Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 517
"Dad, this is the ancestral home of our Nalan family and cannot be sold."

As a loud shout came, a middle-aged man in his 40s walked up to Yang Jun.

"Comrade, I'm sorry, this house is not for sale."

When Yang Jun heard this, he turned around and said to Nalan Zhili,
"Master Na Wu, why don't you come to me after discussing it?"

Nalan Zhili's face darkened when he heard this.

Without saying a word, he kicked the man to the ground.

"You evil beast, everyone is qualified to say this, but you are not. If you hadn't been eating, drinking, whoring and gambling, would I have sold my ancestral home?"

"Dad, why are you mentioning this in front of outsiders? My son has now changed his ways and turned back as a prodigal. As long as he survives this difficult time, good days will come in the future."

The man who was kicked to the ground was Nalan Zhili's third son named Nalan Hongfu. At this time, he looked at his father with a bitter look on his face.

"The prodigal son turns back? Changes his past?"

"Ha ha!"

Nalan Zhili’s old face twisted, and then he yelled at Nalan Hongfu,

"Have you said this hundreds of times? Even if I believe what a dog says, I will never believe you again."

"This is the last time I help you pay off your debt, the last time."

With tears in his eyes, the old man looked around at everyone in the yard, looked at his son, daughter-in-law, and grandchildren, and said painfully,

"Our Nalan family was defeated at the hands of you unscrupulous descendants. This time we sold our ancestral home to pay off the debt for you, and then divide the family."

After the old man finished speaking, tears fell slowly.

He said the word separation through gritted teeth.

If he hadn't been forced to do anything, he wouldn't have mentioned the separation of the family.

In ancient times, children were not allowed to separate as long as their parents were alive.

Now, as long as he is still alive, he has to separate from his children, which makes him feel extremely painful.

The people in the courtyard were left speechless.

Not only did the sons become prodigal, but even the grandchildren also gave birth to a few unworthy descendants.

The old man's words struck home in their hearts. If they hadn't been so capable, a good family wouldn't have been separated like this.

It is entirely their own fault that they have reached this point.

At this time, Master Nawu walked up to Yang Jun.

"Xiao Yang, this is a joke for you. Don't pay attention to them. Let's continue to look at the house."

"This……"

Yang Jun looked troubled.

He felt quite awkward, always feeling like he was forcing them to sell their ancestral home.

Moreover, these people in the Nalan family looked at him with hostility, which made him very uncomfortable.

"Old man, why don't you discuss it again? I'm going back first."

After saying that, Yang Jun turned around and left.

"Xiao Yang, wait a moment."

Na Wuye caught up with him and stopped him.

"There is no need to discuss with them. I must sell the house. Only by selling the ancestral home can they truly give up."

After Master Na Wu finished speaking, he turned back to his children and said, "It's not your turn to interrupt the Nalan family. As long as I'm still here, it's not your turn to make the decision."

"If you really change your past, then sell your ancestral home and cherish your future life."

His children seemed to be repenting at this moment, and only then did they truly realize their regret.

If they hadn't all been able to do this, this family wouldn't have been so bad that they had to sell their ancestral home.

Nalan Zhili saw that his children were silent, so he said to Yang Jun,

"Xiao Yang, let's continue looking at the house."

Yang Jun frowned and thought for a moment.

He walked to the middle of the yard and said to his children,
"Everyone, I'm just a house buyer. I don't want to get involved in your family affairs. To be honest, I like this house very much, but I won't take what others like. As long as you don't want to, I won't buy it."

"So, let me ask again, who among you has any objection?"

After saying that, he looked at everyone.

Fortunately, no one objected this time.

Although they looked reluctant, they did not say it out loud.

Moreover, Master Na Wu was still watching them eagerly.

After waiting for about 30 seconds, Yang Jun saw that no one objected, so he said,
"Okay, since no one objects, I will continue to look at the house."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he heard Nalan Hongfu, who was kicked to the ground by Master Na Wu, say,
"Comrade, you have also seen the house. How much can you pay for such a good house?"

Yang Jun listened and smiled.

He knew that it was a lie that these prodigal sons were reluctant to sell their ancestral home, but how much they could sell for and how much they could get was the truth.

"You are the sellers, so you will naturally set the price."

When Nalan Hongfu heard this, he didn't know how to answer and looked at Nalan Zhili.

"father……"

Nalan Zhili just let his children bargain with Yang Jun, just to test the bottom price that Yang Jun could bear.

At this moment, he also hesitated.

He knew in his heart that in this day and age, there was not enough to eat, and only a handful of families could afford such a large amount of money to buy a house.

If the price is too high, Yang Jun may be scared away.

The price was too low, and he was unwilling to accept it. After all, it had cost fifty thousand oceans to build.

After pondering for a while, Master Na Wu tremblingly stretched out three fingers.

"Thirty... large yellow croakers."

When Yang Jun heard this, his heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He also didn't expect that Master Na Wu would quote such a high price.

After all, the three courtyard houses he bought together didn't even use thirty large yellow croakers.

However, the prices cannot be compared like this.

Some of the same houses can be sold for ten gold bars, and some can be sold for twenty gold bars. The main reason is still the decoration.It has to be said that the courtyard of Master Na Wu is very luxuriously decorated, and many places are the handiwork of masters, especially the furniture in the house, which is made of green sandalwood and mahogany.

Moreover, these furniture are obviously old at first glance, and their value as cultural relics alone is immeasurable.

Yang Jun thought about it and asked,

"Including furniture?"

"Not included!"

Master Na Wu shook his head and said with a sad look on his face: "It took more than thirty large yellow croakers to make these furniture..."

"Forty large yellow croakers."

Yang Jun raised his finger and said: "If you are willing, I will take the house and furniture together. If you are not willing, then forget it."

"Forty?"

Everyone in the Nalan family, including Master Na Wu, had expressions of shock and surprise on their faces.

With such a large amount of money, except for the fact that their family could see it in the early years, now they can't even see a single big yellow croaker.

One can imagine the weight of forty large yellow croakers in their minds.

"father……"

"grandfather……"

Na Wuye's children looked at him anxiously and hinted that they should accept the price quickly. If Yang Jun regrets it, it will not be easy to find someone with such a high price.

Na Wuye closed his eyes and the muscles on his face twitched a few times.

After a long while, he opened his eyes and said with a look of regret,

"Okay, but... I'll add another two thousand kilograms of food stamps."

"no problem!"

Yang Jun agreed immediately.

"Old man, why don't you give up the food stamps? How about I just give you a thousand catties of white flour and a thousand catties of rice?"

"Okay, deal."

Na Wuye nodded heavily.

These days, even if you have food stamps, you can't buy food. Yang Jun directly gave him two thousand kilograms of food, which was exactly what he wanted.

He thought that he would take this opportunity to pay off the debts of several prodigal sons, and divide the remaining money among each family. Then each family would be given a hundred and eighty kilograms of grain. This would be regarded as him, the head of the family, contributing to the family. The last thing to do.

At this moment, he felt more tired than ever before.

With three wives and four concubines, eight sons and fifteen daughters, plus grandchildren and great-grandchildren, the population had already exceeded [-]. The family relied on him for food, drink, food, and all expenses. He felt that this old bone was already overwhelmed.

"Xiao Yang, please come in."

Na Wuye led Yang Jun into the living room of the main house with one hand.

He turned around and told a young girl of eighteen or nineteen years old: "Qing Meng, make tea for the guests."

"Okay, grandpa."

The girl named Qing Meng turned around and went to make tea.

Arriving at the living room of the main house, Yang Jun was immediately shocked by the layout of the living room.

This can no longer be described as luxury.

Even though he was mentally prepared before coming in, he was still shocked by the luxurious decoration.

Even the retro furniture in the new courtyard houses of later generations will be overshadowed by these decorations.

"Xiao Yang, is it worth buying this yard?"

Seeing Yang Jun's obsessed look, Ma Wuye asked with a smile.

"It's not a loss, it's a profit."

Yang Jun returned to Shinto.

Not only is there no loss, it is simply a profit.

There is as much gold and food as there is in the space. This courtyard house cannot be bought simply by having money. Yang Jun feels that even if the price is more expensive, it is still worth it.

"Haha, as long as you like it."

After Master Nalan finished speaking, he solemnly said: "Xiao Yang, after this house is in your hands, I hope you will not sell it again. This is the hard work of four generations of my Nalan family. I am unable to redeem it. I just hope you can take good care of it, even if I am an old bone, please do it, okay?"

When Yang Jun heard this, his face straightened and he said solemnly,
"Old man, I promise you, once this house comes to me, I will never change my surname again."

"Okay, okay, then I'll feel relieved, don't worry..."

Na Wuye kept mumbling, but there were tears in his eyes.

When Yang Jun saw this, he felt sad in his heart.

It makes no one feel good if the house they have lived in all their lives is suddenly sold.

At this time, the little girl named Qing Meng came in with a tea tray.

There was not only tea in the tea tray, but also two small plates of snacks.

If the donkey is defeated, it will not fall down; if the situation is overturned, the frame will not fall.

Rich people are very particular about tea and snacks.

It can be seen how prosperous the Nalan family used to be.

"Mr. Yang, please drink tea."

Nalan Qingmeng shouted sweetly.

Then she did not leave, but stood beside Master Na Wu with an empty tea tray.

"Thank you!"

Yang Jun responded lightly, and then said to himself,
"When you are drunk, you don't know that the sky is in the water, and the boat is full of clear dreams, pressing down on the galaxy."

"Is this this lucid dream?"

When Nalan Qingmeng heard this, her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she said sweetly,
"Mr. Yang has a good literary talent, which is where my name comes from."

"My grandpa helped me name my name. I originally wanted to call it Xinghe, but later I changed it back to Qingmeng."

"Nalan Xinghe, Nalan Qingmeng, these two names are both good. No matter which one you call, they will fit your temperament." Yang Jun said with a smile.

Not to mention, as the name suggests, Nalan Qingmeng is not only sweet-looking, but also gives people the feeling of a lady, especially the two dimples that appear when she smiles, which makes people feel very comfortable.

(End of this chapter)