Rong Zhaonan raised his eyebrows: "What, are you guilty of being a thief?"
You don't dare to introduce his identity in front of people. What's going on in your heart?
Ning Yuan rolled her eyes at him rudely: "You are the thief! How can I go see the house? What does it have to do with you?"
He was a moody guy. He clearly looked like he should stay away from strangers, so why should she touch him?
As a woman, she only gets her period seven days a month, but he has inexplicable episodes of irregular menstruation from time to time.
Ning Yuan pulled back her two long braids, turned around and walked out: "I'm leaving!"
But before she took two steps, her braid was grabbed again, and Ning Yuan's scalp was pulled and hurt again. She turned her head and glared at him angrily: "How old are you? You are sick, right? Let go!"
Rong Zhaonan said coolly: "I'll take you there on my bike."
"No need, can Chen Chen accompany me after get off work?" Ning Yuan shouted back angrily.
Who was talking nicely to her at noon today, but he was acting weird!
Rong Zhaonan's cold handsome face darkened: "He has no time, he can't live without his mother."
Ning Yuan was stunned for a moment: "Here comes his mother again..."
She remembered that Chen Chen seemed to be particularly inseparable from his mother.
Rong Zhaonan nodded neatly: "Yes."
Ning Yuan couldn't say anything, so she continued: "I don't need you anyway, I'll ask Sister Zhang to take me to see the house!"
Rong Zhaonan looked at her and suddenly narrowed his cold, narrow eyes: "Have you forgotten what trouble you caused in the county?"
Sure enough, Ning Yuan suddenly remembered what had offended Uncle Liu to death and froze.
Hey, she forgot that there was this problem, it was all because she was so angry with Rong Zhaonan, she needed to lead him to defend herself and clear the way!
Her expression changed and she twitched the corners of her mouth: "Okay, let's go."
She paused and added: "I'll treat you to sauced pork elbow tonight."
Even if you give him a hand to help him as a reward!
Rong Zhaonan muttered: "You can't afford to hire me with this salary."
It was right not to tell her that Uncle Liu would never trouble her again.
Ning Yuan covered her small satchel and looked at him warily: "Then what do you want?"
Even the delicious sauced elbows couldn't feed him enough. Was he trying to make her bleed? That's not possible, you can plot against her, but there's no way to plot against her money!
Rong Zhaonan looked at her miserly vigilance and said coolly: "You will know later."
After saying that, he passed her and went downstairs first.
Ning Yuan pouted, pressed her small satchel, and could only follow him out.
Rong Zhaonan straddled the bicycle with his long legs, put his feet on the ground, and looked at her: "Come up."
Ning Yuan had no choice but to jump on the tail seat of his bicycle, but she didn't hold his waist.
Rong Zhaonan didn't say anything, he just rode his car neatly and took her out. When he came to the door of the guest house, there was a bump.
"Bang!" When she stepped over, Ning Yuan's butt hurt from the shock, her round face wrinkled, and she subconsciously hugged his waist.
She was about to let go, but Rong Zhaonan didn't look back, and just said calmly: "Stop being pretentious, Vice Principal Zhu is holding her, so just hold her."
Ning Yuan was speechless: "...who is being pretentious?"
Who didn't let her hug her waist early in the morning? Because he had a reaction last night and disliked her touching him early in the morning.
Even now, she has never seen such an awkward person!
Rong Zhaonan lazily said nothing.
Ning Yuan could only endure and continue to hold his waist. Forget it, forget it. Generally, big guys have many perverted quirks.
He just has a bad temper, so she can just fight him back when he's unhappy. She can't really argue with the boss.
I don’t know how his future beautiful wife can stand him. If her man does this, he must be beaten three times a day!
Bah, bah, bah, she can't curse herself for having a man.
Rong Zhaonan felt the popularity behind him hugging his waist, and he curled up his thin lips with a half-smile.
Whatever he wants to do, he has his own way to achieve his goal. To fight with him, the curly-haired rabbit is still too young.
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Later, Chen Chen accidentally learned that his captain took the quarrel, jealousy and rejection of his younger wife as a serious "battle".
We also need to talk about "strategic and tactical" revenge.
He could only cover his chest and cry and ask the sky, how could the captain have fallen into this state after being in the countryside for a few years?
Is this the same commander "Tai Sui" who was able to behead the enemy leader among all the troops?
Is this the loss of morality or the distortion of human nature? Having a woman will lead to degeneration, degeneration!
He must stick to his position as a boy, not like the captain! !
Rong Zhaonan didn't know that his subordinates had such a great goal in life, so he took Ning Yuan on his bike to find Sister Zhang.
Sister Zhang just got off her morning shift. She saw the young couple riding to her "sweetly", so she got on the car and went to look at the house with them.
But when she saw Ning Yuan covering most of her face with a scarf and looking warily, she felt a little confused: "What's wrong? It's not that cold, right?"
Ning Yuan shook her head and put the scarf on her face again: "It's okay, it's just that the wind can't blow on my face."
Just kidding, what if Uncle Liu’s people were targeted and came to her home?
After she rented a house, she brought Mr. Tang and his wife over, and then asked Rong Zhaonan to live in them and take care of them.
She went to live on campus and returned home once a week, so she would basically not be discovered by Uncle Liu's people!
Rong Zhaonan looked at her sneaky look and smiled without saying a word.
The search for a house in the afternoon was not going well. Sister Zhang basically looked for Tongzi buildings. It didn’t matter if the house was older. The key was that it only had two bedrooms and one living room.
There is no place to put the clutter.
Old Mrs. Xia has been running around the village cemetery very frequently recently, stealing from other people... Well, she picked up a lot of things from her family's ancestral graves. She can't just throw them into the coal house downstairs, right?
Moreover, you can only cook in the corridor of Tongzilou, and you have to use the toilet in the yard or on the street.
Ning Yuan didn't want to rent it anymore. Most people's food was very poor these days. It was good to eat meat once a week.
But her family's meals are already full of fish and meat, which makes other people jealous and jealous if they see too much of it.
Most of the tube buildings are allocated to various factories and units. Some people rent them out privately, which is inherently illegal.
It’s just that many people turn a blind eye.
But if someone made trouble and complained to the factory, their family without a registered permanent residence would be kicked out.
How is this any different from how a few decades later, when the second landlord caused trouble and ran away with money, a lot of apartment buildings were hit by thunderstorms, and the tenants were kicked out in the middle of the night?
Rong Zhaonan looked at Ning Yuan with a depressed look on her face, but she was in a good mood. She was struggling and anxious for their little family.
Ning Yuan stood in front of the tube building of the county sugar factory, looked at the building and sighed: "Oh, it's not suitable. It would be nice to have a yard like that."
Sister Zhang frowned and thought for a while: "Most of the yards in the county are ancestral houses. A large family can live in several rooms together, and if you want to rent, you can only rent one of them..."
These days, houses are allotted by the state, and only when employees get married can they have the opportunity to line up to be allocated houses.
She had no other options. The people she and her nephew Dong Er recognized the most were people from these units.
Ning Yuan became even more worried after hearing this.
When Rong Zhaonan saw Ning Yuan looking at the afternoon room, his eyebrows were furrowed and his round face was straight, obviously dissatisfied.
He thought for a while: "I asked Chen Chen to think of a way to see if he could find a house with a yard and rent it out..."
After he finished speaking, an old voice suddenly sounded: "You... want to rent the entire courtyard?"
Rong Zhuanan and Ning Yuan looked over.
They saw a skinny old man in his sixties carrying a putty bucket and a shovel scraping the wall looking at them.
Ning Yuan noticed that the old man and several wall-scraping workers nearby were all wearing sugar factory uniforms.
She rolled her big black eyes, leaned forward and asked enthusiastically: "Old man, what, do you have a way?"
The old man hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "My ancestral house, on Zhongshan Road, has been empty for two or three years."
When Ning Yuan heard this, her eyes lit up. Zhongshan Road was just two roads away from Hongqi Street of County No. 2 Middle School! Hey, there's a show!
However, the old man glanced at the three of them with some hesitation.
"What do you call me, old man? I am a student of the County No. 2 Middle School. In order for me to take the college entrance examination this year, my family wants to rent a place to stay and take care of me."
Ning Yuan smiled and explained the situation in a few words.
She has big, crooked eyes and looks sweet and soft, like an underage girl, making it easy for people to let down their guard.
When he was in the black market, he relied on his familiarity to sell goods very well.
Sure enough, the old man let down his guard and nodded: "My surname is Du. Just call me Uncle Du. I am a good student and a motivated child. My apprentice also wants to take the college entrance examination."
After saying that, he glanced at Rong Zhaonan and Sister Zhang: "These are the elders in your family, okay, I'm about to get off work, and I'll accompany you to visit my ancestral home."
Without waiting for anyone to react, he walked into the sugar factory carrying the putty bucket and shovel.
As Ning Yuan's elder, Rong Zhaonan: "..."
Does he look that old?
Then, he glanced at Ning Yuan coldly, and then turned back expressionlessly.
Ning Yuan was confused, what happened to this person?
