Why do you still need to roll up after being reborn?

"Are you students from Beijing University?"

The old man's surname was Liu, and he looked to be in his 60s. His ravaged face bore the vicissitudes of time, and his turbid eyes looked lifeless, giving people a sense of death.

Jiang Yan frowned slightly.

"We are freshmen and just reported in today."

Uncle Liu nodded casually, as if the question he just asked was just a formality, and he didn't take it seriously.

He took out the keys from his pocket, opened the garage door, and said casually, "Let's see, if you are satisfied, you can rent it now."

It looks like he is eager to rent out the house immediately.

Although it is a garage, the original rolling shutter door has been changed to an aluminum frame door. The glass is frosted, which makes the inside slightly brighter, and it is concealable when the door is closed.

The most important thing is that the decoration inside has been transformed into a standard one-bedroom apartment, with a bedroom, bathroom, kitchenette and living room. Although they are not large, they are well arranged and practical. It can be seen that the whole environment has been newly renovated not long ago. Looks very comfortable.

"How is it bro?"

Looking at the look on the second child's face, one could tell that he was very satisfied with this place. He leaned into Jiang Yan's ear and whispered, "I went to a few agencies this afternoon to check. Generally, one bedroom and one living room costs at least 1000 yuan, and a living room costs at least [-]. The payment is for one year. A two-bedroom apartment costs more than [-], or it is shared with others, but it costs more than [-]. And the decoration is very ordinary, and some are very shabby. I think I will live alone, there is no need to find a serious person It’s a building, maybe. Although this is a garage, it’s totally fine to live in. You can also store some goods and stuff, right?”

That's right, but for some reason, Jiang Yan always feels weird.

The three of them came in to look at the house. Uncle Liu was squatting outside smoking and did not follow them.

Jiang Yan asked the second child, "You just said that he rented it out because his son sold the car and the place became vacant. He wanted to rent it out to get some money for food, but why didn't it look like it to me? Who rented it out? How can the garage be so well decorated according to the living environment? Look at the walls, the paint used is not ordinary, and the furniture is all solid wood, and the tiles are anti-slip. The key is that the price is only [-] "

Before Jiang Yan finished speaking, Uncle Liu walked in from the outside with his waist bent. He glanced at Jiang Yan and said with a stern face, "Boy, I heard everything you just said. Okay, then I'll tell you the truth. . I originally renovated this garage to house my parents, but after I finished decorating it, my parents left. Before I could live in it, I rented it out not for money, but because I wanted this house to be popular so that it wouldn’t be abandoned.”

After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out, "See for yourselves. If you are afraid, don't rent. Anyway, in this area, if you want to rent a house of my level for 500 yuan, there is no way."

Uncle Liu stepped out of the threshold and squatted at the door again. He looked up at the darkening sky, his eyes filled with confusion.

What he didn't say just now was that after the house was renovated, his wife went to pick up his parents. On the way there, the taxi was hit by a large truck, and the three of them were killed.

He called his son to inform him, but he came over on the last day of the funeral. When he came, he complained that he shouldn't install the garage, saying that he wished he had sold the car so that the garage could be used by the elderly. Now, all three of them are gone. .

His son asked him if he was satisfied?

Such heart-wrenching words came from his own son. You can imagine how Uncle Liu felt at that time. At that moment, he really wanted to bump into the tombstone and walk away with his parents and wife.

Life has never been so hopeless!
When I dreamed about it at midnight, Uncle Liu sometimes really wanted to destroy the decorated garage.

It was his niece who came over and persuaded him to rent out the garage. Firstly, it would make the house more popular, and secondly, it would stop him from always making excuses and thinking that the house was to blame.

At this time, the discussion in the room reached Uncle Liu's ears--
"Brother, I'm not afraid of this. My mother died when I was only half a year old. I lay next to her for a whole day before my father came back. Later, when I was 15 years old, my father also died. He died in the middle of the night. After dying, I slept with him until dawn, and I wore the shroud. You see, my life is very tough, it's just a dead person, I'm not afraid." I'm just afraid of not having money.

".Fool, can this be the same?"

"It's different, but I'm really not afraid."

The discussion stopped, and it took a while before the three of them came out of the room.The tall man in the lead said to Uncle Liu, "Uncle, we rent this house, and my brother usually lives alone. How do you think I'll pay? Is it a deposit of one to pay three?"

Uncle Liu glanced at the second son with complicated eyes, nodded and said, "One bet and three will be paid. I have a contract at home, please wait a moment."

Although I didn't use an agency, I prepared it very formally.

This made Jiang Yan breathe a sigh of relief, because he was afraid that there would be no proof of the money given. In that case, he would rather pay more agency fees and find an agency to handle it.

Uncle Liu came back soon, and both parties signed it in duplicate. Jiang Yan gave him 2000 yuan, and Uncle Liu issued a receipt.

Jiang Yan thought of the van and asked Uncle Liu, "Can I rent a parking space in the community? We have a van."

"There's a free one in front of the garage. You can park wherever you like. Okay, here's the key. You can move it whenever you want."

After speaking, Uncle Liu put the key on the coffee table, stood up and left.

The second child excitedly picked up the bunch of keys, took two off the top and handed them to Jiang Yan and Song Jiawen respectively.

Song Jiawen waved her hand, "I don't want it anymore. I can just come with you anytime."

The three of them went out to eat, and then the second child drove the car over. The lot in front of the garage was very empty, and it was more than enough to park the car, which made him feel at ease.

He didn't let the two of them stay to help with the cleaning. He asked them to get their things and go back to the dormitory to rest. He could just clean up by himself.

The two brought the washbasin and daily necessities back to school.

I didn't realize it when I came here, but now that I'm back, I always feel like this long street is so far away and I can't even finish it.

"tired?"

Jiang Yan slowed down again and again, only to find that Song Jiawen still couldn't keep up and walked slower and slower.

Thinking about it, this day was quite stressful. Let alone a girl, even with his physique, she felt very tired right now, so she just wanted to take a shower and lie down on the bed.

"Do you want to carry it?"

Song Jiawen stopped and looked up at Jiang Yan's broad back, thinking that she could get to school without walking. But would she be sweating?
While she was struggling, a gust of evening breeze blew, and the sultry heat and irritability of summer immediately dissipated a lot, and even her body became cooler and felt much more comfortable than before.

She passed the plastic bag in Jiang Yan's hand and lay on his back after he bent down.

"Why does your sweat smell so bad?"

Jiang Yan laughed angrily. Not only was he carrying her on his back, but the weight of all the daily necessities for the two of them was also on him. Although they were not heavy individually, they were not heavy when added together.

Just because she thinks he smells bad?
"Did I throw you away?"

"Go over there. Do you see the big billboard in front? Throw it over there."

Jiang Yan:.
It's better to throw it away at school!
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