Sweet military marriage, I am reborn and it is time for me to live a good life

Su Yao died early, so Huang Lingling had no idea where the Su family's old house was. In addition, all the other members of the Su family were gone, leaving only her uncle Su Qin.

But Su Qin was very busy. He was busy with work all day and traveling around abroad, so he had no time to go back to his old home.

So when Fu Chengbiao brought Huang Lingling back to the capital, Huang Lingling discovered that her mother-in-law was a native of the capital.

If Fu Chengbiao hadn't told her, Huang Lingling would have thought that the old house of the Su family they were talking about was in some remote corner of the countryside.

This time, Fu Chengbiao brought the tall and small Liuzi with him.

These two guys had nothing to do these two days. Knowing that Fu Chengbiao's two brothers had returned, they followed Fu Chengbiao to help with some work.

Originally, Zhou Zhou also wanted to come, but Fu Chengbiao didn't let him come. There were so many things in the group company that someone had to take care of them.

He has already escaped, who will take care of things if Zhou Zhou runs away again?

The old house of the Su family in the imperial capital.

Huang Lingling looked at the house in front of her and didn't dare to go in. Was the Su family a royal family in the past?

It was a siheyuan, and the kind that was close to the imperial city.

When Huang Lingling was watching videos before, she seemed to hear some bloggers say that such a courtyard house would cost hundreds of millions.

Pushing open the mottled vermilion-painted gate, time seems to have stopped here.

The courtyard with green bricks and gray tiles stands quietly, and its flying eaves and upturned corners outline a graceful silhouette in the twilight.

On the flagstones in the center of the courtyard, a few withered yellow leaves swirled in the wind. Beneath the east wall, an old well stood quietly, its windlass rusting away.

There were two porcelain basins placed by the well.

The wind lifted a corner of the door curtain of the main room, revealing the mottled brick wall inside.

The faint scent of sandalwood wafts through the air, mixed with the unique aroma of old wood, making people feel as if they are in another time and space.

"Squeak!"

Fu Chengbiao pushed open a door.

"Wife, this is the living room. There are bedrooms on both sides of the living room. You can pick any one of them. There are beds and quilts in them. You can rest first. I will settle my second brother first."

"Okay, go and get busy."

Huang Lingling was touching things around in the courtyard.

This place is really beautiful.

In the past, Huang Lingling always thought that Zhou Xiaoling's family was pretty good!

That is also a courtyard house!

Every time she went to her house, Huang Lingling would take a second look. Now that she has her own, Huang Lingling is very happy.

Fu Chengbiao just told her that this courtyard house will be his from now on, so what is his is also hers.

The overall layout of this courtyard is exquisite and unique. The vermilion gate looks particularly solemn. A pair of copper door knockers are inlaid on the door. A light knock will make a crisp and pleasant sound.

The courtyard is surrounded by several houses, and the windows of the rooms are all carved wood, looking antique.

One of the main rooms is spacious and elegant, with simple and elegant furniture inside and exquisite calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls, revealing the owner's elegant taste and profound cultural heritage.

Huang Lingling walked into the house and fell in love with it at first sight.

There is also a step-out bed in the room.

Huang Lingling touched the thing and thought to herself, this thing is an antique! It's really not easy to survive until now.

She likes this room and she wants to live here.

Huang Lingling had just put away her luggage and finished packing when she suddenly heard a noise coming from outside.

She walked out of the room curiously and saw an old man in tattered clothes standing at the gate of the yard, arguing with Fu Chengbiao.

"I want to come in and play. I used to come here often. Why don't you let me in now?" the old man said angrily.

Fu Chengbiao looked helpless, "Uncle, this house is ours, your house is next door, you got the wrong place!"

"No, I just came in to play. How about this, I'll go in and take a look, just a quick look!"

Huang Lingling walked over and quietly inquired about the situation. It turned out that the old man's ancestors had lived in a side room of this house, but later moved away during the war. Now his children had bought the house next door. Today, the old man saw someone suddenly coming to the usually closed yard, so he wanted to come in and take a look.

Huang Lingling felt something in her heart when Fu Chengbiao was arguing with the old man.

She pulled the old man into the yard and said, "Uncle, what do you want to see? Look, we just got here today and the house is not cleaned up yet."

"Haha, this female lesbian is better. The male lesbian is too fierce."

The old man with white hair and a kind face stood quietly in the middle of the yard, with his back slightly hunched and his hands leisurely behind his back.

The sunlight shines on him, creating a quiet and peaceful picture.

I saw him raise his head slightly, squint his eyes, and look up at the sky first.

Then he slowly turned his gaze towards the roof.

The roof has been weathered by wind and rain, and the tiles are slightly mottled, but they still firmly bear the traces of time.

The old man looked at each tile carefully, his eyes revealing a kind of nostalgia and emotion for the past.

Huang Lingling went into her room, made a cup of tea for the old man, and brought out two bamboo chairs.

"Uncle, come here and have a cup of tea."

"Haha, okay, okay, my favorite drink is tea."

After Huang Lingling settled the old man, she asked Fu Chengbiao to go and do other things, and she would entertain this old man.

Seeing that his wife was willing to get along with her neighbors, Fu Chengbiao let her do as she pleased.

The old man took the teacup, took a sip, and praised, "Comrade, this tea is brewed authentically. It's delicious, very delicious!" Huang Lingling smiled and said, "I'm glad you like it. This is a rare black tea that I brewed myself. If you like it, I'll give you a pound later."

"Oh! That's great! I have only one hobby in my life, and that is drinking tea.

I am so lucky today!"

"As long as you like it!"

Huang Lingling started chatting with the old man, talking about their neighbors and recent events in the capital.

The old man is a local expert and knows everything.

As they were chatting, the old man suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Comrade, let me tell you, this house is not simple. There were many valuable things hidden underground."

Huang Lingling's eyes lit up and she asked curiously, "Uncle, what good stuff is this?"

The old man pointed mysteriously to the ground in the corner and was about to speak when Fu Chengbiao came over. The old man stopped talking immediately when he saw Fu Chengbiao coming.

He glared at Fu Chengbiao.

"You and I have different auras. If you want to know something, you'd better be polite to me."

"Master, I didn't do anything to you."