I was a fortune teller in 90

Chapter 194 The period of filial piety expires
After observing the filial piety period for a year, she will be free to do anything in the future.

I went to the vegetable market and bought a bunch of vegetables, and even specially bought ribs, intending to make braised pork ribs for myself.

When passing by the living area, I heard the aunts in the square discussing buying out the property rights of their houses.

Dai Qing was stunned when she heard the news. In her previous life, she was trapped in the Liu family and lived a decadent life, becoming a free nanny who was blind and deaf.

She never knew about the issue of buying out the house. It was not until the moment before her death that she learned that the house left to her by her grandfather had become a cultural relic and that the government was planning to build a cultural community corridor. The aborigines were compensated based on their house capital, moved out of the community, and moved into new buildings.

Since her rebirth, she has been waiting for the news of relocation, but she did not expect that there was talk of buying out the property rights of the house.

"If we buy the house, it will be our own private property from now on."

"This is indeed good news, but I don't know how the price is determined. The housing in our factory is already tight. If we can buy it out, we will live in peace of mind."

"To say the least, even if you no longer work in the factory, your house still belongs to you, and the factory has no right to take it away."

"Then we have to inquire carefully. If it is too expensive, my family will not be able to afford it."

"What Aunt Li said is that there are many children, high expenses, and fixed wages. Everyone is just calculating their lives. How can there be any extra money to buy real estate?"

Listening to everyone's discussion, Dai Qing carried the vegetable basket home. This time she had to inquire carefully, how to buy out?

When she got home, Dai Qing washed vegetables and cooked, a plate of braised pork ribs and stir-fried spinach. After it was out of the pot, I put a bowl directly into the vegetable basket and walked to Aunt Wang's house.

"Xiao Qing is here, come and eat the noodles quickly. They are just made. Stewed with eggs and beans."

Zhang Ge was wearing an apron and greeted warmly.

"No need, Aunt Zhang, I've already made it. These are the ribs I cooked myself. I brought some for you to try."

Dai Qing said, opening the lid and taking out a bowl of braised pork ribs, "My grandpa passed his first anniversary yesterday, so the observance of filial piety is over. I also want to change my taste."

"Oh, you are such a filial and good boy. Your grandfather did not love you in vain."

Zhang Ge looked at the shiny red ribs and sighed,
"Don't blame Aunt Zhang for talking too much. Your grandfather has been gone for a year and you are nineteen years old. Personal issues should also be put on the agenda. Although a person is free, he will become lonely after a long time."

"If there are people talking and chatting, even if there is a quarrel, it will be lively, right?"

Listening to Zhang Ge's reminder, Dai Qing curled her lips. She was so free and comfortable by herself, so why did she need to find someone to quarrel with?

I heard that if a woman gets angry with a man and hurts her uterus or breasts, she doesn't want it.

"I'm living a good life alone now. I don't have any ideas. Let's talk about it in a few years."

"Pfft~, it won't be too late in a few years. Aunt Zhang is not urging you, she just thinks that you are too lonely alone. If something happens, it is better to have someone to help you than to be alone."

Zhang Ge carried the bowl into the kitchen, poured the ribs into his own bowl, cleaned Dai Qing's bowl, and gave her a bowl of eggs, braised noodles and noodles.

Regarding the introduction of friends, she didn't push her. After all, she was just a neighbor, so she could only go as far as she wanted and couldn't force it.

"Try Aunt Zhang's cooking and give me some advice, otherwise Juanzi and Nizi will always say that my cooking is not delicious and make me mad."

"It smells delicious. Aunt Zhang's craftsmanship is obvious to all. Auntie always praises you for your good cooking." Dai Qing was not polite and put the noodles into the basket, "By the way, Aunt Zhang, I heard this when I was shopping for groceries today. Someone in the square said that the houses in our community can be bought out. Do you know how to buy them out? "

"Ouch, I really don't know about this. Has the house been bought out?"

Zhang Ge was stunned and looked back at the several rooms in his house. They were a large family living together. Although they were nervous, it was also issued by their work unit. If you can buy it yourself, and it's on the first floor, maybe you can expand a few rooms so that all the children in the family can have a room.

"House matters are a big issue. As long as the buyout documents are issued, the factory and the community will definitely notify you. When it comes to housing and money, it will definitely not go smoothly. When the time comes, the neighborhood committee must be asked to mediate, and the community party members will take the lead."

"Although Grandma Juanzi has retired, she has always been shining in the community. She will definitely be the first to know if there is news."

Listening to Zhang Ge's tone, Dai Qing nodded, "What Aunt Zhang said makes sense, we can just wait for the notification from above."

"That's right."

After returning from Aunt Wang's house, Dai Qing ate and threw the bones to Xiao Hei Mo Ya. She lay under the grape trellis to enjoy the coolness and couldn't help but think about it in her heart.

After the notice of buying out the property rights came out, she bought the house left to her by her grandfather, then quit her job and officially started her career as a photographer.

Knock knock~
"anyone there?"

Dai Qing opened her eyes, went to open the door, and looked at the woman standing at the door. She was wearing a decent suit and skirt, her waist was slim, her hair was draped over her shoulders, her eyes were moist, and her face was pink.

Even though she was wearing heavy makeup, she could still detect the situation from the movement of her complexion.

The location of this woman's tears hall and hall is faintly revealed with cyan and black colors. She is a lustful and lustful woman. Moreover, the texture of adultery is chaotic, and the relationship between men and women is not generally chaotic.

"Are you Master Dai?" The woman looked at Dai Qing, her eyes curved, she smiled sweetly, her eyes were watery.

"Yes, come in and sit down."

Dai Qing led her under the grape trellis and poured her a cup of jasmine flowers.
"What do you want?"

"Ah~, you are indeed a master. You know what I want to do at a glance?"

Dai Qing: "..."

Is not this nonsensical? If you don't look at her face, why do you want to eat with her?
"Ahem~, my name is Mina, I am Fu Ping's friend. She also introduced me to the title of Master." Mina chuckled lightly, her peach blossom eyes showing a charming and moist luster, like tears, a little Seductive.

Although Dai Qing was confused, how could Fu Ping know such a friend? But everyone has their own hobbies, and outsiders naturally cannot interfere.

"To be honest, I have a boyfriend who is quite rich, treats me well, and spends his money generously on me. But he just doesn't want to get divorced. If this had happened a few years ago, I would have I don’t care, I’ll probably change it. But I’m thirty this year and I have to seize the opportunity to find a place for myself.”

Mina said, stroking her belly with one hand, her eyes shining with an invisible light.

"I'm pregnant and want to use this child to force an abortion, so I want Master to see if I can succeed?"

He saw Mina staring at him with a smile, her eyes slightly narrowed, her eyes were fierce and greedy.

Dai Qing was silent for a moment, and asked her what she was doing when the mistress took over.
She wasn't interested in this kind of thing and didn't want to deal with this kind of person.