Chapter 1 Good People Are (Presumably) Recompensated?

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There is a social law that has been circulating for a long time, but it is still unknown which idealist proposed it - good people are rewarded.

As a third-rate university graduate who insists on brushing merit points in the "holy weapon" of the beggar gang for an unknown number of generations of elders every day, but has not yet found a job in this small southern city, Lin Han expressed the credibility of this sentence.

But when he saw the old man who collapsed in the middle of the endless road, but no one was willing to go up to help him, he still carried the lofty moral quality in his arms and the only three pieces of two cents and five cents left without hesitation.

Lin Han remembered very well that when the old man was sent to the hospital and clutched his sleeves with both hands, he almost couldn't hold it and wanted to go next door to sell his kidney......

It wasn't until the old man held his hand and handed him a key with the words "Chaoxia Garden #307 Detached Villa" in his hand that he realized that his merit points were not enough, but they were blown up......

It is unknown who the old man is, and the credibility of that social law is still a mystery, but he at least confirms that being a good person can get substantial rewards except for some strange cards.

Under Lin Han's careful care, the old man finally lived up to expectations not long ago...... Passed away.

Of course, this is really no wonder of Lin Han, he has done his best to at least successfully light up a big man's attributes of a good wife and mother.

Regarding the aftermath of the old man, a professional lawyer and a family member who has never shown up (maybe there is) are responsible, and Lin Han successfully completed the villa takeover procedures under the guidance of the lawyer.

So the next day, there was news that a young man wearing a white vest, big shorts, with a migrant worker's face and a dull hair on his head smirked in the People's Square facing the sun at twelve o'clock. Disabled youth, to wisdom. A better tomorrow for children with disabilities.

Of course, Lin Han didn't know that at this time, he was looking at the magnificent and domineering villa area in front of him, pinching his arm desperately, for fear that all this would become a bubble in the corner of his mouth in the next second.

Fortunately, whether it was the bruise on his arm or the transfer contract in his arms, it was real, and it was so real that Lin Han twitched in pain in the next second.

In the south, the sun in June is so capricious, hanging on the top of people's heads all day long, brushing the sense of existence, making people want to make a seal with their hands and shout a sentence "Psychic Technique - Sun Shooter Houyi".

Feeling the sweat from the heavenly spirit to the spring, all the way to the embankment like a flood flowing into a river, after a fierce ideological struggle, Lin Han finally decided: silently find a thick tree trunk to rub on it - he, a twenty-three-year-old man with normal development, actually got lost in the villa area and was about to collapse, do you dare to believe it?

As a good young man in the 21st century who still has three pieces and two cents and five cents in his pocket (he was eating and drinking before yesterday), Lin Han adheres to the basic principles of protecting the atmosphere, caring for the environment, and sustainable development (to put it bluntly, poverty), he chose the most environmentally friendly and primitive way of traveling under the sun - walking, and the result is that if an ogre happens to pass by, he doesn't need to prepare a pot, he can start by sprinkling some cumin on Lin Han's body.

"Is it really good that this villa is built like a labyrinth?"

Lin Han shook the transfer contract in his hand as a fan, and regretted that he didn't come to the transfer lawyer to see the house and recognize the way.

In Lin Han's cognition, the villa area must be the kind of open land with green water, backed by green mountains, and few houses on the whole road, in fact, it is true, the villas in Chaoxia Yuan are far away from each other, so that the head of the household has sufficient privacy and autonomy. But what Lin Han didn't expect was that there were not many forks in the road here, and there was no street sign, so it was possible to walk into the tree hole of Xiong Da Xiong Er if he was not careful.

I don't know what the original designer thought, it's just too original here.

People are especially prone to lazy insects when they are tired, Lin Han's experience at this moment is particularly profound, the leaves of the tree are swaying like a hypnotic pendulum, even if there is a big glowing fireball on his head, he can't resist the call of Zhou Gong in the dark.

The content of the summoning will not be repeated here, in short, Lin Han woke up with a reprimanded voice of a girl with some anger.

"Who allowed you to sleep here!"

Rubbing his sleepy eyes, shaking his arrogant hair, and shaking his groggy head, Lin Han used the basic functions of the human retina to look at the girl in front of him within the "one second dazed" effect time passively activated by his natural dull attribute.

With a single ponytail tied up, her petite figure looks a little weak, her facial features are delicate and exquisite, and she is quite exotic, if it weren't for the standard Mandarin, Lin Han would have almost thought that this girl was the daughter of a Western European duke who crossed the Bering Strait just to reproduce.

At this time, the girl was dressed in casual sportswear, with a hint of anger on her face but more youthful and energetic, and Lin Han couldn't help touching her soaked pants. Crotch......

In fact, Lin Han's whole body was already soaked in sweat, and he could take a salt water bath when he took off the vest on his body.

"Well, I'm sorry, I didn't know I wasn't allowed to sleep under the trees here."

Lin Han scratched his head and quickly bounced off the trunk of the tree, looking sorry.

He's such a person, he's serious in front of people he doesn't know, and once he gets acquainted, he's not serious.

The girl was stunned for a moment when she saw the embarrassment on Lin Han's face, and her expression couldn't help but ease by two points, she originally thought that this thing was a lost beggar disciple (after all, the face of a migrant worker with three pieces and two cents and five cents).

"Actually, it's nothing, if you sleep on a different tree, I will definitely not care about you, the main thing is that Irina is not married yet, how bad it is for you to sleep with someone else's future daughter-in-law."

The girl pursed her lips and muttered quietly.

"Huh? Irina? Future daughter-in-law? What is the ...... of this?"

Lin Han suddenly had a stack of question marks on his head, he really couldn't figure out how this situation had risen to the level of sleeping with other people's daughters-in-law.

We don't have the surname Wang!

The girl didn't care about the 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping in Lin Han's heart and the 100,000 shining reasons on her head, and "brushed" a few red hairy grandfathers from the Q version of the small bag she carried, which once again strengthened Lin Han's belief that "here are all local tyrants (except for themselves)".

"No, follow this road, turn left, turn left, turn left, turn left and then turn left to get a taxi, this is the fare, hurry up."

Lin Han instinctively felt that there was something wrong with the logical relationship in the other party's words, but his focus was obviously not on the logical relationship.

"Well, in fact, I am also the owner here, but I only recently took over the house, and I don't recognize it for the first time."

How can we say that we are also the man who holds the key to the villa now, and if I say that it is also the owner who can throw watermelon rinds into the trash cans of the residents here, how can we be messed up by the girl next door who met for the first time with a few red tickets?

Sometimes Lin Han couldn't help but admire himself, look, this is the psychological activity of a man with only three dollars and two cents in his pocket when facing a few red grandfathers.

"What do you say? Are you the owner here? ”

The girl's eyes were filled with wonder, doubt, incredulity, and ...... Be all abroad.

Even if Lin Han's temper is good, he can't help it at the moment, he muttered in a low voice while twisting his white vest that can be seen everywhere on the stall: "Why don't we buy a suite?" ”

"Which villa are you from?"

"#307, the original head of the household is an old man, and he only transferred the ownership to my name a few days ago, you see, this is a transfer contract, and this thing has legal effect......"

Halfway through his words, Lin Han suddenly felt that something was not quite right.

"Damn, my contract!"

Only then did a certain Han notice that when he had a cordial meeting with Zhou Gong, the transfer contract in his arms had long been unwilling to be lonely, and he had fought with Sweatstain and Harazi for 300 rounds, and it was still difficult to solve it at the moment.

Lin Han had no doubt that the handful he was holding in his hand was mixed with his various bodies. If you dare to put it in the face of other girls, you can be caught in the bureau and discuss ♂ life with 300,000 in less than 30 seconds.

However, the development of things was completely beyond Lin Han's expectations, a certain girl didn't seem to care about the A4 paper with red seals at all, and when she confirmed something from Lin Han's words, she naturally stretched out her hand.

"Hello, let's get to know me, my name is Alice."

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