After seeing off the old man, Xicheng went upstairs and touched him again, and made sure that he had brought all the things his mother told him to him. Then he couldn't wait to close the door and prepare to move to his new home.

The doors in Xicheng home are not security doors, but old-fashioned wooden doors and iron gates.

The wooden door was worn out and it seemed to tremble with a clang. Xicheng held the iron gate with one hand, but he was a little reluctant to close it.

Looking at the mottled painted wooden door in front of me, I couldn't help but sigh: This house has been with him for more than 30 years, and it contains too many memories of him, including sadness and sorrow. Although it is not sweet, it is very unforgettable.

Especially when he and his mother stayed together, they recalled the hardships mixed with warmth and infinite love of their mothers.

"What's wrong?" Wu Rui put it on, suddenly sounded when he looked at Xicheng from the side, scaring Xicheng. The original mood of remembrance disappeared instantly.

"Hahaha." Wu Rui looked at his red eyes and patted his back, "Okay, let's stop sensation here. There is a better life over there, and there is a waving to you."

While talking and laughing, the sadness was immediately diluted. Xicheng nodded, closed the iron gate happily, and said loudly: "You are right, good days are ahead! Let's go!"

The two of them went downstairs with their arms around each other and stuffed their luggage into the back seat and trunk. The car was filled with everything.

Zhang Ze didn't want to lie on a big man's lap, jumped into the gap above his luggage in the back seat, and lay down with his body crossed.

Wu Rui turned on the audio in the car, picked a cheerful music, and drove all the way to Fenglin Jiayuan with joy.

The property manager of the community changed the property manager, but the security guard was still the same few people. Wu Rui put down the car window and a young man recognized it at a glance.

"Aren't you that... that plainclothes policeman?" They were interrogated by Wu Rui for a long time, and naturally they still had the impression that in that case, they lied at Manager Yang's instructions and were also suspected of sheltering. Everyone who had confessed was sentenced to 1-3 years in prison. Of course, they were not the mastermind, so they were all suspended.

After communication with the property company, I hope that they can retain their original positions so as to avoid losing their ability to live due to unemployment and becoming a second crime.

Because of this relationship, the security guard saw clearly that Wu Rui was a policeman and stood attentive, saluted and said seriously: "Report zf, Guan Xiaomao sincerely repented, performed well during the probation period, and did not make any actions that harmed the society."

Wu Rui couldn't help laughing. This kid was probably scared in the detention center and was really skilled in business.

He waved his hand with a smile, signaling him not to be so nervous, pointed to the thing behind the car and said, "I'll help my friend move a house. Please let me in and unload the goods?"

"Okay, okay." Guan Xiaomao quickly pressed the remote control to lift the lever.

"No need to register?" Wu Rui kindly reminded.

Guan Xiaomao was shocked again and quickly said, "Register, registration, this is the regulation." He hurriedly took the registration book, wrote down the license plate in front of the car, and ran over and asked, "What floor should I go to?"

"Building 7, 901", Xicheng leaned over from the co-pilot and said.

"Hey, good 7..." Guan Xiaomao was stunned halfway through writing, and looked at it with a little gloomy expression, as if he was a ghost.

When Wu Rui saw his expression, he naturally knew what he was thinking. He held back his smile and asked, "Little brother, are you okay?"

"No, no, no, no, nothing." Guan Xiaomao stopped talking and quickly waved to them to go in quickly.

Wu Rui opened the door, and then couldn't help laughing out loud and said to Xicheng: "This 901 is probably a nightmare for all property staff."

"Haha." Xicheng laughed and suddenly thought: "Hey, do you think they dare to come to collect from me if I don't pay the property fee? I'll save a lot of money now!"

"What do you think? The property fee must be paid, otherwise it will be troublesome in the future." Wu Rui said seriously.

"Tsk~" Xicheng, who was originally joking, was too lazy to pay attention to him anymore. Wu Rui was good at all, but he always staged the justice of the people, which made people feel boring.

There is an elevator here, so it is much more convenient to move. Zhang Ze followed the first elevator up. The door of 901 was not closed, and Xicheng's mother was sweeping the dust inside and sweeping the floor.

Seeing Wu Rui's help, I came over to express my gratitude. Xicheng used to be a carefree friend. Xicheng's mother was very happy to see Wu Rui, a young man who was modest and polite, and looked talented.

Zhang Ze became a cat and escaped the polite greetings, walked in, and had a good tour.

Xicheng helped Qin Shixian not only without the pressure of the loan, but also the down payment he had paid was returned. He had sufficient funds and was naturally generous in buying furniture.

The original decoration was simple European style, but now it has been decorated with furniture to become a European aristocratic luxury style.

The leather sofa with complex patterns, the crystal chandeliers with gorgeous shapes, what decorative oil paintings, dried flowers and green plants, the house reveals a nouveau riche's aesthetics everywhere.

The originally simple solid-colored wall can no longer suppress the flowers all over the room, and it is also divided into vulgarity.

However, this kind of decorative style has one advantage, which is that it exudes a kind of vitality, which can suppress the gloomy feeling that this house once had caused by the bloody crime.

Zhang Ze jumped to the study room. He was quite impressed by this study room and was his favorite design in this room.

The bookshelf in the study room were already filled with books. Unexpectedly, Xicheng has a very cultural heritage, and even a large number of books in pure English.

Zhang Ze jumped on the bookshelf curiously and stretched out his claws to grab it. Who knew that Qingpiaopiao was caught in an instant and landed on the ground with a clang. When he saw that it was not a book, it was clearly just a decorative shell.

Xicheng heard the sound and ran in. Seeing Zhang Ze hanging on the bookshelf and the bookshelves on the ground, he immediately understood and said with a chuckle: "It's mainly for decoration, it's not good to look empty."

He picked it up and inserted it back, pointed to the two rows below and said, "These are all real. I bought it new. If you want to see it, just look at it."

Zhang Ze shook his head, jumped down helplessly, and glanced at it. It was really new, and the plastic film had not been torn open. I don’t know if these books still have a chance to be favored.

I jumped out and came to the master bedroom. The master bedroom was equipped with a bathroom, and it was still a luxurious European-style bed, with classical court-style embroidered jacquard curtains. There was also a footstool at the head of the bed, which was very particular. Looking at the photos placed on the bedside table, it should be the residence of Xicheng's mother.

There were a few new clothes hanging in the cloakroom, which must have been bought by Xicheng for his mother.

After all, it was a woman's room. Zhang Ze looked at it twice, and it was not easy to go deeper. He rushed to the second bedroom in Xicheng, which was close to the bathroom, which was very convenient.

The same big bed, but the space is not that big, so the footstool is saved. The bedding on the bed, Xicheng Mom has laid out all the bedding, and the four-piece set of mulberry silk is shining with an elegant luster.
Chapter completed!