Rebirth in Famine: She Thrives by Lucky Space-Chapter 937: Selling the House

"Fu Zhiqing, you should ask Uncle Yang about this later. I really can’t make the decision."

Guodong didn’t know how to persuade them. Now, both siblings have already adjusted their mindset, thinking that anywhere is the same, so they weren’t as pessimistic.

Guodong felt fortunate, thinking that he and his sibling were truly blessed.

The few people here all looked at the rosy-cheeked Guodong with great envy. Although a lot of grain was distributed this year, most of it was coarse grain. The most important issue was the lack of oil, leading to everyone’s large appetite, yet they still weren’t full.

"Guodong, your life must be quite good, right?"

Guodong was taken aback for a moment, "It’s okay."

Previously, when he lived in the village, life was the same, with fine grains and meat. But back then, he worked every day, so he wasn’t as well-fed as during this period.

"Envious of you."

Guodong just smiled, not knowing what to say. His life was indeed too good, even better than at home.

The conditions at home were average, and wanting to eat meat or fine grains wasn’t something they could do every day. When Aunt Jiang came over, she would bring delicious food, and after Uncle Yang moved in, life got even better.

The few young men working were very efficient, and after half an hour, all the grain was loaded onto the cart.

Then it was time for various seasonings and other things in the kitchen; the dishes and bowls hadn’t been touched yet, as they didn’t know how Old Yang planned to arrange things.

His clothes and luggage were also packed, and he helped pack Xiao Qiang’s things, but didn’t touch Jing Chu’s things, as she was already a young woman.

"Chaoyang, let’s make another trip; the firewood and coal at home also need to be taken, as they’re needed daily."

"Alright, let’s go now. We’ll make another trip."

"Guodong, can we buy the firewood and coal from you?" Chen Hui felt a bit embarrassed asking. The firewood was negotiable, but they really couldn’t buy the coal.

"There’s plenty of coal here. You won’t be able to use it all. I’ll first deliver the grain home, and when I come back to load the coal, buy as much as you want. As for the firewood, we need it for burning too."

Having coal was at least good for starting the stove.

Fu Xiaoping was fixated on the house, and the furniture was really fantastic. He smiled bitterly, realizing the money he had probably wasn’t enough to buy the house.

Wu Hong stood silently by, but was incredibly envious at heart. How could they have such good relatives who were also so capable? No one had heard of Zhiqings being transferred to other villages, yet the Lu Family siblings had managed it.

Li Family Village was now more laid-back than here, but she had no way to get there.

She secretly glanced at Fu Xiaoping, wondering if she could marry him if he really bought a house here.

Chaoyang and his companion drove the tractor back, and on the way, they encountered Old Yang driving over.

"Have you two finished packing?" Wei Kaiyun asked with a smile.

"Uncle Wei, we are first taking the grain home, but do we need to also bring back the coal and firewood? They’re needed daily after all."

"Alright, then you two head back first."

Old Yang drove to the house entrance, Zhao Xiaoli and Jing Chu entered the house.

At this time, Fu Xiaoping and the others also got word that Old Yang had arrived, so they hurried over.

Only personal items were left at home, so the two of them went into various rooms to pack up.

Old Yang and Wei Kaiyun went to Wang Shulin’s house.

On the way, the two didn’t speak. Their mutual understanding meant they didn’t need to read each other’s expressions.

Wang Shulin learned they could collect a tractor at any time, excitedly shaking Wei Kaiyun’s hand, expressing his gratitude.

"Thank you so much, both of you."

"Village Chief Wang, you’re too polite. There’s no need for this."

"Mr. Wei, I have another favor to ask. Could you accompany us to pick up the tractor? Mainly because there’s no one in the village who can drive one yet."

"Village Chief Wang, I can’t help with that. I need to stay home to watch the kids. But there are a few in our village who can drive tractors."

Wang Shulin didn’t really want Wei Kaiyun to drive; he mainly thought that if Wei Kaiyun went, things would be much more convenient. However, since he refused, there wasn’t much else to say.

"Village Chief Wang, just contact their manager directly, there won’t be any issues."

"Alright, then I’ll let Chaoyang and Xiang Dong accompany me for the trip."

Old Yang chuckled, "Youngsters should be put to use; someone like Xiao Wei is better off resting at home."

"Old Yang, if you all get old, would I need to find someone to take care of you?"

At that moment, Fu Xiaoping came looking for them.

He arrived at the Yang household, only to find Zhao Xiaoli and Lv Jingchu at home. Knowing neither of them could make decisions, he learned they had gone to the village chief’s house and decided to follow with Chen Hui.

"Village Chief Wang, we came here to see Mr. Yang."

"Oh, then quickly come inside and sit down."

Fu Xiaoping came straight to the point, "Mr. Yang, I’m here because I want to buy a house."

Old Yang raised an eyebrow, "Fu Zhiqing, selling this house isn’t easy. First of all, just the cost of labor for building it was 200 yuan, and the materials cost just under 200. Plus, the courtyard wall and side rooms, all added together, comes to 600 yuan, not including the furniture inside.

This house is at least 800 yuan, which could build a decent home."

Fu Xiaoping had a rough idea about the house being expensive but didn’t expect it to be that much. All he had was 600 yuan, missing not just 20, but 200.

However, buying this house meant he wouldn’t have to worry about anything and could move in directly. It could even serve as a wedding house without issues.

Just now he went inside for another look, and the furniture really was great.

Fu Xiaoping was really put in a difficult position; missing 200, he could gather some from his fellow Zhiqings, but 800 yuan? That’s not a small number. If he spent it all, what would he use for getting married? Ask his family?

Old Yang observed the changing expressions on Fu Xiaoping’s face. Raising an eyebrow, he hadn’t expected him to really want to buy the house.

"Mr. Yang, I’ll go gather the money. If I can come up with enough before you leave, I want this house."

Old Yang nodded, "Alright. No rush. If you really want it and are short, you can pay me the rest later." Old Yang held a good impression of him and didn’t intend to take advantage for less money.

"Okay, I’ll gather the money, but I might be short by a hundred. I’ll pay you back as soon as I can. I want this house." Fu Xiaoping bit his teeth, he was really going for it, as he genuinely liked the house. He had already set his sights on marrying Qiuju from the village, now he could have a suitable place for marriage.

Chen Hui followed Fu Xiaoping when they left, "Xiaoping, do you really want to buy it? Actually, you could build a house yourself."

Fu Xiaoping shook his head, "It’s different; otherwise, I’d have to manage everything, and when it warms up, it’ll be time for spring planting. Where would I find workers to build a house then?"