It was the first time that Dad Tang came here.

I thought it was just the kind of building I had seen before, that is, the toilet was indeed more convenient in the house, and it was squeezed and squeezed, not as comfortable as the farmyard, at least spacious.

The yard of my own house is newly built, the toilet is also flushed, and the large plastic steel windows are not envied by the neighbors? The floor is just laid upstairs, which is not as refreshing as the floor tiles of my own.

In 1999, most people still had no awareness of decoration, just cement floors. People who pay more attention to lay wooden floors and tiles are inlaid in toilets and kitchens. There are just 600,800 vitrified tiles on the market, but they are not popular yet.

But after turning around this circle, it completely broke the concept in my heart.

The smooth floor can reveal people's shadows, and the floor is not the kind that is bright, black and red painted. The solid wood bed exudes the fragrance of wood. The large bathroom is so bold that you can take a shower.

There are no wire switches, no incandescent light bulbs, and there are also small tables at the head of the bed, which looks valuable.

The walls are flat and white, and there are special rooms for clothes and quilts.

These have exceeded the common sense of life of most people at this time, whether from rural areas or in cities.

The concept of a clear water house has just appeared now. The building is built with basic water and electricity doors. You can live in it without decoration, just a little simpler.

"This guy is too rich, it looks like a palace."

"Da Jun'er is promising. Where did you go to see this house before? Old Tang is blessed."

The praises of the old brothers made Lao Tang a little fluttered, and his smile never stopped.

Mom Tang was still struggling in her heart, looking at this and that, she was hesitant.

Now the people are nostalgic. They have been used to living there for decades, and they feel panicked and have no idea when they say they move.

"Where is the nanny going to find it?" Sun Hongye pulled the beans lying on the glass back and asked Wang Fang.

"There is a labor market, but I'm a little worried. I don't know the bottom of it. Douzi is still young. I want Brother Mou to introduce someone to you."

"What are you looking for?" Tang Ma glared at Wang Fang: "I'm throwing such a big house to someone? Where can I find it after I took something? I'm stupid and bold. Besides, can outsiders take good care of Douzi?"

"Then I don't have time, let's deal with it. It's better to deal with Douzi going to school for a year or two. Besides, you can see that the house will take more than half a day to plaster. How can Junzi and I have time?"

"What?" Douzi turned his head and looked at his mother silly. Hearing that he had said his name.

"Or what if you want to put the beans at home, I'll take them for you." Tang Ma looked at her grandson.

"It's okay to be a day, two days, three months, or two months. It will take several years and you will have to go to kindergarten in the future." Wang Fang politely rejected Tang Ma's kindness.

"Oh, auntie, you said you and the uncle are only two people. Where can you live? It's not good to be with your son and grandson? Look at this big house, how many people can't live there? It's not the past now."

Sun Hongye encouraged her.

"It's OK, I'm afraid of your dad." The old lady was shaken and began to make excuses incoherently.

"Oh, my dad listened to you yet? Why did you say my dad dare to retaliate?" Wang Fang rolled his eyes at Tang's mother, causing the three children to laugh and start rolling their eyes to each other.

"What are you learning? This is not a good thing to learn." Sun Hongye slapped one of the three little heads, and the three little guys laughed loudly and slapped.

"Needless to say," Tang Zhongjun waved his hand: "Tomorrow you and my mother go back to clean up and move in. Keep the house there first, take the useful things, and keep the other end if you don't need it."

"Will you return it from now on?" Tang Ma was still a little unthinkable.

"What are you going back? Are you unhappy with me? Or do you have a son outside?"

Bang.

Tang Zhongjun turned his head and turned his head to see his own son glaring at him: "Baozi, is that human words?"

Tang Zhongjun wanted to ask me what you are, but I didn’t dare to stand up and light a cigarette for a group of uncles and uncles.

"The child said he asked us to come over and bring beans. I think it's okay. How can they have time to clean up this house? He said he was looking for me, and that was more than 1,000 yuan a month, and he didn't know the bottom of it."

Tang's mother and Tang's father discussed, and Zhang Yanming felt that the old lady was trying to convince herself.

"Come here?" Dad Tang turned his head and looked around the house, and was a little moved. Who doesn't like good ones?

"Then come here, it's really not a big deal to twitch like this." Tang Ma slapped her chin and made up her mind, and sighed again, not knowing why.

"That's right. Why are you waiting for if you don't follow me? Wait until Douzi grows up?"

Tang Zhongjun handed Tang Dad a cigarette: "What else should I think about? Is it not a father? Unless you want to fight with Xiaojing, then I won't fight, she is better than me."

"What's going on?" Dad Tang shook his head.

"It's okay to follow us, I'm happy to do it, and my parents will not come back with my second child." Zhang Yanjun continued with a smile.

"Just say it's nice," Tang Ma was not confused after the matter was settled, and glared at Zhang Yanjun with a smile: "Xiao Jing said it last time that you two would be in the provincial capital or in the capital in the future, how could you have time to come back?"

"Then you just follow us and just take a look around." Zhang Yanjun replied with a smile.

"But, don't bother. You have time to come back and see it. If you don't have time, you will be busy. Your mother and I won't cause trouble for you." Dad Tang blew up the ash: "You are all good, your mother and I will be able to do it."

"Old Tang is going to move here too?" asked Dad Tang's brother.

"This has to be let us come over, but it's not OK. I don't want to move, and there is no one here to talk to you."

"What my dad said is like moving out, it's only about ten miles away from our house, and the buses are all connected. Usually, my uncle and the others will come over if they have nothing to do, or you can go there and take a walk."

"Yes, it's not far away, it's okay to go back to fish in Xiayingtian." Old Tang's buddy nodded.

"Old Tang, then how do you get your house and land?"

"Whoever you want to plant that little land should be taken to plant it, the house..." Dad Tang was a little hesitant.

"Sell it, uncle, you can just give it a price if you want it." Tang Zhongjun made a decision directly.

Now Tang Zhongjun's vision has come to his mind. Looking back, it turns out that those things are relatively easy to do with people. Although the old house at home has only been completed for two years, it is only 340,000 yuan.

No words all night.

The next day, Zhang Yanjun and Tang Zhongjun went to move to Tang's father. Zhang Yanming and Sun Hongye took their children to the development company branch here for a walk. There was nothing wrong, just a look.

The branch here is developing well and the company has sufficient funds. It is just a steady transformation of the old city, buying land to build residential communities, and not combining the city's planning and engineering projects.

At this moment, real estate developers basically make money by municipal planning projects. Whether it is residential or commercial projects, municipal planning has loan guarantees. You have to go to the project loan for buying land and developing it yourself.

To be honest, there are no large-scale projects here, and the reconstruction of the Shoe City is considered a big project. Zhang Yanming didn’t even have the idea to pay attention to it, so let alone argue.

All the elevators are built here.
Chapter completed!