Siheyuan: starting from the sticky cousin

"If you want, let's transfer the ownership tomorrow!"

"I'll give you seven hundred after the account transfer!"

"Row!"

The next day, Jia Wen and He Yuzhu transferred the ownership of the house.

After the transfer, Jia Wen asked He Yuzhu to write a transaction record and money collection record, and then gave him 700 yuan.

There is no way, everyone knows the virtues of the old Jia's family, if they turn their backs in the future, it will never be wrong to keep more records.

That’s not to mention, after all the records were written, Jia Wen took He Yuzhu, and invited the three uncles in the courtyard, as well as a few other neighbors, to make a witness and sign the contract. name.

The wedding date is set, just before the Spring Festival, the 26th of the twelfth lunar month.

There are still two months left.

Jia Wen opened the old lady's room, looked at the mess inside, and decided to repair it.

At the very least, decorate the house before getting married.

Use it as a wedding room.

As soon as he said it, Jia Wen did it himself, took out the mess inside and threw it away, all the things in the whole house were thrown away.

There is only one house left.

Clean it up, then call in a master bricklayer and have him re-screw the floor and put tiles in it.

At the same time, arrange the wires neatly.

Finally, paint the walls and then wallpaper them.

Although the wallpaper of this period looks very low, it is better than nothing.

The construction period is about half a month.

Jia Wen threw it to the master, and he just looked at it occasionally.

……

After He Yuzhu got the money, he came to the black market without stopping that day.

In fact, this place used to be called a black market, but it is no longer called a black market.

Because the common people were not allowed to trade privately before.

At that time, doing business secretly was called the black market. Now that the market is open, ordinary people can trade.

But the historical origins will not be changed in a short while, this pigeon market is still called the black market.

This is a very long alley, and there are simple street stalls everywhere on both sides of the alley.

"Does anyone want Chinese cabbage?"

"Spiced melon seeds, five-spice melon seeds..."

"Peanuts, melon seeds, beef sausage..."

"Do you want a second-hand bicycle... It's cheap, and I can ride it for 80 yuan!"

"Is there anyone who bought pot stalks?"

"Flour tickets, rice tickets, oil tickets, meat tickets..."

"20 yuan for a bike ticket..."

There are so many things to see, there are all kinds of things for sale, and some people even sell fish directly here with fish buckets.

He Yuzhu walked up to the person who sold all kinds of bills and asked, "Dude... do you have TV tickets here?"

"What's the matter?"

The man looked at He Yuzhu like an idiot, and said, "You want a TV ticket?"

"Hmm..." He Yuzhu nodded and said, "Is there?"

"No!" The stall owner shook his head.

Then He Yuzhu continued to ask.

After asking a few times in a row, he looked disappointed.

no……

There are no TV tickets to sell on the black market.

"Hey..." A young man with tattoos looked at He Yuzhu and said, "Come and see tomorrow, someone is selling TV tickets..."

"People don't come here often!"

He Yuzhu's eyes lit up, and he said, "Okay, okay...I'll come back tomorrow!"

The next day, He Yuzhu came again!

Day three!

Day [-]!

Day [-]!

None of the so-called TV tickets were bought.

It wasn't until the sixth day that He Yuzhu finally met his great luck.

"Dude, I heard you want to buy a TV ticket, right?" A young man with long hair and a military coat looked at He Yuzhu.

About 20 years old, about the same age as a stick.

At first glance, it gives people a feeling: children in the compound.

And he is the child who leads the compound.

"Yes!" He Yuzhu was full of expectation: "Do you have it?"

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"Yes... have a look!"

Jun Dayi took out a receipt and handed it to He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu took a look.

I saw a few clear handwriting printed on it.

[First Commercial Bureau of Sijiu City]

【Television purchase ticket】

【Purchase one】

【End of [-]】

The military coat said: "This ticket will be invalid in one month, so I will sell it... If you want it, buddy, I will give you a cheaper price, 500 yuan!"

"How about it?"

"500 yuan is not too much now, and the tickets were fired up to more than 600 a while ago!"

Jun Dayi looked at He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu looked at the seal and receipt carefully again, and when he was sure that there should be no problem, he asked, "Can it be cheaper?"

The military coat said: "I can't, buddy, the lowest price, if you don't want it, then I'll go buy a TV!"

The two bargained for a while, but unfortunately the other side just didn't let go.

no way!

In the end, He Yuzhu had to spend 500 yuan to buy this TV ticket.

Holding the ticket and humming a ditty, He Yuzhu went all the way back to the courtyard.

Xiaodang and Huaihua were both so excited that they were about to jump up.

"Really... silly uncle, this is really a TV ticket..."

"Great……"

"We'll have a TV in our house soon!"

"Our family will soon be the first courtyard house!"

"Hahaha……"

The family couldn't be happier.

Chapter 261 Fake Tickets, Lao Jia's Family Spits Blood

"Silly uncle, let's go buy a TV now..."

An exaggerated look appeared on Xiao Dang's face.

This is the look of extreme joy, or ecstasy.

It looks a little unnatural.

Their family has been suppressed for too long.

Like Xiao Dang, Sophora Hua's face also showed ecstasy, but she was not exaggerating so much.

"it is good……"

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "Then go now!"

He stood up and went out.

Followed by Xiaodang, Huaihua and Qin Huairu.

The four go out together.

As soon as he left the house, he saw the second uncle Liu Haizhong head-on, and Liu Haizhong asked casually: "Silly Zhu...the whole family is going out, why are you here?"

Before He Yuzhu could answer, Xiao Dang replied with a smile: "Hehe...Master Er, let's go buy a TV!"