After looking at the house, several people went to the stationery store and bought some A4 paper and carbon pens. Ma Xiaolong wrote two rental advertisements by himself, then stuck them on the door glass with transparent tape, and left Zhusha's phone number.

This was Zhu Sha's request. She wanted to discuss renting a house with the tenant in person, saying that it would be more fulfilling.

As long as your wife is happy.

But when the advertisement was first posted, someone came over to ask about renting a house. Zinsha directly asked for three thousand, and then scared the people away.

There is no way. In fact, there has been a wave of layoffs in the past few years. In addition, last year's most serious mass explosion caused the income of residents in the small town to decrease instead of increasing. The average salary is only 400 yuan, but the rent in Zhusha is 3,000 yuan.

Who can afford to rent?

The visitor ran so decisively, which made Zhusha doubt her life: "Am I asking too harshly?"

"No, it's because I haven't met the right person." Ma Xiaolong comforted: "The person just now looked like the kind of old man who likes to wander around. It is their instinct to ask for information. If there are any relatives or friends renting a house at home, they will

Being able to stand up and provide relevant information can be regarded as a means to increase one's own value. But such people rarely spend money unless it is really a big deal."

"That's it." Zhu Sha suddenly understood, and her heart settled down.

"Three thousand yuan is indeed more expensive, but it is not an exaggeration. If you are lucky, you can still find a suitable tenant. However, the base price is two thousand five thousand. During this period, your mobile phone will definitely have various contact numbers. When the time comes, you can negotiate for three thousand yuan.

Look, the price of two thousand five thousand, unless you meet someone who is particularly pleasing to the eye, it will be higher if you can."

"Okay." Zhu Sha nodded with a smile, held his arm, and said, "Fortunately, I have a husband. If I were myself, I wouldn't understand this at all."

"No, they are all things with little technical content. You just haven't understood them yet. You will be able to understand them once you understand them."

"Thank you husband."

"As long as you're happy."

Chen Jun, who had become invisible all the way, went home with the three of them.

…

In the evening, Zhang Chiling returned home and learned that Zhu Sha had obtained the house book and key of the store. She was very happy to congratulate her, but she also thought of a question: "After our place is demolished, it will be okay for you, Xiaolong, to go to school in the capital, but

Xiaojun still has to go to high school, what will happen then? Will he live on campus?"

"Why live on campus?" Ma Xiaolong said: "I have two houses opposite No. 1 Middle School, and I will pack one for Xiaojun to live in. Mom, you stay with Xiaojun there for two years, and then go to develop it after Xiaojun graduates from high school.

Stay in a villa.”

"That's okay..." Zhang Zhiling nodded and turned to Chen Jun: "Xiaojun, what do you think?"

"I listen to my brother." Chen Jun said.

In another year, Ma Xiaolong and the others will go to college, and Heyan has already received news of demolition in two years. Several neighbors have already moved. When Ma Xiaolong goes to college and leaves next year, he will definitely not live here again.

, so she had to prepare to move in advance, but if she moved to a villa in the development zone, it would be too far to go to school. Since Ma Xiaolong had a house opposite No. 1 Middle School, she could cope with it for two years first.

Chen Jun felt very sad when he thought that he and Ma Xiaolong would be separated after the summer vacation next year.

While a few people were chatting, Li Xin returned to his bedroom, closed the door, and called his father.

The call was quickly answered: "Hello, Xiaoxin?"

"It's me, dad, asking you something."

Li Yuanchao smiled and said: "It's rare. If you have anything to do, just ask!"

"This matter of family planning..." After recounting what he heard from Ma Xiaolong this afternoon, Li Xin asked: "Dad, do you think what my master said makes sense? In more than ten years, will it really be too late?"

"..." Li Yuanchao fell silent.

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Chapter completed!