. Suddenly, the whole village was jealous and jealous of Song Yun. Song Yun clearly felt that when he walked in the village, everything People look at themselves with different eyes.

Song Yun was not surprised at all. The more remote the place is, the more important it is, and the greater the deterrence of the rich.

Song Yun didn't pay much attention to these things. What other people think of it is other people's affairs, and has nothing to do with him.

Song Yun got up early that day, ate some breakfast, and drove out of the car. Today, he plans to go to the student fund that once sponsored him. When he was a child, his family was poor and he saw that there was no money to pay for the tuition. Under the contact of the school, I applied to the foundation for funding and got help. Now that I have made a fortune, I have to check it out because of my feelings and reasons.

Song Yun arrived in the town and searched for a long time based on his memory before he found the place. The foundation is still in the original place, a two-story building, dilapidated and old, and the ash on the outer walls has fallen off. Seven seven eight eight, covered with moss.

Song Yun parked the car and entered the small building. At a glance, he saw a familiar person, an old man close to 60 years old, named Du Lin, a staff member of the Foundation. He hadn't seen him for several years, and he looked even older. Also camel a lot.

"Ms. Du!"

Song Yun called out quickly.

"Oh?"

"Song Yun, why are you here?!"

"I ran into your father in the town some time ago. He said that you went out to work, so why did you come back suddenly?"

Du Lin recognized Song Yun at a glance. There were not many people in the town, and they knew all of them, not to mention the students who had been funded by the foundation. They had archives and were familiar with them.

"Mr. Du, I did go out to work some time ago. I came back two days ago. Come and see you."

Song Yun looked around while talking, looking left and right, and couldn't help shaking his head. The furniture in the office was very familiar. It was still the same ten years ago. The only change is that it is much dilapidated. It can be seen from this that the Foundation is definitely more difficult now.

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