A thin middle-aged aunt stood in the yard, braving the rain, crossing her waist, and scolding her parents-in-law in local dialect.

Coincidentally, Hong Bin is a local, Xia Mingxing studied in Shanghai for many years, and Li Xingxing has a good language talent and understands everything.

Bad words are unbearable.

On the surface, they scolded their elderly, saying that they were wasting food and occupying living space for nothing, which made their grandson have no place to get married. In fact, it reflects that the original owner Hong Bin and his wife Qin Shuying occupy the first floor.

Anyone can hear it.

Other tenants coveted empty rooms on the first floor, and no one came forward to stop them.

Hong Bin's face was slightly dark, but his cultivation made him unable to confront the shrew in the street. He could only apologize to Xia Mingxing and Li Xingxing, "Let's go into the house."

Xia Mingxing and Li Xingxing looked as usual, without any influence.

There are four bedrooms, one living room and a bathroom on the first floor, which are cleaned spotlessly. The only drawback is that the furniture in the hall has a certain degree of damage, and a few children are jumping around on the sofa and spitting everywhere.

The originally very high-end sofa has become terrible.

Maybe, if you are not yours, you won’t feel distressed.

Li Xingxing showed a hint of disgust without any concealment: "Teacher Hong, why did the Housing Management Bureau arrange such a tenant for you? It's really hard to describe."

Too unqualified!

It's no different from the one who rents someone's house and leaves garbage on check-out.

Hong Bin smiled bitterly again and took out the key and opened the two doors in the west. "They are employees of the textile factory. The state arranged it, what can I do?"

Li Xingxing walked around the big room.

It has an area of ​​about thirty or forty square meters, and has a bed, a desk, a large wardrobe, dressing table, and a basin shelf. It is relatively old-style. Although it is not rosewood, yellow rosewood or the like, the chicken wenge wood is also very good.

"What do you think?" Hong Bin asked.

Xia Mingxing asked Li Xingxing: "Xingxing, do you like it?"

"The room is pretty good, but the neighbors upstairs are not worthy of praise. I feel that I will live for ten years in a short life." Li Xingxing never complained about himself and directly expressed his attitude, "Teacher Hong, I'm so embarrassed, I don't want to rent your house."

Hong Bin showed a hint of disappointment and said unwillingly: "I won't charge rent!"

Xia Mingxing said tactfully: "It's not a matter of rent. We don't lack the little money for rent, but we love purity. Teacher Hong, if you are willing to give this villa, I suggest you replace the house with a family with a large population and extremely difficult housing. If you choose two houses and one courtyard, wouldn't it be better to listen to them and scold them?"

Living here is really a pain.

Li Xingxing’s idea was the same as Xia Mingxing, “That’s, the villa has been ruined anyway.”

Hong Bin was stunned when he heard this.

Soon, he smiled and said, "I'm really old, I'm not as flexible as you young people!"

There is really nothing to be reluctant to give up.

He said again: "You sit and rest for a while, I will pour you tea. My Comrade Qin Shuying likes to drink tea, and she always keeps it at home, but she has recently visited relatives and is not at home, so she can't see you."

Xia Mingxing waved his hand: "Don't be busy, we have to go back to find a house and settle down as soon as possible."

"Don't be anxious." Hong Bin said.

Now it seems that it is not a hurry.

Xia Mingxing and Li Xingxing sat peacefully in Hong Bin's study and drank tea, while there were still dirty words outside.

When chatting, I heard that Xia Mingxing wanted to find a job. Hong Bin had an idea, "Otherwise, if you come to the school to apply for a faculty and staff, you are so smart, why should you waste your life as a chef?"
Chapter completed!