"Alas," Jiang Mingyuan sighed softly, with a hint of unnoticeable tiredness in his tone, "people's hearts are so far apart, what can we do? We can only hope that he can understand."

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door, interrupting their conversation.

A familiar voice immediately sounded: "Qingyue, it's me, Lao Wang. I heard that you have a house to deal with?"

Shen Qingyue stepped out of the porch and saw her neighbor Lao Wang standing outside the door with a sincere smile.

"Old Wang, you came just in time." Shen Qingyue greeted him calmly.

"Yes," Lao Wang nodded, "My son is about to get married, and I am worried that the house at home is not enough. Your old house is in a good location. If the deal can be concluded, I will offer a reasonable price."

A glint flashed in Shen Qingyue's eyes, but her face remained calm.

"The price is not a trivial matter, the key is that the house will fall into the hands of people who treat it well."

Lao Wang hurriedly agreed, "Don't worry, we have been neighbors for many years, and I will naturally take good care of this old house."

Jiang Mingyuan listened but said nothing.

He knew that Shen Qingyue's decisions were always safe. If she decided to sell the house, she would naturally have considered the character of her fourth brother's family and did not want the property to become a trigger for internal strife.

"Okay," Shen Qingyue finally showed a satisfied smile.

"This matter is settled. I'm going to prepare the contract, and we'll go to the notary office tomorrow."

Lao Wang readily agreed, while Jiang Mingyuan silently took a few steps back.

Jiang Mingyuan looked away, with a touch of respect and trust in his tone, "Qingyue, I feel relieved when you do things so thoughtfully."

Shen Qingyue nodded slightly. She knew that Jiang Mingyuan didn't say much, but every word he said was as important as a thousand words. "I will handle everything."

Lao Wang heard clearly from the sidelines. He knew Shen Qingyue's personality well, so he responded more frankly, "Then I won't bother you much. I will be on time tomorrow."

Shen Qingyue saw Lao Wang out, then turned to Jiang Mingyuan and said, "I'm going to prepare the contract. Regarding the fourth brother and the others, I thought about it and decided that he should be given a chance."

Jiang Mingyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, with a hint of curiosity in his voice, "Oh?"

"Yes." Shen Qingyue's eyes were filled with deep thought, "This is an opportunity for him to understand the importance of self-reliance instead of coveting other people's property with malicious intentions."

When Jiang Mingyuan heard this, an almost invisible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "You are thoughtful, and I naturally support it. It's just the fourth brother."

"If the fourth brother can't cheer up on his own," Shen Qingyue interrupted, her eyes as calm as the calm lake water, "then he can only choose his own path."

After his fourth brother Jiang Minghui learned that the house was going to be sold, he led his wife Li Huimin to Jiang Mingyuan's door early in the morning.Their steps were hurried, and there was a trace of imperceptible anxiety on their faces.

As soon as Jiang Minghui arrived at the door, he said hastily: "Brother, I heard that you are selling your house, and we want to buy it too."

Jiang Mingyuan's tall figure stood quietly on the threshold and responded calmly without changing his tone: "You want to buy it?"

Li Huimin followed closely behind, with a pleading tone: "Yes, brother, we are willing to pay 200 yuan, and let us have this house." Shen Qingyue walked out of the inner room, with no trace of surprise on her face. Looking at them coldly, his voice was steady but sharp: "200 yuan? Lao Wang offered two thousand."

Jiang Minghui's face suddenly turned ugly, while Li Huimin frowned. She obviously didn't expect anyone to offer such a high price.

Shen Qingyue's attitude was firm, with unquestionable determination in her words, "Since you think you can buy a house for 200 yuan, you underestimate the value of this old house. Not only can Lao Wang afford the price, but he will also take good care of it." it."

There was a hint of panic and eagerness in Jiang Minghui's eyes, but under Shen Qingyue's calm gaze, his words seemed quite weak, "Keke, that house is very important to us, we."

"Is it important?" Shen Qingyue interrupted him, with a touch of sarcasm in his voice, "If it was really important, you wouldn't be so lazy and just play in the autumn wind."

When Jiang Minghui heard this, his face turned livid, his hands clenched into fists, and he almost shouted, "Brother, you can't do this! That house is inherited from the ancestors, how can you sell it to outsiders!"

Jiang Mingyuan still stood there, his cold expression unchanged at all. His voice was as calm as water, but with a trace of determination that could not be disobeyed, "I have made a decision."

Li Huimin also joined in the begging, and his voice was almost sharp, "We really need that house. We can pay you back slowly, as long as you are willing..."

Shen Qingyue just shook her head slightly, her voice was cold and firm, "Opportunities are for those who are prepared, and you, obviously, are not."

Seeing that there was no hope of persuasion, Jiang Minghui finally couldn't bear it anymore and pointed at Shen Qingyue viciously, "What's your attitude! Why do you look down on us!"

A cold light flashed in Shen Qingyue's eyes, and her voice did not waver at all, "Respect is mutual. If you don't respect this family or your own life, how can you respect you?"

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Jiang Minghui seemed to be losing control of himself. Li Huimin also hurriedly held him back, fearing that he would act impulsively.

At this time, Jiang Mingyuan slowly walked down the threshold and said coldly, "If you dare to be rude to your sister-in-law, don't blame me for ignoring brotherly feelings."

Jiang Minghui looked at his brother in front of him. The unprecedented determination made him feel a chill in his heart, and he finally did not dare to act rashly.

Shen Qingyue looked at them calmly, and finally said lightly, "I hope you can truly understand what is most important in the future."

After saying that, she turned back to the house, leaving Jiang Minghui and Li Huimin standing outside the door, looking at each other, anger and helplessness intertwined.

Jiang Minghui gritted his teeth angrily, his voice full of impotent anger, "Brother, you are trying to kill everyone!"

Jiang Mingyuan stood as solidly as a mountain, with no wave in his eyes, "I'm just doing what I should do."

Li Huimin interrupted at this time, trying to impress Jiang Mingyuan with her pleas, her tone was tearful, "Brother, please be soft-hearted for once, for the sake of your little nephew's future..."

Shen Qingyue's figure appeared behind the door. Her voice neither rose nor fell, but was like a steel needle in the cold wind. "The future is built with hands, not by asking for it."

Jiang Minghui's eyes were red and he growled in his throat, "Shen Qingyue, I tell you, sooner or later this house will be back in our hands!"

Shen Qingyue turned a blind eye to Jiang Minghui's threat, "It depends on whether you have the ability."

(End of this chapter)

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