Chapter 566

"Comrade Chen, although my niece is young, she is still reliable. You can tell her what you want. Or If you don't want to sell the house all of a sudden, you can do it. A gentleman doesn't want to be loved. "

Chen Jun was not sure what he meant, and he could only speak with him.

But I didn't expect that as soon as she said this, the person who had some smile on her face suddenly became indifferent, "who said I didn't want to sell the house?"

"Grandfather Chen, don't be angry. My little aunt said that because she was afraid that you could not give up her feelings for the house. In the end The house is full of memories of you and granny Chen! "

No matter whether the memory is good or bad, it is always a life experience.

Zhao Xiangyun said so, but the attitude of Mr. Chen softened a little.

Jiang Weimin also said: "we will take the initiative to the old man. We will try our best to satisfy what the old man said."

"Really?" Mr. Chen looked at Jiang Weimin, "what do I say, try to be satisfied?"

Jiang Weimin: Yes

Mr. Chen: "then I want my house to be repaired as it was."

If Mr. Chen's original house is restored to the past, it will be a landscape painting.

When the courtyard was built, there were no supply and marketing clubs and department stores around. If you look at it from a distance, it can be said that it is surrounded by mountains and rivers. Every place, even if it is just a carved fence, is breathtaking.

One side of Chen Jun changed his face, "master, this can't be said! You know... "

Chen Jun means that the house belongs to the old culture. If it is made as it used to be, it will cause trouble.

Now, she even has some regrets.

She shouldn't have been greedy for this little bargain.

If she hurt her niece and her son-in-law, she would hate herself.

Instead of making a decision in a hurry, Jiang looked to Zhao Xiangyun.

Zhao Xiangyun certainly understood what he meant.

Before that, they discussed the future development trend together.

Zhao Xiangyun told Jiang Weimin what he knew in the form of his own guess.

For Jiang Weimin, this is enough.

A large part of the blueprint in his mind is the future development trend revealed by Zhao Xiangyun intentionally or unintentionally.

Therefore, he felt that the request made by Mr. Chen was OK.

Jiang Weimin said: "master, your request, I promise!"

One side of Chen Junjun's feet softened. She rushed to Zhao Xiangyun and said, "Xiangyun, fast, fast We can't make a decision at will

Zhao Xiangyun gave her a reassuring look, "aunt, it doesn't matter, we continue to listen to what brother Weimin said."

Jiang Weimin laughed and continued: "but my wife and I are going to study in the capital, and we can't finish building a house in a short time. If you believe me, give me five years. Within five years, I will build the house as you want it to be! "

Jiang Weimin is neither humble nor overbearing. What he says gives people a sense of trust.

After staring at him for a long time, Mr. Chen suddenly turned around and walked into the room. When he came out again, he took a cloth bag in his hand.

He handed the bag to Jiang Weimin, "open it and have a look!"

Jiang Weimin opened the cloth bag according to what he said.

There is a book and a picture in it.

The book is a handwritten copy of architecture. However, after turning over a few pages, Jiang Weimin's eyes are even bigger than Tongling. "Master, this book..."

"My brother wrote it. He majored in building bridges in Germany. Most of them are professional knowledge in bridge construction, and some are high-rise buildings abroad. As for the picture... "

That picture is the one left by Mr. Chen when he built the old style house. With this, it will be much easier for Jiang Weimin to rebuild his house in the future.

"Thank you, old man." Jiang Weimin said solemnly.

"Don't thank you too early. You only have five years! Five years later, if you don't start construction, I'll take it back! "

Jiang Weimin's smile grew deeper and deeper.

Chen Junjun, on one side, finally responded, "so Is Mr. Chen going to sell the house to my niece and nephew and son-in-law? "

Mr. Chen looked at her and spat out a few words, "not for sale, but for delivery."

"Ah?" It was Zhao Xiangyun's turn to be surprised.

"Grandfather Chen, you don't have to do this, or You can raise the price. " Zhao Xiangyun couldn't help saying.

She didn't want to take advantage of the old people.

Mr. Chen's face is arrogant and charming: "I raised the price, you can't afford it!"

Jiang Weimin:

Zhao Xiangyun:

"But master, we I can't take advantage of you. " Jiang Weimin road.

It has been a truth since ancient times.He didn't think that he was willing to rebuild the house.

After all, the house is also his and Xiangyun's, which means that he works for himself.

In that case, can the credit be counted on them?

"Did you bring the dishes?" Mr. Chen looks at Zhao Xiangyun.

Zhao Xiangyun: "yes!"

"Any meat?"

Zhao Xiangyun: "yes Yes

"Make a plate of braised pork for my wife and me. If we are satisfied, the house will give it to you! If you're not satisfied, you'll give me two thousand dollars, no more, no less. "

Two thousand yuan. It's just normal to buy such a big house.

Zhao Xiangyun nodded: "good!"

She and Jiang Weimin stay here for dinner. Chen Junjun has to go back and tell the others that they have something to do.

Zhao Xiangyun went into the kitchen alone and began to make dinner.

In the evening, she prepared to make a bowl of braised pork, a bowl of braised pig's feet, and then made a cucumber, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, and a small onion tofu soup.

Zhao Xiangyun is good at five dishes.

I have been busy for more than two hours. Gradually, the smell in the kitchen is getting stronger and stronger.

The old man Chen outside the room couldn't help sniffing, "what's the smell, so fragrant?"

"What else can it be? The braised pork you ordered Mrs. Chen shook her head helplessly.

This old man just likes to be awkward.

Obviously like other people's girls and young men, but the face is taut, like the enemy.

Mrs. Chen knows her old man again, but even though she calls for 800 yuan to sell his house, he has to like that person.

If you don't like it, don't say 800, even 8000, he won't sell it.

"Why isn't the braised pork in the state-owned hotel so delicious?" Mr. Chen couldn't help saying something.

"No! Is it better than your own Mrs. Chen said.

Mrs. Chen used to be a senior capitalist. She never cooked in her life.

Even in the most difficult years, I had to follow others to eat rice from a big pot and coarse grain, but I didn't do anything by myself.

Now, the couple are regular customers of state-owned hotels. They probably can't learn how to cook in their lifetime.

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