Rebirth of the Flying Era

Du Fei kept a high profile, talking about the country but not talking about the government, making the old ladies and talkative women in the courtyard stunned.

The uncle breathed a sigh of relief.

Even though he was quite prestigious in the courtyard, he couldn't control the words of these old women, and it took a lot of time to explain the origin of the child.

Now that Du Fei is endorsing him on behalf of the sub-district office, a lot of trouble is saved.

After finishing speaking, Du Fei patted his butt and left, leaving everyone talking again.

The first man followed up from behind and thanked Du Fei.

Because of the matter of adopting a child, Du Fei slapped him in the face, and the old man could no longer maintain his high profile as an eighth-level fitter in front of Du Fei.

Du Fei smiled and agreed, then asked: "I went to the hospital this morning. What did the doctor say?"

The uncle said thankfully: "Thankfully, I listened to your reminder and went to the hospital. The doctor said that if we delay it for another two days, I will definitely develop pneumonia."

Du Fei said: "Then you go back and take care of it quickly. I'll go back to the backyard first."

The first man said: "Xiao Du, I won't say thank you for your kindness! If you ever need it in the future, just say something and I won't say anything."

"Come on, I won't be polite to you if you say that." Du Fei smiled and waved his hand, pushing the car to the backyard.

Although I have said similar words countless times before, this time I clearly heard a different sincerity. I even subconsciously arched my back slightly when speaking, a bit submissive.

When he came to the backyard and distributed the lunch boxes, Du Fei looked at the progress of today's project again.

The cement on the walls of the house has been finished, the partitions on the second floor have been paved with thick wooden boards, and the carpenters are painting the new window sash with wood wax oil.

In order to move in immediately after the completion, Du Fei specifically told Lei Laoliu not to use paint. That stuff contained formaldehyde, so he didn't pay much attention to it now. Some people even like to smell the paint.

But Du Fei knew that it was a fatal thing, so all the wood in the house was painted with wood wax oil, and only the doors and windows facing the outdoors were painted with anti-corrosion paint.

And for the paint color, Du Fei did not choose the traditional bright red color of the courtyard.

The large courtyard where he lives has long lost its splendor. The houses of every household are gray, except for Du Fei's house, which is painted bright red. That would be too conspicuous and would be asking for trouble.

The outside is completely covered with wood-colored anti-corrosion paint. After it is painted and dried, it will look dull. From a distance, it will not be obvious that it is new.

And this is exactly the effect he wants.

While Du Fei was taking advantage of the chefs to eat and walk around the house, Aunt Li, who lived next door, came over.

Du Fei had a very average impression of his neighbor next door.

The man from the Li family is Li Guoqiang, who works in a food factory. He has two children at home, a son and a daughter.

My daughter got married two years ago, and she only has a son named Li Shengli.

Aunt Li didn't have a job, but she knew how to make clothes. She said that she worked as an apprentice in a tailor shop before liberation, and her skills were quite good. She had some good fabrics, but if they were afraid of being ruined, she would ask her to help cut them.

However, Aunt Li is a bit of a talker, and she always likes to gossip in front of others and behind the scenes.

Yan Jiecheng had a quarrel with Yu Li a few days ago, and she was the only one listening outside.

Du Fei couldn't figure out why this old woman was looking for him when she had nothing to do.

Aunt Li laughed dryly, but she couldn't hide her haggard look: "Xiao Du, I heard that you are very successful in the street office. You are really promising."

Du Fei chuckled and said, "Aunt Li, please praise me. I am a new temporary worker. How can I say that I can live a good life? I am just making a living."

Aunt Li wanted to be polite, but Du Fei interrupted her immediately. He had no time to waste his time with this old woman.

"Aunt Li, just tell me if you have any questions." Du Fei said seriously: "We have lived in the same neighborhood for more than ten years, and we are not outsiders."

Aunt Li smiled awkwardly.

She knew very well in her heart that there was really no deep friendship between her family and Lao Du's family.

Du Fei was so direct, but he gave her a step up.

Aunt Li rubbed her hands and organized her words: "Well...that's what happened. Shengli is getting older and his body is getting weaker and weaker. Our husband wants to go back to his hometown to take care of...

After listening to Aunt Li's words, Du Fei finally understood her purpose.

Li Guoqing planned to return to the countryside to take care of his mother, and Li Shengli took over the job in the food factory. The couple wanted to sell the house and return to their hometown to farm.

In fact, the so-called hometown is the suburbs of Beijing, and Lao Li's family is a wealthy family in the local area, and there are enough relatives in the county.

It would not be a problem for them to go back and settle down and build a house.

I approached Du Fei because he wanted to sell his house to Du Fei.

First, Du Fei worked in the street office, and they felt that Du Fei could handle the procedures.

Nowadays, it is very difficult to buy and sell real estate. Most people have no way to do it and can’t even think about it.

Secondly, I felt that Du Fei would be rich.

Not many people can spare two to three hundred yuan in one go.

What Aunt Li said seemed reasonable, but Du Fei was dubious when he heard it.

Although the current household registration in Beijing is not as good as it will be in the future, it is not brought about by strong winds.

How many people want to settle in the capital? How many beautiful girls from the countryside would rather marry a lame man or a widower in order to obtain a household registration in the capital and to eat commercial food?

But this old Li family did the opposite and actually wanted to sell their house and go back to their hometown. Isn't this strange?

As the saying goes, if something goes wrong, there must be a monster!

After listening to it from beginning to end, Du Fei felt that there must be something fishy about it, and he couldn't help but secretly become vigilant.

But he didn't show it on the surface, still smiling, as if he was quite interested: "Aunt Li, how much do you plan to sell this house for?"

Aunt Li's eyes lit up. When she heard Du Fei ask about the price, she felt that there was a way to do this. She hurriedly replied: "Our Lao Li said that for only two hundred yuan, the house will be yours. It just so happens that you can repair the house here. We bought our house and tidied it up together, with three rooms connected, how grand it is!"

Du Fei frowned upon hearing this.

It’s not that Aunt Li’s asking price is too high, but that it’s too low!

Aunt Li's house is next to Du Fei's house. Du Fei's house has two wing rooms, while Li's house has one wing room and a side room. The total area is thirty square meters.

Normally, his one-and-a-half-room house could be sold for at least two hundred and fifty-six yuan. If he met a buyer with good luck, it would not be a problem to sell it for three hundred yuan.

Why do they sell it so cheaply? Are you anxious for money, or is it for other reasons?

Du Fei still said pleasantly: "Aunt Li, buying a house is not a trivial matter. It costs hundreds of dollars! Please let me think about it."

Aunt Li forced a smile: "Xiao Du, please be tight."

Du Fei promised: "Don't worry, I will give you a reply within two days at most."

Aunt Li couldn't say anything else.

When she returned home, Li Guoqiang, Li Shengli and his son were waiting.

Li Shengli is not tall, but he has sharp features and is considered a handsome young man.

Seeing Aunt Li come back, she immediately asked eagerly: "Mom, what did Du Fei say?"

Aunt Li looked at Li Guoqiang who was smoking cigarettes, and sighed: "What else can I say? I have to think about it."

"This... let's just sell it for two hundred, what else is he considering?" Li Shengli asked anxiously: "How about... or I go talk to him!" After saying that, he walked out in confusion.

"Stop!" Li Guoqiang threw away the cigarette butt, stared at his bloodshot eyes, and asked: "What do you want someone to say? Are you afraid that no one in the courtyard will know about your scandal?"

Li Shengli said weakly: "I... Du Fei and I grew up..."

Before he could finish speaking, Li Guo stopped him: "You want to say that you have been playing since you were a kid? Let me ask you, what were you doing when Lao Du died? Everyone was helping us in front of us. Have you ever received a penny from anyone, or have you contributed any effort?"

"I..." Li Shengli was speechless, and Aunt Li also lowered her head and was speechless.

Li Guoqiang said helplessly: "Okay, don't say anything. He said to think about it, so let's just wait."

"But..." Li Shengli hesitated.

Li Guoqiang said angrily: "But what! I'm really in a hurry, at worst, the fish will die and the net will be broken!"