Zhang Chen was obviously able to guess that the condition of Worm Firefly's mother should not be very good. So he didn't ask any more, in order to make Worm Firefly happy, Zhang Chen began to tell Worm Firefly about his previous affairs before he became a prison envoy.

Obviously, a sad story of silk became a joke directly after it was told. The insect fireflies on the side would cover their mouths and snicker every time they heard that Zhang Chen and Tan Fei and the two babies were doing very silk things together, and they couldn't help but laugh directly when they heard that Zhang Chen had been despised by Wang Yizhi as a silk.

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Two days ago

Iibata is a freelance writer who has just graduated from university, and his family is not wealthy, and he can only barely survive by finding a cheap rental house on the outskirts of the city.

But Tianfu City is the provincial capital after all, and even if it is a rented house in some surrounding areas, how much cheaper can it be, and the smallest 50-square-meter house will cost more than 600 a month, which is really difficult for him, a freelance writer with an irregular salary. If it's a single room, it's too small, and Iibatadu likes an environment like a general house to write well

I didn't expect that I just went to ask a housing agency yesterday, and when I went again today, there was an extra rental house information. The location is at No. 38, Shujiang West Road, Third Ring Road, Tianfu City, and a room of more than 60 square meters is only 400 yuan a month.

Since he stayed in the city and his classmates hadn't given a rental for a long time, he didn't even think about it and called the landlord when he encountered this good opportunity.

However, it was a middle-aged woman who answered the phone, and heard that Fan Fangdu was going to rent a house, so she made an appointment to look at the house at 3 o'clock this afternoon, and if she could, she would pay the first month's rent and a deposit of 1,000 yuan for the house. Naturally, Iibata Wataru happily agreed, and directly carried the luggage that was placed in the same class.

"You're Fan Fangdu, why did you bring your luggage over, let's take a look at the room first." The landlord in his forties, who was guarding under an old bungalow, looked at the young man in front of him and said.

"As long as there are no big problems with the house, I will rent it, and now I am in a hurry to use the house." Izukata said.

"Okay, let's come up and have a look first." The landlord's look is still a little strange.

Izukata followed the landlord and slowly walked up the stairs of the somewhat old bungalow. Thinking about the words of the proprietress before, and such a cheap price, I can't help but wonder if there is something big wrong with the house, such as water leakage, bad environment, etc.

But when he walked to the top floor and the landlord opened the door to rent a house, Iibata completely dispelled his previous thoughts. Inside is a very fresh and clean two-bedroom room, the living room is also furnished with a variety of furniture and appliances, although some years, but very clean. The conditions in the bedroom are also very good, the windows are large, the ventilation conditions are also good, the only defect is the backlight.

"Aunt landlord, are you sure that this is four hundred a month? If yes, I'll give you the money right away, here is one thousand fourteen, if you're sure, you can take it first." Izukata said very sincerely.

"Xiaofan, you listen to me first. To live here, you have to abide by several conditions." The landlord said very seriously.

"Conditions? No problem."

"Listen to me first. First, you must return to the rental house before 10:30 p.m.; Second, from 11 o'clock to 6 o'clock the next day, if you hear any movement in the house, you pretend not to hear it. Third, you should never open this room anyway."

After listening to the first condition, I thought it was the landlord's rigid requirement for each tenant, after all, coming back late at night might disturb other tenants. But after listening to the second and third conditions, I felt a little strange.

"Movement? What do you mean?"

"It's like some dripping, marbles falling to the ground or something. If you check out less than 10 days before check-out, I will refund you the deposit along with the rent." The landlord is still a good person.

"Then why can't this room be opened? Is there anything in there?" In fact, it is enough for Iikato to have his own bedroom and this relatively spacious living room, but he is just curious.

"This... Because it contains my own discarded items, it is equivalent to a debris accumulation room. There were so many things that I didn't move." A hint of gloom flashed across the landlord's face when he said this.

After hearing this, Izukata Wataru said, "I can't go to the same school anymore, since the landlord has said so, it's better to stay for a few days. If there is a real problem, you can find another rental."

"Then I'll try it first, I'll trouble you." Iibata took his luggage back to his bedroom.

"Well, remember to do what I said. Give me your ID card and I'll take it and register it. I live on the left side of the first floor of this house and can come to me for anything. I'll check the utility bills at the beginning of every month."

After the simple check-in procedure, Izukata Wataru got the key to the house and officially checked in. As a freelance writer, a quiet, clean and comfortable environment like this is very necessary.

After Iikata had sorted out his luggage a little, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon, and he planned to spend an hour to start a new novel, so he began his own creation in the atmosphere of this new environment. I don't know if it's because of the environment, but my inspiration today is like a spring, and I use my several years of writing experience to show it vividly.

By the time Izukata came back to his senses, he had already written nearly 20,000 words, which was something he had never been in before. However, at this time, it was already dark outside the window, and it was almost ten o'clock in the evening when I looked at my watch, and I hadn't even solved dinner yet. But luckily I had the foresight to be in the afternoon. [,！ Before viewing the house, I left a phone number at a restaurant that delivered food nearby.

"Hello, this is a restaurant, do you need any takeaway?" A man's voice came.

"Hey, please send a green pepper shredded meat package to the left on the sixth floor of the resettlement community at No. 38 Shujiang West Road." Izukata said.

"What community?" The man's voice on the phone was a little suspicious.

"Settle ......" As soon as Iibata Wataru said these two words, the other party had already hung up the phone. I thought it was a mistake to press it accidentally, but when I called again, the other party hung up the phone directly.

"What is this food delivery company doing, and it's not far away. Forget it, if I go to eat it myself, I'm afraid I won't be back before half past ten in the evening, anyway, there is a big loaf of bread in my backpack, so I can barely use it to cushion my stomach, and I don't have to interrupt my inspiration."

Iiikata is very satisfied with the beginning of his new novel, and decides to take advantage of the current momentum and stay up late tonight to write a little more. So, after filling himself with bread and boiled water, he began to immerse himself in the creation of his own novels.

Once you put your heart and soul into doing something, time is like light, fleeting. Iibata Wataru writes an oriental fantasy novel about his protagonist who has acquired some kind of magical technique and wants to teach some pretentious character a lesson to satisfy his vanity.

"Tick!" A very crisp dripping sound sounded outside the silent bedroom door, pulling the deeply conceived Iibata back to reality.

Iibata didn't pay much attention to it, and planned to calm down again to write a novel, but two seconds later, the crisp sound of dripping water came again.

"At a critical time, how can you spoil me in a big way. I'm annoyed, I don't know if it's because the faucet has been used for a long time, after all, this house is some years old." Ifukata put on his slippers and walked out the door to find the source of the sound, completely forgetting the second condition that the landlord gave him.

"From eleven o'clock to six o'clock the next day, if you hear anything in the house, you pretend not to hear it, don't care."

ps: It's been a long time since I've recommended tickets, and those who have tickets are all given to Ah Fei~~~~~ remember to collect them.