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

Liang Feng: "Okay! Stop me! What about this house? We won't sell it. What about this wife? I won't marry her either. The three of us will just stay in this shabby house for the rest of our lives. Is that okay with you?"

Liang Feng was very angry. His father was always like this. He wanted to take advantage but didn't want to take any risks.

That's how he treated my uncle's family. He insisted on sticking to the job that my grandfather transferred to him. It was stable, but the money he earned was not even half of what my uncle earned as a temporary sales worker. Later, he coaxed my grandfather to ask my uncle for money.

If his father hadn't always done stupid things like this, his family wouldn't have become so hostile to his uncle's family.

Now that Liang Jie and his wife's family have become rich, they can not only eat meat but also drink some soup!

Although Ye Rou hadn't brought her uncle and his family to live at Nanhu Yaju, she always came home with a ton of things. Needless to say, just looking at them, it was obvious that her uncle and his wife had grown several years younger in the past two years.

Liang Feng felt jealous just thinking about it. It was a pity that his father finally coaxed his grandfather to put the house under his father's name, which completely offended his uncle's family. Otherwise, he would have to get some benefits by sticking to it.

Fortunately, he is about to marry a wife who owns five houses. Even if he doesn't work in the future, he will still have a lot of rent delivered to his door every day.

Liang Feng pretended to be indifferent, brushed away his father's hand, and walked straight into the house.

Uncle Liang was stunned. Not selling the house = Liang Feng not getting married = losing five houses.

"Sell! Son! Let's sell it!" Uncle Liang made the boldest decision of his life!

Liang Feng raised his lips in satisfaction, "Okay! Dad, I'll listen to you!"

Liang Feng said this and ran out.

He had just run a few steps, panting, when he saw the middle-aged man around the corner.

"Brother? You didn't leave?"

Liang Feng looked at the middle-aged man suspiciously.

The middle-aged man remained calm and pointed at the young man across from him. "I'm just asking around to see if there are any smaller houses around here. If there are, I should have enough money to buy one."

The young man smiled flatteringly. "Brother, we're destined to meet. I happened to meet you today while visiting relatives. I have a small house for sale, and it's cheaper than this one. It's not right here, though. Would you like to come with me to take a look?"

The middle-aged man became interested when he heard this and pulled the young man to go, "Okay! Let's go and take a look!"

Seeing that the two were about to leave, Liang Feng was not happy. How could he let the duck fly away when it was already in his mouth? If he went to someone else's house, what would happen to his own house?

Liang Feng shouted and stopped the middle-aged man, "Brother, weren't you quite satisfied with my house just now? Let's talk about it again."

Then he said to the young man, "I'm sorry! There has to be a first come first served order. My elder brother has already taken a fancy to my house. You can go back now."

The young man didn't believe what he said and turned his eyes to the middle-aged man, "Brother? Why don't you come and see my house? I promise you, my house is really cheap."

The middle-aged man showed an excited expression and looked at Liang Feng embarrassedly, "Little brother, I really can't afford the price of your house. Let's forget it. I'm going to look at houses with this young man."

Liang Feng, who had originally wanted to bargain to see if he could get it down to 15,000 or 16,000, suddenly lost his confidence. He made a quick decision and said, "Brother, I'll sell it to you at the price you mentioned!"

The middle-aged man and the young man exchanged glances, and the young man shouted, "Brother! My house is really cheap! Come with me and take a look, and you'll see!"

The middle-aged man turned to look at Liang Feng, "Little brother, would your father agree to sell it at this price? When I left, your father's expression was not good! Don't regret it later, otherwise I might as well go with this young man to look at houses!"

The young man nodded in agreement, watching eagerly, "Yes, big brother! I have the final say and I can make the decision alone. You should go and see my house."

Liang Feng immediately argued, "Yes, my dad agrees. If you don't believe me, we can sign the contract and go through the formalities today."

The middle-aged man looked at the young man apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, young man! I'm quite satisfied with his house and the price."

The young man sighed, waved his hand generously, and then added, "It's okay. Business is all about fate. But big brother, if they change their minds, you can come back to me! Tomorrow, if you don't make this deal, you can meet me here tomorrow."

"Okay!" the middle-aged man responded gratefully.

After the young man left, Liang Feng finally breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the man did not follow him, otherwise who would he sell it to?

The two walked back to the house together. When Liang Feng saw his father standing at the door, he quickly stepped forward and pulled his father aside.

"Don't show such an unhappy expression, or people won't buy it!"

Uncle Liang snorted, "He'd be a fool not to buy such a cheap house?"

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Liang Feng recounted what had just happened, "He's the only choice in our family, but other people have so many choices!!"

Uncle Liang was shocked! Why are there so many people vying for houses these days?!

He didn't dare to keep a straight face anymore. If he couldn't sell it, his son would not be able to get married.

With a smile on his face, he looked at the middle-aged man enthusiastically and nodded. However, for the last bit of face, he still did not speak actively.

Liang Feng guessed that her father had done his best and did not ask for anything, so he went forward to talk to the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man confirmed it one last time, "So that's 14,000, right? I can't afford more."

Liang Feng nodded. Although he felt heartbroken, he had no choice. He was afraid that if he delayed it any longer, the gossip of the people around him would reach Fang Xin's ears.

When Fang Xin and he came back yesterday, Aunt Liu, who lived across the street, was there acting weird.