"Cool your sister!"

Fang Fatzi hung up the phone angrily.

"Cut! Really TM no quality! Why did you still scold the master? ”

I muttered nervously, rolled over and got out of bed, simply turned out a set of barely clean clothes, and then washed up briefly in the toilet on the 5th floor, hurriedly ran downstairs, and clicked on the map positioning that the fat man put over by the way.

The location is indeed in the Third Ring Road, but it is also on the edge of the Third Ring Road, a relatively remote river road, and there is no prosperous construction around this street. Moreover, the city's business circle is in Songxi, the economic development of Lubei is not too good, it is slightly better than Lunan, not within the scope of key development, in professional terms, Lubei is the old city, so the building is relatively dilapidated.

I then flagged down a taxi, got in the car and headed to Jiangshui Road.

Half an hour passed, I arrived at the place, paid for the car, politely refused the taxi driver's statement that I wanted a penguin letter, sorted out my clothes and got out of the car.

Just by listening to the name of Shengshi Garden, you can know that it is a flashy community. After all, if there is no good greening, no good building planning, and no good security facilities, it will have to be a gimmick.

I stood at the entrance of the six-story roofed community, and no one stopped me at all, and I walked in easily, and many children were playing with horizontal bars and parallel bars under the rusty gym equipment in the community on Sunday.

"What building is it?"

I called Fang Fatzi, and it should be "done" to listen to his movements.

"Building 4, Unit 4, 401."

Fang Fatzi responded with a string of numbers.

"You're pretty picky, huh? That's an auspicious number!"

I complained helplessly and then said, "Wait for me, I'll be there in five minutes, don't be busy, let's pluck at night."

"Properly drop, I'll wait for you!"

After Fang Fatzi finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

The neighborhood was an ordinary one, with two iron gates in the front and back, dry grass around it, and a quilt where the lanyard was drying. There are not too many cameras, and there are not too many unclean places, but under the observation of my sensing ability, there are two or three residential buildings, and a lot of "white fairy energy" floats out.

Sure enough, in the superstitious industry in Songbei, the most prosperous development is their group of people, who take a small drum every day to beat the chicken, and they are really not afraid of "doing things" when people report and disturb the people.

I pouted, ignoring the so-called "white fairy energy", followed the number plate posted on the building, found Building 4, and then found the unit door.

This community is a floor of three households, one on the left and one on the left, in the middle of the house, the corridor is cleaned very clean, indicating that the property management of this thing, is there, usually someone is in charge.

I went up to the 4th floor and found the door of room number 401 open, so I walked in without hesitation.

"Brother Yi? There you are? ”

Fang Fat Man heard the footsteps, raised his head from the sofa and glanced at the door.

"It's coming, it's coming."

I replied casually, and I checked the feng shui of the house where the fat man lived, and on the whole, there was nothing that could change the decoration of the internal magnetic field, the lighting was good, and I didn't make such a low-level mistake as rushing the door.

And it is hardcover, TV, sofa, double-door refrigerator everything, is a bedroom and a living room, the area is predicted to be more than 50 square meters, under the premise of not raising children, two people are absolutely enough.

Properly furnished without looking too crowded.

It's a good house if the rent is right.

I scratched my head: "How much does it cost?" This house is very nice! ”

"1200 in 1 month."

Fang Fatzi said a very cheap number.

"What's that?!"

I was confused: "This decoration! can it be 1200 in 1 month?" The landlord's brain bag let the donkey kick? Or is he a rich second generation! The loser is not so defeated! ”

"There are a total of three houses on this floor, all of which are the landlord's family, after the landlord's parents die, they leave a bunch of real estate for the landlord, and they just wander around every day, if they are happy one day, they may not charge you rent, and invite you to have a meal by the way, anyway, the idea of the rich, we can't understand."

Fang Fatzi picked up the cigarette on the coffee table, lit one and took three puffs to refresh himself before he said the identity and thoughts of the landlord.

"It's true that rich people don't think like we do."

I don't think it's anything, maybe in the eyes of others, money is just a number, people want to play like this, just go with them, because in the end we benefit.

"Let's go, I'll take you to the house you rented."

Fang Fat Man snuffed out his cigarette, grabbed a bunch of keys, wore Smurfs' big pants, stepped on five-dollar slippers, and forced himself out of the momentum of the nouveau riche, as if the house was his family's property.

"Where's your cheap daughter-in-law?"

I didn't see Yin like a flower, so I asked a little cautiously.

"Sleep in the back room."

Fang Fatzi bypassed me and walked to the opposite door 403.

"Have you ever looked at this next-door neighbor?"

I stared at the security door of 402 with a solemn gaze, why is there a drum player living next door?

"I haven't seen it, I only moved here last night."

Fang Fatzi didn't notice my expression, and silently used the key to open the security door of 403.

"Squeak ......"

The security door is pulled open.

I retracted my gaze and walked into the house with Fang Fatzi.

This house is not as lavishly decorated as his own, at most it is simply decorated, and the walls are covered with patterned wallpaper left over from previous tenants.

The living room is more than 30 square meters in size, an LCD TV is hung on the wall, and the set-top box is emitting blue light on the switchback, indicating that the TV can be watched.

There is also a sofa and a glass coffee table for people to eat in the living room.

The two small bedrooms have two double beds with mattresses on the beds, and the toilets and kitchens are fully furnished and can be moved in.

The direction is to sit in the north and face south, the lighting is good, and the cleaning is very clean.

Overall, I am quite satisfied with this house.

"Not bad, right?"

Fang Fat picked a flying eye.

"That's good, I'll go to the bedroom and have a look."

With an attitude of occupational disease, I walked into one of the bedrooms.

"Huh?"

When my perceptual power was turned on, I saw a "person" standing in the corner of the bedroom window where the sun could not shine

"What do you mean? Looking for something? ”

I said to the "man" without saying to him.

"Hoo ......"

A gust of wind blew for no reason, and the "person" disappeared in the blink of an eye, without a trace, as if it had never appeared.

Fang Fatzi listened to my voice and walked over curiously: "What's wrong?" Isn't this house clean? Or is there something buried in it? ”

"It's okay, I'm hallucinating."

I rubbed my eyelids and brushed things off.

"Okay, if it's okay, you can bring your sister to move over, stay in that shabby public rental house all the time, and everyone will be moldy."

Fang Fatzi saw that I didn't want to tell him, so he didn't ask again.

"Okay, I'll take a video of her, let her see the house, and let her take a leave of absence when she's done, and move here tonight."

I took out the video, used the penguin letter to record a short video, took a picture of the surroundings, clicked to send the video, and then sent a voice message to tell her: "I have found a house, can you see if you can ask for leave?" If we can, we'll move now. ”

"Okay, I'll take a leave of absence."

Less than a minute later, the old sister replied briefly.

I sent her an OK emoji again, put the flashlight back in my pocket, turned my head and said ambiguously to the fat man: "Brother! You go back with your brother to move. ”

"Don't go!"

Fang Fat's head shook like a rattle.

"Gaba!"

I pressed the knuckles twice: "I don't seem to have practiced boxing in a few days, and my favorite thing now is to fight human sandbags!"

"Don't come here!"

"Come on, my little brother!"

"Oh mama! Kill! Help me! ”