Crossing 1992: Contracting a barren mountain and becoming a huge demolition household

The houses in this area are almost all occupied by three generations of a family, all squeezed into one small house. In comparison, it is the most unusual for someone like Ye Anan, who is so young, to live alone.

Ye Ke looked at the street office staff and demolition office staff buried in the dense crowd, and the corners of his mouth twitched unconsciously.

The crowd was so powerful that if someone hadn't been heard shouting, "Be quiet and listen to me first."

She really couldn't tell that there was someone in charge of the situation among the crowd.

Ye Anan pointed at the old lady standing in the front line and shouting the loudest and said, "See? That's the neighbor I mentioned before."

Ye Wenhui thought of the neighbor that Ye Anan had complained about when she returned home, and quickly stood on tiptoe to look around. Wow, he was really full of fighting spirit!

When the old ladies in the city quarrel, they are just as good as those in the village.

Ye Wenhui bared her teeth and sighed, "This, won't start a fight, right?"

Ye Anan patted her shoulder and said, "Don't worry, my neighbor is good at talking but he wouldn't dare to use force."

When Ye Anan bought the house, she didn't think too much about it. She just focused on the house itself. The only things she checked were the size of the house, the lighting, the distance from the school, etc.

It wasn't until I moved in that I realized how annoying it was to have a bad neighbor.

When Ye Anan first moved in, her parents would come to see her. Later, after Ye Anan adapted, she lived alone and occasionally went back to see her parents on weekends.

The neighbor lady secretly observed for a long time, and when she found out that Ye Anan actually lived alone, she began to greet Ye Anan actively.

On her way to and from get off work, Ye Anan often ran into her neighbor, an elderly woman. With a kind smile on her face, she would greet him gently, "Xiao Ye? Are you going to work?"

"Xiao Ye? Are you off work? Why are you back so late today?"

Ye Anan adheres to the principle of being kind to others and not hitting someone who smiles at her, and always responds politely.

Perhaps it was Ye Anan's soft attitude that gave the neighbor grandmother the signal that she could go further.

She thought that being just an acquaintance every day was close enough, close enough that she could come to borrow things from time to time.

She first asked to borrow a pack of cigarettes, then a bottle of vinegar, and then when she came to borrow paper, Ye Anan frowned and asked, "Grandma, you haven't returned the things you borrowed the last two times, right?"

The neighbor lady was stunned for a moment, as if she had lost her memory, and denied it flatly: "Is this true? I don't even remember it."

Ye Anan leaned against the door, blocking the neighbor's grandmother's view from looking into the house, "Since you have a bad memory, grandma, I won't lend you this paper, so that you don't forget it again."

Ye Anan had a half-smile on her face, and she emphasized the word "again".

It was really shocking that such a kind-looking old lady suddenly changed her expression.

Ye Anan saw that the neighbor lady in front of her was not ashamed at all. Instead, she muttered in a low voice, "How can you be so stingy as a little girl? You have to remember such a small thing in detail. You are too fussy."

The neighbor lady made up her mind that Ye Anan, a gentle person, would not start a quarrel, so she mocked her in person.

After all, she has taken advantage of many young men and girls with this trick.

But Ye Anan is obviously not a good-tempered person! How can Ye Anan, who can suppress a group of younger brothers and sisters, be a good person?

Ye Anan laughed in anger. She leaned against the door, raising her eyebrows. "Grandma, don't worry. I'm not like some people who would try to take advantage of even a few dollars. So, you don't have to pay me back. I'll just treat it as dog food, okay?"

She also didn't expect Grandma Wang to return it. After all, if something was returned reluctantly, who knows what kind of ingredients were added to it.

The neighbor lady thought Ye Anan had given in after hearing the first part, and was about to feel proud when she heard the last part. She immediately became furious and cursed, "You little bitch, how dare you scold me!"