Reborn in the 90s, tearing apart scumbag men for the sake of women.

Look, Song Jianmei's words are starting to sound more agreeable.

So none of them went home, and went directly to the "Hele Manor" residential area that Song Jianping and his friends had their eye on.

Song Lingge glanced at Zhao Jueyu discreetly, only to find that Zhao Jueyu was also looking at her. The mother and daughter understood each other perfectly.

The house that Zhao Zhangguo bought for Song Lingge also happened to be in this neighborhood.

This is a newly built residential area, and there are no residents yet, but the landscaping and environment are quite nice, almost like strolling in a park.

Of course, the price is also among the highest in Nanzhou City.

The thought that Zhao Zhangguo had bought a house here in full made Song Lingge feel particularly bad.

The two old people loved the mother and daughter unconditionally, but the mother and daughter had broken their hearts in their past life.

Afterwards, the group visited several other residential areas, but none of them felt quite as good as "Hele Manor".

At noon, I found a roadside hole-in-the-wall restaurant and ordered a few dishes at random.

While Song Lingge was rinsing their chopsticks and bowls, Song Jianmei couldn't help but nag.

"After looking around, Hele Manor is still the best; it looks so grand!"

Song Jianping also thought "Hele Manor" was the best, but the price was too high.

The "Xinghua Community" is much more affordable, located less than one subway stop away.

"It's good, but buying one apartment there is enough to buy two apartments in Xinghua Community."

"Buy two apartments? What do you need two for? The apartments in Xinghua Community are so small, how can they compare to the spaciousness of Hele Manor?"

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

Song Lingge was surprised that Song Jianping actually intended to buy two sets. It seemed Song Jianping had quite a bit of money.

"I was just saying, if you're uncultured you should read more books. What I meant was that Hele Manor is too expensive."

The words "uneducated" stung Song Jianmei, and she immediately retorted sharply: "How can you blame me for not going to school? How poor was my family? Where would we get the money to send me to school?"

It's true that her family is poor, but for Song Jianmei to say that is heartless.

How did Song Jianping get into university? To put it bluntly, it's because Song Jianmei herself wasn't cut out for studying.

Although Song Jianping didn't argue with her, his disdainful and all-knowing gaze made Song Jianmei feel both ashamed and angry.

He immediately decided to never speak to his own brother again.

For Song Lingge, this was an unexpected delight.

She had been struggling with how to please Song Jianmei, and now that the siblings had fallen out, it couldn't be better.

Although Song Jianping wouldn't really hold a grudge against his younger sister, Song Jianmei had a bad temper and would definitely not give Song Jianping a good time.

Song Lingge thought for a moment and then said, "I also like Hele Manor a bit more."

Seeing that none of the elders intended to refute her, she continued.

“I took a look, and Hele Manor has a wall. Although Xinghua Community is called a commercial housing complex, it consists entirely of stand-alone buildings, with a commercial area right downstairs. It will be a mixed bag of people, and I feel unsafe and it will be very noisy.”

“Yes, yes, I think so too. Besides, the buildings in Hele Manor aren’t tall, so they’re not hard to climb. The tallest building in Xinghua Community is eight stories high.” Song Jianmei quickly chimed in.

“My dad and his family also bought a property in Hele Manor,” Zhao Jueyu suddenly said.

Actually, Song Lingge didn't intend to say it, but she didn't know what Zhao Jueyu meant by saying it.

However, upon hearing this, Song Jianping's eyes lit up: "Your father-in-law has already bought it?"

Zhao Jueyu nodded.

"Then let's go to Hele Manor later and take a closer look."

Old ginger is spicier; Zhao Jueyu knows Song Jianping all too well.

A single sentence could sway Song Jianping's mind; she utterly idolized her mother.

Song Jianping also had his own ideas.

If I buy a house in the same neighborhood as my father-in-law, he definitely won't live here, since his old house is a small villa.

This house will belong to him from now on.

After lunch, the group went to Hele Manor and inspected it inside and out.

Indeed, no other neighborhood can compare to it.

Song Jianping immediately decided to buy a unit in Hele Manor. He also decided on the largest available unit: three bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen, and one bathroom.

When deciding on the apartment layout, the group had a small argument.

Of course, the debate was between the Song siblings, while the Zhao mother and daughter were just there to watch.

Song Jianping believes that two bedrooms, two living rooms, one kitchen, and one bathroom are sufficient; his family of three doesn't need that many rooms.

However, Song Jianmei believes that although two bedrooms and two living rooms are enough, such a good house would be more impressive if it were bigger.

Everyone could see what she was thinking, but no one said it out loud.

On the contrary, the Zhao mother and daughter wholeheartedly sided with her.

“Dad, you and Mom are both teachers. We have so many books at home. Why don’t we get another study room?”

Song Lingge's suggestion was unanimously praised.

As long as they have one more room, Song Jianmei doesn't care whether they turn it into a study or a latrine.

Next time I come to the city, I won't have to rush back so much; I'll have a place to stay.

If Song Lingge marries Chen Bingfeng in the future and lets her brother and sister-in-law live in her father-in-law's house, then wouldn't that house belong to them?

Song Jianmei laughed out loud as she thought about her happy life in the future.

"Auntie, what are you laughing at?" Song Lingge blinked her big eyes and asked, pretending not to know.

Song Jianmei couldn't reveal her little secret, but after Song Lingge pointed it out, she felt guilty, like a thief caught in the act.

He gave an awkward laugh: "Nothing's funny, nothing's funny."

Song Lingge stopped pressing the matter; achieving her goal was enough. There was no need for further verbal sparring, especially since Song Jianmei had an even more important role to play.

That is, whose name is on the house deed?

In the 1990s, only one person's name could be listed in the owner's section of a property certificate, and that person was considered the legal owner of the house.

However, it is possible to obtain a property co-ownership certificate and add co-owners to the property.

If Song Jianping doesn't add a co-owner, Song Lingge won't let him buy the house smoothly.

"I'm the head of the household, of course I'll write my name," Song Jianping said guiltily, while observing the reactions of Zhao Jueyu and her daughter.

Song Lingge looked completely bewildered, as if she didn't understand anything. She's really gone mad from reading too much.

Zhao Jueyu, however, retorted, "What, you're not planning to write our names?"

Song Jianping felt even more guilty and awkwardly laughed, saying, "I was just joking. We're husband and wife, of one mind. What difference does it make whose name is on the deed?"

“Then write my name,” Zhao Jueyu replied assertively, cutting off Song Jianping’s words.

Song Jianmei was definitely not happy about writing Zhao Jueyu's name, but before she could speak, Zhao Jueyu spoke up again.

"I think it would be better to write it under Lingge's name, so that the two of us can be co-owners. What do you think?"

Song Jianping certainly didn't think it was very good.

But Song Jianmei was overjoyed: "Yes, parents do everything for their children. It would be best if the house you bought was registered in Lingge's name."

Song Lingge is growing to like her aunt more and more!