Chapter 360: It's okay not to buy a house

Wu Lei didn't know what kind of sinister intentions were under Song Tan's smiling face. At this moment, he was thinking about his down payment for the house and Zhu Li, and his heart was full of resentment.

But... Song Tan greeted him with a smile, and he still knew enough to save face, so his resentment wasn't directed at Song Tan or her aunt's family, and he just responded with a muffled "okay."

And then, while carrying the large luggage bag, while pulling the suitcase, he walked towards Song Tan's house gloomily.

Seeing this, Song Tan became more and more satisfied—not to mention anything else, this strength is easier to use than Zhang Yanping!

The wheels of the suitcase made a huge sound on the weathered cement road. Wu Lei was immersed in his own emotions, walking without much spirit, and then bypassed the bamboo forest...

!!!

He stood on the side of the road, surprised and widened his eyes.

Just... the white walls and gray tiles in front of him, with upturned eaves, is this his aunt's new house?

This this this... this looks too beautiful!

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know what to say.

He took out his phone and prepared to take a picture for Zhu Li to see, but thinking of his situation, he put it down dejectedly.

And then the first thought in his mind was—

If the house at home is built like this, it's okay not to buy a house in Ningcheng!

The family didn't know what Wu Lei was thinking about at this moment. At this moment, they were boiling water and preparing tea leaves.

Song Sancheng was still a bit guilty:

"Tan Tan is also, the classmates are all here, and she insists on me brewing these old tea leaves..."

These are all old leaves or yellow leaves picked out when frying tea leaves, which can't be seen at all.

Of course, the taste is still wonderful, the tea fragrance is rich and not bad at all, it's just that the bitterness is more intense.

Really want Song Sancheng to say, he feels that this kind is more resistant to brewing and has more flavor.

But... it's not okay to treat guests!

Good tea leaves have the shape and color, and it has none at all.

Wu Lan was fiddling with the commercial water boiling stove on the side of the kitchen, and didn't forget to add water to the water kettle in the house, looking at him:

"Twenty or thirty people, a casual reception needs two taels of tea leaves, right? What? The tea leaves were not picked by you, and the house was not built with your money, right?"

Virtue!

The daughter is so poor that she has to be thick-skinned to kill acquaintances, and this one is still acting generous!

Isn't it better to sell those two taels of tea leaves to others?

Besides...

She remembered the meat dishes prepared in the kitchen: "Is our family eating badly or drinking badly? It's okay to drink tea a little worse, right?"

"Not excessive, not excessive."

Song Sancheng was instantly deflated, and then put an appropriate amount of tea leaves into the disposable cups in front of him.

Just at this moment, she suddenly saw someone standing in the courtyard, looking dazed and bewildered, like a mouse that had entered the wrong oil vat...

To be honest, a bit timid.

Wu Lan saw: "Wu Lei is here? Why didn't you call to say something, how did you come? Did your parents come? Why bring so much luggage? I actually have everything here... Don't worry, just take a rest at Auntie's, Auntie won't let you suffer."

While speaking, she greeted Song Sancheng: "Take the child upstairs."

And then whispered a reminder: "Take him to the room next to Qiao Qiao."

"Wu Lei's thinking has been a bit biased recently, so he must see our Qiao Qiao more!"

Song Sancheng looked at her: "Look at the beautiful words you just said..."

Wu Lan glared at him: "Beautiful words are beautiful words, Wu Lei's doing this is wrong, it's wrong, and people are not allowed to say it?"

As an aunt, she has to cooperate with Tan Tan to twist this child, otherwise she would be sorry for the care her brother and sister-in-law have given her family over the years.

Wu Lei looked at this exceptionally spacious and high-end big house, and was overwhelmed at this moment, and couldn't speak.

It took a long time before he finally returned a sentence: "Auntie, you said the house was built really beautifully."

"That's right!"

Wu Lan became proud: "Work hard, Auntie will give you a red envelope, and you can build one yourself when you save money."

Mentioning the house, Wu Lei was instantly dejected.

And then dejectedly carrying his luggage: "Uncle, which room do I sleep in?"

"Here, here," Song Sancheng hurriedly led him to the stairs:

"I'll take you to the third floor. Yanping and Qiao Qiao, and his teacher, all live here."

"Knowing you were coming last night, your aunt cleaned up the bed."

"Tan Tan lives on the second floor, I live with your aunt on the first floor, and in a while, I will pick up your grandparents, and the whole family will be lively."

The central air conditioner is on, and even the stairs are exceptionally cool.

Wu Lei carried the suitcase in one hand and the bag in the other, watching his uncle really have no intention of helping, and he had no complaints at this moment—

He didn't have such a delicate mind and brain, just while climbing the stairs, while saying:

"Spent money to clean up the house so beautifully, these three floors should have an elevator. Other villas have elevators."

Song Sancheng:...... What kind of family? Just these three floors and install an elevator? They walk more than this distance to the mountain every day, how wasteful.

This side probably found a topic that is not embarrassing, Wu Lei said quite a lot: "I entered a villa area with Lili before shooting short videos. People's home elevators are very convenient. And the rooms are all Chinese-style furniture, mahogany, chicken-wing wood... looks particularly rich and has a foundation."

"But Uncle, your decoration is also good, simple and generous, looking particularly harmonious. It's just that the sense of technology is not strong enough, people are popular with smart homes now..."

Song Sancheng responded happily, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

This Leilei, looking at the root, is still honest, but the person is too floating.

When a big man floats, the person looks oily, unreliable, and still needs to be polished.

Regardless of whether his opinion makes sense, just saying that when you come to someone's house as a guest, if you can praise us, praise us, if you can't praise us, don't say anything... this also involves a politeness problem.

But this child?

This is not bad, it is purely lacking heart!

Pushed the room door on the third floor—

Wooden floor, clean white walls, bright windows, simple gray-blue curtains, and a 1.5-meter simple wooden bed and the same plain four-piece set on it...

Made Wu Lei instantly surprised.

"Uncle, your house is decorated really well! It looks much better than the place I rented in Ningcheng."

He pushed the luggage into the room, couldn't help but touch the bedding again, and then evaluated it with the exquisite life he heard from Lili:

"This quilt is really light and thin, it won't be made of silk, right? This is more comfortable than a summer quilt."

Song Sancheng looked up at the central air conditioning outlet.

He thought: Go to the ball! This child is not floating, it is the whole person who is half a scoop of water!

What silk? Think about it, it's impossible, it's just the old cotton quilt at home that was re-beaten.

Summer quilt, made a bit light and thin. ===== CHAPTER 361 =====