The house they rented was No. 5-2, which was originally the 5th floor, but due to the construction of this community, there are 3 storefronts downstairs, the 5th floor is actually equivalent to the 2nd floor, and the 4th floor is equivalent to the first floor.

What used to be a quiet environment has suddenly become more and more complicated recently.

The reason is that the residents on the 4th floor have opened a mahjong parlor.

When Zhang Jiaze came to this house on the first day, he knew that there was a mahjong parlor downstairs. Locals love to play mahjong and often hear shouting downstairs every afternoon and evening, especially on weekends.

In the past, it was bearable. If you close the doors and windows, you can write, so you won't be unable to write. But recently, in order to save the house, the male owner downstairs specially removed the original greenery, smeared the cement floor, and then bought a tent like a yurt, built it on the cement floor, and installed a mahjong table, which is equivalent to one more house.

The owner of the mahjong parlor was happy all day long, secretly happy for his cleverness, but he suffered Zhang Jiaze, who lived downstairs.

Writing needs a quiet environment, and now the mahjong parlor downstairs has suddenly moved from indoor to outdoor, every day from afternoon to late night, and the noise is non-stop, which makes Zhang Jiaze very distressed.

One night, Zhang Jiaze couldn't bear it anymore, and finally stood on the balcony and shouted at the group of aunts and uncles who were fighting on the mahjong table downstairs:

"Hey, can you be quiet?"

When the aunt downstairs heard the shouting, not only did she not whisper, but stood up and yelled at Zhang Jiaze:

"What's upstairs? What's in your way when we play mahjong? If you don't like it, move out! ”

Zhang Jiaze suddenly felt that there was no room for being reasonable with this kind of person, so he was angry and closed the door angrily.

It doesn't matter if you can't write quietly, what's worse is that the child can't sleep well at night, as long as there is a wind and grass, Zhang Ernuo will cry non-stop, and people will not be at peace in the middle of the night. Zhang Jiaze stood in the dark night, and he couldn't wait to splash a basin of cold water on his head, but after thinking about it, he had to give up.

If you can't write on your own, you can change to a café or bookstore to write, but your child has to sleep at night, so you can't go out to sleep every night, right?

Until one day, even Song Yazhu couldn't stand it anymore, and she had to say to Zhang Jiaze:

"Why don't we change places?"