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

On the day the furniture was moved into the house, the mother and daughter did not do any work except talking. Even the final cleaning was done by someone hired by Ye Ke.

Ye Wenhui didn't try to dissuade him this time. After all, the bulk of the money had already been spent, so there was no need to haggle over such a small amount. Otherwise, who knows how Ye Ke would squeeze her?

Looking at her home, which had been renovated in less than a day, Ye Wenhui sat on the sofa and sighed, "If it weren't for the good national policies, how could I live such a good life!"

"Relax." Ye Ke sat cross-legged on the ground, feeling a little distressed when he saw Ye Wenhui's tense posture. "This is your home. You're sitting so straight. Do you want to hear me lecture you?"

Ye Wenhui pushed her. She was so disrespectful every day.

Ye Ke crawled over to the sofa, put his hands on her knees, and said teasingly, "How is it? Isn't it different to sit on a more expensive sofa?"

Ye Wenhui glanced at her sideways, then fell back with an arrogant look without refuting.

Ye Ke was amused but did not expose her. It was better to give Ms. Ye some face!

"There's still a small room left, so why not turn it into a study?"

The house has four bedrooms, two living rooms, and two bathrooms. The master bedroom where Ye Wenhui lives is very large, with its own bathroom and dressing room. The bathroom also has a large bathtub. The first time Ye Wenhui saw it, she exclaimed, "Oh my God, how much water does this bath use?"

Ye Ke and Ye Rou each picked one of the remaining three rooms. At first, Ye Rou didn't want to choose one, as she thought her home was downstairs anyway, so there was no need.

Ye Wenhui glared at her, really ungrateful. "If there's not even a room for you at home, what kind of home is it? If that's what you're saying, then you might as well forget about your mother's home! You'll just live downstairs anyway!"

Ye Rou shut up and didn't dare to say anything. She let Ye Ke choose the largest room and she chose the second largest one.

"You can arrange it yourself. You won't listen to anything I say anyway." Ye Wenhui complained aggrievedly. From the time the house was bought to now, she seemed to have participated in every step, but not a single word she said was adopted.

"Hey, if we buy everything you picked out, won't this house look like a slum?"

After all, Ye Wenhui's main focus was on simplicity and affordability. Ye Ke could imagine how out of place those pieces of furniture would be in this elegant, European-style room.

Ye Wenhui retorted weakly, "How can it be so exaggerated?" Tsk, isn't it just that it doesn't look that delicate...that's all?

Ye Ke didn't say anything. He leaned over, pulled her up, and pushed her out. "Let's go and see if my uncle and the others have packed up. We have to hurry back to the village."

The eldest uncle's house had already been packed, and the younger uncle and aunt were also there, waiting for them to come over. As soon as they met, they urged them to hurry back to the village.

My uncle drove a few people to the company to return the car, and then everyone changed buses along the way and finally arrived back at Yejia Village before dark.

As soon as Ye Ke got out of the car, he roared to the sky: "I'm going to learn how to drive tomorrow! I'm going to buy a car the day after tomorrow!"

Ye Wenhui didn't even bother to pay attention to her. She wasn't even an adult yet and she wanted to get a driver's license? She was just dreaming in broad daylight.

Humph! Tomorrow! Tomorrow she'll go get her driver's license! She's going to envy Ye Ke to death!

As soon as I entered the village, I met Grandma Wang, an elderly woman in the village. Her son died of illness early, and her daughter-in-law remarried, leaving her with only a granddaughter. Grandma Wang's family was not well off, leaving only the two of them to depend on each other.

"Hey! Where did you go yesterday? I went to look for you and knocked on the door for a long time, but no one answered."

"I went to Ancheng." My aunt asked, "Did something happen?"

Grandma Wang's expression was indescribable. "As for Xiao Ke's father, he came again yesterday!"

"What?!" My aunt's voice suddenly rose. "They bullied Xiao Ke like that the other day! I didn't even bother to settle the score, yet they still dared to come!"

"What? Do you think there's no one left in our Ye family?"

Ye Ke clicked his tongue in surprise. It was really true that people die for money. Even after being beaten like that, he came back again the next day.