Marrying Leng Libing Wang and having four children, traveling back to the 70s

"Auntie, I really like your courtyard house. How much do you want it to sell for?" After walking around for a while, Su Nianxi asked Auntie Feng directly about the price.

"Oh! This kid really needs to be bought!" Seeing Su Nianxi asking about the title deed and documents, and then asking about the selling price, Aunt Feng was secretly delighted and murmured.

"My dear, my Beizizi said that if someone wants it, we'll give it to Aunt Sun's nephew for the same price we gave him last time: 9,800 yuan. No bargaining."

"Auntie, when will your son be able to return to Beijing?"

"Baby, is this price acceptable to you?"

"Do you want to go back and discuss this with your family? My son Beizi won't be back until tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. This will give you some time to go back and discuss this with your family."

"Auntie, I can accept this price. You don't need to discuss it with my family. If your son is here, I can go directly to the Housing Authority with him to handle the transfer procedures!"

Su Nianxi and Aunt Feng had such a conversation back and forth. Aunt Feng was really shocked by Su Nianxi's financial strength and the courage to directly take the initiative to go to the Housing Management Office with her son to handle the transfer of ownership.

"Oh my god, this girl is really... rich!" Aunt Feng, who was selling cabbages, was shocked. She stared at Su Nianxi with her eyes wide open, her heart pounding and she was muttering to herself.

Well, at this moment, Aunt Feng was filled with uncontrollable joy and impatience.

The courtyard house that had been unsold for a long time delayed her plan to go to the south with her eldest son Beizizi.

Aunt Feng, who sells cabbages, has never dared to tell anyone that she is so anxious to sell the courtyard house. In fact, the reason she is so anxious to sell the courtyard house is because her son Beizi, although he is 1.8 meters tall, has an ugly appearance. Later, when he was in his early twenties, he injured his left leg in an accident and became lame. So, at the age of forty, he still hasn't found a partner.

Aunt Feng thought back to the past and couldn't help feeling sad: she herself was not good-looking. If her husband had not been a good man and did not despise her, she estimated that she would have been destined to live alone for the rest of her life, and she would never have been able to have a family.

As it happens, her husband's family has only one son for five generations. Aunt Feng is anxious about her son's marriage and cannot sleep at night.

No, it’s different now. She has always been very proud of her son Beizi, and this time she is even more proud of him.

Well, her good eldest son Beizizi never compromised with his fate even though he was ugly and lame.

In the eyes of her as a mother, he has always been like the strong pine tree standing on the cliff on the top of the mountain, like an indomitable warrior, standing firm despite wind and rain, showing his endless tenacity and perseverance.

Especially this time, since he had found a partner in the south where it was spring all year round, and a daughter-in-law for her, who was thirteen years younger than his northern son, what made her even more ecstatic was that her daughter-in-law was pregnant, and their Li family finally had a successor.

Although Aunt Feng was an illiterate old woman, she was a very open-minded woman of the 70s. In her opinion, as long as the family was together, no matter where they were, that was home; so when her son Li Beiyi proposed to sell the old courtyard house in Beijing and move the whole family south or north, she immediately supported and agreed.

What's more, her daughter-in-law was pregnant, and Aunt Feng was extremely anxious to sell the courtyard house as soon as possible and go south to take care of her daughter-in-law.

"Mom, I'm back--" A deep voice came from the yard to the main room.

"Oh, my Beizi is back, kid, my Beizi is back early..." Aunt Feng was so excited that her eyebrows were raised and her face was filled with excitement and joy.

"Mom..." As Aunt Feng finished speaking, a man wearing a dark gray suit, with a dark complexion and a slight limp in his left leg walked into the main room and shouted to Aunt Feng.

"Hey, hey, hey, Beizi, why are you back to Beijing today? Didn't you say on the phone a few days ago that you would be back tomorrow or the day after tomorrow? Why are you back today?" Aunt Feng quickly walked to her son, hugged Li Bei's right arm with both hands with a doting face, looked up at him, and asked with a smile.

"Is this Aunt Feng's son? Beizi? He looks quite old." Su Nianxi, with pockmarks all over his face, stared at Aunt Feng's son intently, muttering secretly in his heart.

Well, a forty-year-old man with a naturally dark complexion and a reserved and honest look, he does look much older at first glance; in short, he is a true uncle.

"Mom, I was so anxious that I rushed back early. Lanlan has recently started having severe morning sickness. I'm busy with business outside, and I'm worried about the nanny we hired. After careful consideration, I decided to come back and take you to Yangcheng so that I can have the nanny take care of Lanlan together. That way, I can focus on my business outside."

"I'm thinking of asking Gangzi to handle the sale of the courtyard house. We're not in a rush to use the money anyway, so we can take our time."

Li Bei, the honest son of Aunt Feng, frowned and spoke in an orderly manner.

"Okay, okay, I'll go to Guangzhou with you right now."

"Well, well, daughter-in-law, have you taken her to the hospital to see a doctor?"

"I brought it last week. My mother's doctor also told me that Lanlan has a special physical condition and there are signs of miscarriage. She has to stay in bed for a while and shouldn't walk around."

"You, you, you, why didn't you tell me earlier? I should have followed you south to Guangzhou to take care of my daughter-in-law."

"You big, rough guy, why are you so worried about me? My daughter-in-law is about to have a miscarriage—"

Aunt Feng and her son Li Bei were chatting with each other as if no one was around.

"Oh, right, right, that's right, Beizi, there's no need to entrust the Siheyuan to Gangzi. Look, this kid, she came to our house just to see the Siheyuan."

"She was very satisfied with the size of our courtyard house, and I told her the selling price was 9,800 yuan. She said it was okay."

Aunt Feng pointed her left hand happily at Su Nianxi standing beside her.

"Uh, you finally remembered me, a living person." Su Nianxi, who had been listening to the conversation for a while, smiled politely at Li Bei and muttered in his heart.

"Oh, this female comrade looks..." Li Bei looked in the direction his mother, Aunt Feng, pointed, and was really surprised to see Su Nianxi with a pockmarked face in the corner two meters away. However, a feeling of sympathy soon surged in his heart.

Yes, thinking about how old I look, how dark my skin is, and how I limp—

Hiss, Li Bei inexplicably felt a surge of favorability towards Su Nianxi.

"Hello, my surname is Su, my name is Nianxi, and I live in the military compound." Su Nianxi smiled sweetly and introduced herself calmly.