Chapter 221 Buying a House
Although Qiao Youyou was disappointed, she was not unable to accept it. She smiled and said, "It just so happens that my business in the provincial capital has not been settled yet, so it would be a good time to go to university there."

"I just can't be with Xiao An and the others. Originally, I wanted to take care of them." Qiao felt that he looked like an elder again.

Mother Qiao patted her head: "Girl, just take care of yourself. Why does Xiao An need your care?"

"Mom, you are looking down on me." Qiao said again unconvinced.

"It's not that I look down on you, it's that you can afford to carry luggage or cook well."

Qiao Youyou: "...I can give them pocket money."

"Okay, I finally understand. No wonder Qiao Ping and the others at home are talking about when you will go back every day. They are waiting for you to give them pocket money." Mother Qiao didn't know whether to be angry or helpless.

Qiao smiled again: "Mom, children, they just like to buy some snacks like popsicles. You can't deprive people of their childhood happiness. When they grow up, they will lose their childhood."

"You have many reasons. Don't raise your children to be picky. In the future, their ability will not match their vision, and they will be the ones who have to suffer."

Qiao agreed with this and said quickly: "Mom, don't worry, I know what's appropriate."

Mother Qiao shook her head and said nothing more.

After reading the notice, she was going to help Sister Qiao sell steamed buns.

Qiao stayed at home again and waited for Qiao An and the others to come back, and by the way, he finished calculating the account books for the recent period.

This time, Qiao brought back the passbook again. There was already 8000 to [-] yuan in it, which was not a small amount.

After a brief meal at noon, Qiao went out again and found the landlord who rented the house to Sister Qiao and the others in the alley.

"Hello, Uncle Wang."

Joe greeted him at the door again.

Uncle Wang was listening to a tune in the yard. When he saw her, he asked, "It's Qiao, you're a comrade. What's the matter with you?"

"Uncle Wang, didn't my mother and the others rent your small yard over there? I would like to ask if you are willing to sell that yard."

The Qiao family doesn't have a single house in the county, but the two-story building she lives in now was bought by Zhou Xiaoyuan later, and has nothing to do with the Qiao family.

Qiao You thought about buying a house for his family first so that Qiao Ping's children in the village could come to the county. It wasn't because he disliked the village, but because the teaching conditions couldn't keep up.

I usually live in my hometown, and the small house here is convenient for the children to go to school.

"You want to buy a house?" Uncle Wang took off the dry tobacco bag and said, "Although that house is small, it has a yard and is not cheap. It costs at least 2000 yuan."

At this time, 2000 yuan was naturally a lot. After all, the factory employees only paid 60 yuan a month, and each employee earned two years' salary. Housing prices also belonged to the era that had not yet started to develop.

"Yes, I bought it for my nephew and niece to study in peacetime."

Uncle Wang's family has quite a few houses. In this area, several of them belong to him, and they even have their own yards.

But this place is relatively remote, and everyone lives in their own houses.

But it won’t be biased here in the future.

No matter where you are, you can make a profit if you buy now.

"I can sell it to you, but I want cash." Uncle Wang unexpectedly agreed, and the request was normal.

Joe nodded again: "Okay."

"I heard that your man is good at doing business. I wonder if you can give some advice to my boy." Uncle Wang turned out to be doing this for Zhou Xiaoyuan's sake.

(End of this chapter)

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