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old house,

Under the laurel tree,

The shadows of the trees are mottled.

Tears are dripping, but I don't know if it's true or not!

"Oh my God, uncle is sorry for you, but uncle really has no choice, uncle begs you, you don't want to see uncle living on the streets, right? You just think about it for your uncle, let's sell this old house, right? If you don't become an uncle, I'll kneel down for you, I'm really cornered with me! ”

Wang Sanzhu grabbed Wang Tian's arm while talking about what happened to him, and he ran down as if he was about to kneel.

Uncle Wang Tian's tearful eyes didn't care, but when he glanced at the old mansion, especially the silver cinnamon tree in the courtyard, he was reluctant to give up, but it was a chill.

The corners of his eyes were moist, and Wang Tianxia saw his grandfather drinking tea under the silver laurel tree for a second, and he said Oh my God, you can help your uncle again this time, I don't want to watch this family break off because of the old house.

It's grandpa who is sorry for you.

Tears couldn't help but burst into his eyes, Wang Tian raised his head, and memories flooded into his mind. Of course, he didn't want to look at a good home because the old house was torn apart.

I remember when I was a child, my uncle was not like this!

Can now? And not because of the money!

Suddenly, Wang Tian said seriously, "Uncle, your mortgage has not been repaid, I can help you, don't you just want half of the money of this old mansion, okay, I'll give you 50,000, but after I give you 50,000, this old mansion will have nothing to do with you Wang Sanzhu from now on, I also ask you not to break grandpa's heart again, live your life well in the city, don't bother me!" If you can, you'll get fifty thousand. ”

Wang Tian's words can actually be heard outside the words, he has placed an emotional trap, don't bother yourself, that is, give you 50,000 yuan, and we will go our separate ways in the future, and we will not get along with each other. The answer that Wang Tian wanted in his heart was that his uncle Wang Sanzhu could say, no, I would rather not have 50,000 yuan, but still recognize myself as a nephew.

But Wang Sanzhu's answer was extremely happy, how could he care about this nephew. "Okay, you give me 50,000 yuan, deal. Oh my God, did you say I wouldn't sell this old house, I also have a lot of feelings for this old house. Come, what about the money, you give me 50,000, this old mansion is yours! I will never bother you again! I can sign, write contracts, no problem! ”

Wang Sanzhu's eyes were shining, and he only saw money in his eyes, and Wang Tian was completely disappointed. "I don't have the money yet, it will take a while!"

"What?"

Hearing Wang Tian say this, Wang Sanzhu frowned and said, "You don't have the money to say anything to give me 50,000, but my mortgage will be paid off within a week!" ”

"I'll give you 50,000 in a week, that's okay, right?"

"Well, yes, yes." Wang Sanzhu thought for a while, and quickly found the paper and pen, "Then you must make it up, there is no basis for your words, let's set up a note, if you can't get the money within seven days, then you have to agree to sell this old mansion to Boss Zheng, and if you sell it for 100,000 yuan, we will sell it to two people and half." No, I've written it, you sign it! ”

Wang Sanzhu wrote the above content in black and white, if Wang Tian did not hand over 50,000 yuan to Wang Sanzhu within seven days, then Wang Tian must agree to sell this old house to Zheng Zehu, and the money will be half for each person.

Although Wang Tian was heartbroken, he still signed his name at the registration office.

And 50,000 yuan, you can not ask the old mansion to sell it to that middle-aged fat man, Wang Tian thinks it is still worth it!

Wang Sanzhu left, Wang Tian stood in the courtyard, looking at the signed contract, he couldn't be quiet anymore, and his tears almost had the urge to rush out.

Such an uncle, such a home, can no longer give himself warmth at all, just endless, sleepless resentment!

……

The reality is: the storm is sweeping again!

At first, I was still worried about the tuition fee of 5,000 yuan, but now, the money I have to earn is no longer just 5,000, but ten times that of 5,000: 50,000.

After a week, if you can't accumulate the 50,000 yuan, the old house will have to be sold, and you will not be able to give an explanation to your grandparents, let alone yourself.

Uncle for Lu, what did it become like this? Wang Tian vented the unhappiness in his heart, his arm hammered into the air, and his body trembled. This may be seen by outsiders as self-abuse, but only Wang Tian understands in his heart that this is love, and love is born of sorrow, and he is overwhelmed with grief!

No, it doesn't seem to hurt anymore!

Wang Tian may not have felt it just now, but after beating this and the courtyard quieted down, Wang Tiancai realized that it seemed that his arm could emit a force just now, and when this force was generated, his hand didn't hurt anymore, and his hand should have been healed.

Untied the bandaged hand, and sure enough, the knotted Jia at the wound had turned black, and it was about to fall off, and the wound on the hand was already healed.

You must know that under normal circumstances, this wound would have to be healed for three to five days, but in just one day's effort, Wang Tian's wound was miraculously healed, how could this be a bit abnormal.

Or rather, the unbelievable!

And the strength in his hand just now has increased a few points for no reason, what is going on? Beat up my uncle and beat Zheng Laohu, what kind of rhythm is this?

Pushing open the door, Wang Tian had to analyze it carefully.

……

Entering the door, a pungent smell came, Wang Tian couldn't imagine that this old mansion would be dirty like this, the whole spider web knotted from the roof to the bottom of the house, the structure of the waterfall. The dust fell all over the cabinets and windows, and in the corners of the walls there were not only confetti of melon skin, but also scattered fragments of many crockpots.

After cleaning the middle room, Wang Tian was already tired and sweaty, so he simply rested on the old-fashioned wooden sofa for a while, and as soon as his feet flicked on, Wang Tian kicked something under the sofa.

Wang Tian cautiously bent down, but found that there was a bonsai under the sofa, of course, because the sun and water had not been obtained for a long time, there was no doubt that this bonsai was a dead pile.

Move the bonsai out, this dead stake is forty centimeters long, and the arm is thick. Its trunk is ancient, the root type is coiled, and the trunk is bifurcated evenly, although because of the age, I can't see what variety it is, but Wang Tian is sure that if this stake is alive, it is definitely a valuable boutique bonsai!

It's a pity that now, this bonsai has become a dead pile.

Because his grandparents planted bonsai, Wang Tian didn't know how violent the bonsai industry was.

The value of high-quality bonsai is not inferior to that of national treasure-level antiques, often tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands, or even millions. If you have a good bonsai now, a mere 50,000 yuan is not easy to come by.

But in the face of this dead pile, Wang Tian still shook his head, only blaming himself for his miserable life, there was no good thing that fell from the sky, and he had to get it step by step through his hard-working hands.

After continuing to clean the other two main houses, it was already late at night, and when the stars and the moon were dating, Wang Tian didn't bother to think about the warm current, and when his eyelids were fighting up and down, Wang Tian fell asleep unconsciously.

Sleep until dawn!

….

Today, Wang Tian is going to spend a lot of time carving horses and flying swallows.

Wang Tian thought about it, today to make the approximate embryo type, and then go back to the city to repair and polish, as for who to sell to, Wang Tian has thought about it, he has dealt with Dong Biwu, the president of the Cultural Relics Appreciation Association, several times, he is very interested in this kind of art, mainly because he has the financial resources to buy, think about the customers he knows now, I am afraid that he is the only one who has this ability.

If you sell Ma Ta Feiyan to him, 60,000 yuan is not a problem, so not only the 50,000 yuan of the old mansion, but even the 5,000 yuan of tuition fees can be solved.