Reborn 1990: Running towards the life of a housewife

"Xiaojun! Why are you getting younger and younger? I remember you are 27! Why do you look about 20 years old? The newly married daughter-in-law in our village doesn't look as fresh as you!"

The young daughter-in-law and auntie who were nearby came around to talk, while Shen Xiaojun smiled and grabbed candies for others.

After eating other people's candy, your mouth will be sweet.

"I'm wearing makeup, so of course I look younger. If you put on powder, you'll look younger too..."

"I can't do that. There are wrinkles all over my face. No matter how much powder I apply, I can't flatten them. Haha..."

"Xiaojun is living a good life! He must be young. Unlike me, who has his face turned to the loess and his back to the sky all year round. No matter how juicy he looked when he was young, he was dried out..."

When I came back this time, there were a lot of people in the village gathered around to join in the fun. It wasn't just Shen Xiaojun who was surrounded by women.

A group of men also gathered around Lin Zhe.

"I heard from Lin Bing that you built two buildings in Pengcheng? Is it true?"

"Of course it's true. How can you joke about such a big thing..."

"If you ask me, it shouldn't be built in Pengcheng. It should be built in our hometown. That would be grand! You young people are just messing around! You build it as far away as Pengcheng, and no one in our village can even take a look. What’s the use?”

"Ouch! Uncle, you don't understand, the people in Pengcheng are rich! Only by building there can you make a fortune!"

"Isn't Lin Zhe getting rich in the city? When you have enough money, you should build a house in your hometown. This is your root!" The speaker was an elder of the Lin family who was several generations away. He counted them down. He and Lin Chengcai are brothers from his grandfather's generation.

"Lin Zhe, where are you? Don't forget your roots! A good home is a good place!" After saying that, he looked at the house where the Lin family lives now.

Xiaowei Xiaoyue and her younger brother squatted in the yard to play with their friends in the village. When they came back, they brought back special toys and a group of little carrot heads chattering around them.

"Why does she have so many clothes?"

Xiao Yue braided the hair of the doll in her hand, "Of course, she is Princess Barbie. My mother said she would also knit clothes for my doll!"

"Your mother is so kind!"

"Of course! My mother is the best!"

Yaoyao held the Transformers in his hands and turned into Bumblebee and King Kong for a while. Several boys who were a few years older than him drooled when they saw it.

It's better to say that we are just having fun together than because we are coveting each other.

The old uncle's words gave Lin Zhe an idea. Lying in bed at night, he discussed with Shen Xiaojun, "...I want to push the old house to rebuild. This house is too old, and the family didn't have much money when it was built. , only the outer walls are made of stones and bricks, the inner walls are made of fences painted with mud, and then plastered with white ash on the outside... Did you see it? In some places, the mud has fallen off, and you can see the inside. Bamboo fence.”

He sighed, "When I was old, I was a little blushing. We have so many houses outside, but my parents still live in an old house like this."

After he finished speaking, he glanced at Shen Xiaojun, and when he saw that she was silent, he added: "Actually, it doesn't matter if we build a building. We have to come back every year to celebrate the New Year. After we build a house, we can live better when we come back."

He pushed her gently and said, "What do you think?"

Shen Xiaojun turned around and said, "You brothers, let's discuss it! Let's see how much the family can contribute. We can just take out the money when the time comes."

Lin Zhe came up and said, "Brother, they can't take out much even if they take it. In fact, they don't have much money..."

Shen Xiaojun turned to look at him, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to pay alone?"

Lin Zhe laughed.

Shen Xiaojun stared at him for a while and said: "It's not impossible for our family to be born, and filial piety cannot be calculated based on equality. The less can't be compared with the more, and the more should not be compared with the less. The lecturer Even if we are dedicated, building a house for our parents is also our own filial piety, but..."

"Just what?" Lin Zhe asked hurriedly.

"It's just that we have to make it clear first. If your two brothers don't contribute the money, then we have the final say on how this house is built and how it is built. We should also be responsible for the arrangement of this house in the next hundred years for our parents, so as not to worry about it. If we don’t know clearly, everyone will have a hand in it when the time comes.”

"Can you come back to live in the future when you get old?"

"Even if I don't come back to live here, it doesn't mean I should give up my rights in vain."

Their place is just a small village. Whether it is building an airport or a highway, they cannot build it here. It has nothing to do with them. The value of this house will not increase, but will only depreciate.

When the old man is gone, Shen Xiaojun may not come back. Even if he does come back, it will be to pay homage to him during the Qingming Festival.

It is true that the house is of no use to her, but that does not mean that it is of no use to others.

“I don’t want to wait decades later for someone to come and say that he should have a share of the house that I paid for.

It is an old saying that brothers should settle accounts openly. It is also an old saying that villains should be put before gentlemen. This is also an old saying. Everything must be made clear from the beginning, in black and white, to prevent anyone from cheating. "

Lin Zhe: "Brother wouldn't do this..."

Shen Xiaojun pursed his lips. She was not talking about his eldest brother. Besides, people's hearts are fickle. Who can say for sure what will happen in a few decades?