The single-family houses at No. 3, No. 6, No. 9 and No. 10 on Mink Street are typical Gothic buildings. This is different from the previous Frank townhouse rental apartments, which are ordinary boutique houses for the middle class.
This type of house covers an area of about 300 square meters and is generally divided into upper and lower floors. The polygonal hipped roof, gray and black exterior tiles, and four very eye-catching rectangular chimneys are the more obvious features.
Ordinary single-family houses do not have so-called lawns and gardens, which are features only available in high-end boutique houses or small villas.
Of course, the advantage of them is that the door directly faces the street, and you can reach the intersection of Mink Street and Artisan Street in 5 minutes' walk. Whether buying goods or traveling, it is more convenient than the previous townhouse apartment No. 31. .
"There is no strange smell from sewers and food, no noisy temporary vendors, and no pickpockets."
"The neighbors around us are generally of high quality. They are friendly and harmonious enough, and their status is much higher than that of ordinary people. Well, you can try to visit them tomorrow or the day after tomorrow."
"Yorda Housing Registration Receptionist in Faslanka City" Lukashi held a bunch of jingling copper keys and introduced as he opened the door:
"There are independent wall lights in every living room in our house, including three bathrooms. The only drawback is that the foyer is small, but there is a large balcony to make up for it. The lighting in winter is quite good..."
"There are a total of four independent rooms on the second floor, which are designed with opposite doors. The northernmost is the large bathroom, with the sink on the outside, the bathtub and the toilet inside, separated by folding doors, which is relatively clean and hygienic."
"There is also a 60-square-meter underground storage room at the bottom of this house. However, the air inside is very dull and the ventilation effect is not very good. The overall environment is cool and dry. It is a good choice for storing bacon, ham and other foods... ..."
"Mr. Mies, Miss Irene, this is all the information about the single-family house at No. 6 Mink Street. Apart from the gas fee, there is no additional cost. Are you satisfied?"
Lukashi finished the introduction with familiarity, and then stood aside, watching the Weinerson family quietly, waiting for the customer's next reply.
"Weinason, what do you... think?"
Erin looked a little startled at this moment. Her eyes reflected the groups of leather sofas and solid wood furniture in the living room. Although they were not expensive, compared to the townhouses she lived in before, In an apartment, even briquettes need to be piled in the corner, and food can only be placed on the desk. This is undoubtedly many times better.
"Not bad, Mies, Gropius, how do you feel?"
Weinerson shifted his gaze from Eileen to the two brothers standing beside him, wanting to hear their opinions.
"This smaller living room alone is as big as the three-bedroom apartment we lived in before. What else can we be dissatisfied about?"
"Mies is right. There is an independent dining room, kitchen, rectangular wooden table, cushioned armchairs, and a large fireplace. Nothing can be better than here." Gropius took a quick glance and opened his eyes. He pointed at these things with big eyes.
Strange, Gropius actually spoke so normally today? He didn't come up with any weird and humorous words, which was a bit unlike him.
Well, if you think about it carefully, Gropius is only in his early 20s. He usually likes to make sarcastic remarks, but when it comes to things like this, he is still quite serious.
As his thoughts were spinning, Weinerson looked at Lukashi with a smile, and he said casually:
"Then I want this building, Miss Lukashi. Should we sign the contract on the spot?"
"Okay, Mr. Weinerson, the contract has been placed in the previous reception hall. There are two copies of the replacement lease contract. After you go back and sign it later, you can move here at any time."
After listening, Weinerson nodded slightly. His gaze extended outward from the bay window at the end of the corridor. Through the bright sunlight, he fell on the row of single-family houses not far away. At this moment, the towering chimneys above were standing in front of them. There was a billow of white smoke.
I was used to seeing modernist-style skyscrapers in my previous life, but the houses here have just begun to take shape. Compared to being cold and simple, they have a touch of human touch and don't look so bleak.
At 11:21 p.m., without wasting any more time, the four brothers and sisters followed the receptionist Lukashi back to the "Housing Registration Hall of Yulda in Faslanka City", quickly signed two copies of the lease contract, and arrived. The Municipal Notary Office of Faslanka City hired a notary to notarize it.
According to the special house exchange contract process, Irene, Mies and Gropius scraped together 5 pounds 10 farthings. After paying the deposit and half a year's rent, their family's remaining money totaled 6 pounds 8 farthings. 13p.
It took nearly three hours to move, and after officially bidding farewell to Frank's second-floor townhouse at No. 31 Mink Street, they stood at the door of the single-family house at No. 6 Mink Street.
The four of them each held a bunch of copper keys in their hands, especially Eileen, who couldn't move her eyes away for a moment, letting the white mist surge up, and all kinds of memories rolling through her mind.
“I never thought that one day I would be able to live in such a luxurious single-family house. It feels like a dream...”
After a while, Mies raised her head and looked at Irene, who couldn't help herself. Then she turned her head and looked at the new "Vanderloos" and said in a low and hoarse voice.
"It was Weinerson's efforts to get into college that brought about the change. In the words of the legendary Cybertronian, this is called knowledge changing destiny."
"Where's Weinerson?"
Gropius glanced at it, suddenly came back to his senses, and quickly looked around to find his brother. It wasn't until he saw the bathroom door on the right side of the living room shaking slightly that he stopped looking:
"I didn't notice when he ran to the bathroom..."
In the slightly dark bathroom, Weinerson sat on the toilet. He exhaled heavily, then solemnly stretched out the fingertips of his right hand and rubbed the bronze ring on the index finger of his left hand.
one time!
Twice!
Three times!
The ring finger of my right hand had just rubbed it for the third time when the familiar gray-white sea water came in again, boundless and turbulent.
Weinerson closed his eyes tightly and tried hard to control his body and spirit. He was just about to prepare for the terrifying headache that would follow, when he suddenly intuitively felt his figure sinking downwards rapidly, which was quite psychedelic.
Strange, why didn’t I get a headache this time?
Weinerson suddenly woke up. The sound of waves hitting the rocks was indeed constantly flowing in his ears, and there were also murmurs overlapping in his mind.
All this experience is the same as entering the old royal court before. The only difference is that this time there is no headache and no sense of deprivation of being torn apart physically and mentally.
Is it because I touched the supernatural and became a priest?
Weinerson was a little confused. He originally wanted to check the problem carefully, but at this moment, the countless illusory and overlapping murmurs receded, and the surroundings returned to the most primitive silence!
"arrive?"
His body was enveloped in coldness. Weinerson opened his eyes and was sitting on an ancient and heavy bronze throne.
