Move out of that house? Is it better to rent an apartment?
Xiao Xiao keenly discovered some problems in this sentence and looked at his father in surprise.
Since his father divorced his mother, he moved out of this house and purchased property elsewhere. The old house was left for him and his mother to live in.
He was right in saying that the house was indeed too old, with a history of several decades, and the water supply and other infrastructure were not very good.
But the key is that the location of that house is great. Even Yang Jia, after visiting that house before, praised that the house in the old city is actually very valuable.
Think about it, just across the street is the commercial center, and every inch of land is valuable.
The old house has a lot of space and even a small yard. How much does it cost?
In addition, after Xiao's father moved out of that home, although he did not say it explicitly, it was actually left to Xiao Xiao and his mother and son, and Xiao Xiao would inherit it in the future.
Now they are asked to move out and rent another apartment.
Can the rented one be your own?
Faced with Xiao Xiao's surprised look, Xiao's father was reluctant to look directly into his eyes and turned to clink glasses with others to drink. The woman sitting next to him rolled her eyes at Xiao Xiao arrogantly.
Xiao Xiao remained silent, knowing that someone was interested in this house.
Although I am a foreigner and don't care about these things, it still feels inappropriate to just let him go for free.
At this time, the atmosphere at the banquet gradually became lively. No one paid attention to what the family said, they just clinked glasses, laughed, and talked about business.
Xiao Xiao was also forgotten in a corner, looking at the world like an outsider.
On the other hand, there was a five-year-old boy beside the woman. He didn't want to sit still and climbed out of the woman's arms. He was not polite at all and rummaged through the contents of Xiao Xiao's backpack.
Xiao Xiao glanced at him and did not stop him. The woman beside him also turned a blind eye and let him play with it.
The child rummaged through the contents of Xiao Xiao's bag everywhere, and even crawled to Xiao Xiao's side, directly putting his hand into Xiao Xiao's clothes pocket, as if he knew that everything on Xiao Xiao's body belonged to him.
When he took out a gun, he clearly became excited and couldn't put it down. He held it in his two little hands and pointed it at the people present.
Saying "pa" and "pa" in his mouth.
When the woman next to her saw that the child suddenly had a gun in his hand, she knew it had been pulled out from Xiao Xiao's body and didn't care. She was just a little disdainful:
"How old are you to play with guns? Are you crazy about gaming?"
"..."
During this process, my father did not try to stop him. It was not a bad thing if the younger brother was close to his older brother.
But suddenly, his eyes glanced at the gun in the child's hand that was pointing at someone else. He frowned slightly at first, and then suddenly, his face suddenly changed.
The texture of the gun is wrong.
The heavy weight, the black paint, the obvious metallic luster and the refined parts...
...It's so real.
Just when this idea flashed through his hand, the curious child had lowered his head and fiddled with it, and accidentally opened the safety catch of the gun. It made a slight clicking sound, and then raised it excitedly.
At this moment, Father Xiao's expression suddenly changed drastically, his breath was stuck in his throat, and he almost carried it away.
"Uh-huh!"
At the same time, Xiao Xiao suddenly reached out and took the gun back from his brother's hand. He calmly turned off the safety and put it back in his pocket.
"Wow……"
My younger brother was having fun when he was suddenly taken away from me. He immediately started crying with dissatisfaction: "He robbed me..."
The father suddenly gasped for air, feeling as if he was surviving a disaster. His eyes were faint and he looked at Xiao Xiao in disbelief.
"It's not been easy for my mother these past few years."
Xiao Xiao met his father's horrified gaze as if nothing had happened, and said softly: "It doesn't matter if you want to take back the house, but buy her another one, write her name on it, the area should not be too small, and the one with an elevator is best. "
After saying that, he thought for a moment and then said: "It's best to give her some compensation. She goes to work in the mall every day and does housework. She is really tired."
Facing Xiao Xiao's calm and calm gaze, Xiao's father only had deep doubts and fears in his eyes. He actually didn't dare to refuse and said with a slight trembling: "...Okay, I'll think about it... think about it."
After hearing this, the woman's expression changed drastically. She pulled the little boy over in dissatisfaction and said to Father Xiao, "What did you say?"
Father Xiao suddenly became furious and roared: "Shut up."
The woman was shocked and looked at Father Xiao in disbelief, as if she didn't expect him to lose his temper in this situation.
The guests at the table were also shocked, and the atmosphere was silent and awkward for a while.
"Okay, think about it slowly."
Xiao Xiao packed up his backpack, then stood up with a smile and said: "I have to get up early to go to work tomorrow, so I won't wait to eat cake. Well..."
He thought about it for a while, but after all he couldn't say those two words to a monster. He just smiled and nodded: "Happy birthday to you."
After saying that, he didn't stay any longer. He carried his backpack and left the hotel box. He could feel that among the puzzled eyes behind him, his father's eyes were especially frightened.
These monsters who pretend to be human beings are quite thoughtful.
They are indeed actors. They act very seriously and are very dedicated. However, it is really difficult for me to cooperate with their performances.
Sitting on the subway and walking towards his home, Xiao Xiao looked at the bustling lights and neon lights along the way, and suddenly felt that it was particularly strange.
It's a lie after all. Otherwise, how could he be so indifferent?
"Come back so early?"
However, after returning home, my mother seemed to be in a good mood. Her own dinner was obviously the leftover dumplings from lunch. At this time, she was cleaning up and complaining to Xiao Xiao:
"Your dad still has some conscience. He even called you just now to ask if you were home and to ask how our parents are doing lately."
"..."
Xiao Xiao knew that this was probably the sequelae of the father being frightened by him, and he didn't want to talk more. He just smiled and said, "He didn't mention buying a house?"
"buy house?"
My mother was a little surprised: "What kind of house should I buy? It's good to live here..."
"Don't think our house is old and shabby, but the location is great. It's surrounded by buildings. It's a flat with a yard. It's very valuable."
"When you get married in the future, we will renovate it and make it your new house. My wife's family will definitely be satisfied."
"..."
"Mom is still too naive..."
Xiao Xiao thought to herself that this house was written with her father's name, and he was thinking of taking it back now. She thought she could live in it for the rest of her life.
However, at this time, Xiao Xiao was too lazy to discuss these matters with her, and just returned to the bedroom silently.
It was difficult for him to describe the feeling of this dinner. Maybe his father was really frightened by his gun, but his experience was not good either.
Among a table full of smiling faces, there was no sense of belonging.
I know very well in my heart, and these people also know very well that I am just an outsider, and every look around me is not very friendly.
No matter how friendly their smiles are, they can still make people feel cold to the bone.
This kind of coldness made Xiao Xiao feel very lonely.
Perhaps, only when you are with Yang Jia, or Ruanruan and the others, will you feel relieved.
But everyone has their own lives, so how can they always stay together?
So, what can bring you a sense of security?
He raised his head and poked his head out of the window, and saw three dog heads lined up on the wall, sticking out their tongues towards him from a distance, looking like they were smiling.
Xiao Xiao also smiled at the three cute hounds across the fence between the two houses:
"Perhaps I can really strengthen them once?"
"..."
Although it's a bit risky, it's not bad to bet on dogs once in a while. What if you win?
In addition, if I am not in a hurry to return the one hundred points to Yang Jia now, it seems that I can not only strengthen these three cute hounds once, but also have the possibility to buy other things?
If, the next time you face a deformed creature or a depressing atmosphere, an old record player plays timely and resentful music...
...The experience probably won’t be too bad?
…
At the same time, in a high-end apartment, Xiao's father's young and beautiful wife, Aunt Wang, was also stumbling with a cold face.
She was in a bad mood, not only because her husband reprimanded her loudly in front of so many people about her ex-wife, but also because Xiao Xiao made her baby cry, and he didn't even say a word.
"Stop showing off your face."
After she fell for a long time, Father Xiao, who was sitting on the sofa smoking, looked over with a frown and said, "Don't you see it today?"
"What do you see?"
Aunt Wang said with a cold face: "It seems that you still can't forget them, and you still want to buy a house with that yellow-faced woman?"
"That's the house the shepherd wants, and it's in your name. What if you come over directly?"
"do not talk."
Father Xiao frowned, feeling a little uneasy in his heart. He was silent for a moment and then said, "Did I tell you that he was sick before?"
"What's not sick?"
Aunt Wang got angry when she heard this and said, "He is just pretending. He is just afraid that you will divorce that yellow-faced woman."
"It's a good thing now. Hey, after pretending to be ill for four years, he just pretended to be useless."
"..."
"you……"
Father Xiao found it difficult to communicate. After a while, he shook his head seriously and sighed in a low voice: "I thought he was pretending to be sick before. It's hard to guess a child's mind, but..."
After struggling for a while, he whispered: "Why do I feel that he does seem a little... strange?"
