The streets are clean and there is little garbage on the ground, but the buildings look old.

Dong Qiangqiang did not know that many cities in Germany are like this: they have been repairing old buildings for many years but are not interested in building new buildings. Although they are old buildings, most of them were rebuilt after World War II. After all, during World War II, most cities except Heidelberg

Most of the German cities were bombed by the Allies.

As Dong Qiangqiang walked, he paid attention to the house numbers on both sides of the street. Graffiti of various styles appeared on the walls from time to time, and tall scaffolding was erected next to some buildings in the distance.

On the advertising tubes on both sides of the street and on the glass of bus stops, posters of beautiful girls with various skin colors can be seen everywhere. They are either posing or charming. There are also some shops on the street that are lit up with pink lights during the day.

The white gauze curtain hangs in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, making the store look particularly mysterious.

But as an adult male, Dong Qiangqiang could also guess what was inside.

After walking for about half an hour, a somewhat tired Dong Qiangqiang finally arrived at No. 54 Hippo Street.

This is a three-story small building with a typical German style: a small house pops out from the sloping roof covered with blue tiles, and there is still a small window on the house. The outer wall originally

It is beige, but it is too old and has not been painted for a long time. The beige color is close to the light gray of the window frames of the small building. There is also a special sticker with some kind of sticker on the middle of the two windows next to the door.

Service related poster, the poster covers a black graffiti on the wall.

Dong Qiangqiang carefully looked at the name column at the doorbell and accidentally discovered the pinyin of "Jin Yuan". He pressed the doorbell, but after waiting for several minutes, no one answered.

He was hesitating whether to find a place to eat first and then call Jin Yuan to ask about the situation. The door suddenly opened and a foreign woman with heavy makeup was standing at the door of the building carrying a garbage bag.

She looks to be in her forties, with a lock of blond hair hanging in front of her forehead. Her brown hair may not have been taken care of for a while, making it look messy and greasy. Her dark circles under her eyes, like a panda's, with smoky makeup look a bit scary, and they are constantly shaking.

Her long eyelashes seemed to be about to fall off at any time, the wrinkles at the corners of her eyes were like fishing lines tightly stuck in her skin, and her lips were raised with exaggerated red lips. The heavy makeup could not hide the traces of time on her face.

traces of.

She had a slender figure and was casually wearing a black suspender sweatshirt, exposing a piece of bronze skin on her shoulders and chest. She pulled on her slippers and stepped out.

Dong Qiangqiang only felt a strong sense of wind and dust coming towards his face. He quickly lowered his head subconsciously and moved his body away. He accidentally saw the tattoo on the woman's arm: a long and colorful snake entwined in the vine of a blooming rose.

superior.

After throwing away the garbage, the woman did not rush into the building. Instead, she stood at the door of the building and smoked. She smoked two cigarettes in a row and looked up and down at Dong Qiangqiang and his luggage.

Dong Qiangqiang made her look very uncomfortable. She wanted to open her mouth to ask but was embarrassed, so she hesitated for a few seconds and turned around to leave.

As soon as he turned around, the woman behind him asked with a thick Eastern European accent: "Are you looking for someone?"

"I'm looking for Jin Yuan." Dong Qiangqiang heard the other party's question and quickly turned around to respond.

"Are you looking for Zhen? I know him, he was my tenant before," her pronunciation was not standard, and she pronounced "Jin" as "zhen".

"He was your tenant?" Dong Qiangqiang couldn't believe it. "He lived here before?"

"Of course. But that was a few months ago." The Eastern European woman blew out a smoke ring. The smoke ring slowly enlarged. After a few seconds, the smoke ring disappeared in the air.

"Jin Yuan introduced me here." Dong Qiangqiang watched the smoke rings slowly disappear and whispered.

When she heard that it was the person introduced by Jin Yuan, the woman looked him up and down again, threw the cigarette butt on the ground, crushed it with her foot a few times, turned around and walked towards the door of the building.

Dong Qiangqiang didn't know what the other party meant and stood still. The Eastern European woman walked to the door and saw that he didn't follow him. She tilted her head towards the door and said, "Come in."

Dong Qiangqiang felt a little nervous. Seeing that the sky was getting darker, there were more and more people on the street. Some half-grown men came up to touch his luggage. This made him unable to care much and hurriedly carried the suitcase into the building.

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As soon as he entered the building, Dong Qiangqiang smelled a smell mixed with moldy objects and rotten fruits. He couldn't help but cover his nose with his hands.

Through the dim light emitted by the wall lamp, he saw the layout of the corridor: to his left was a newspaper box and a wooden staircase, to his right was a room with a door ajar, and farther forward in the corridor was a clock that looked like

It looks like an old antique. The wooden floor under your feet has become warped in some places because it has not been taken care of for a long time, and there are a few boards missing in some places.

He walked a few steps forward and found that a lot of the red paint on the wooden stair handrail had fallen off, and the surface looked mottled. There were also a few railings missing under the stair handrail.

Just as he was observing carefully, a woman's voice came from behind the ajar door: "Come here."

Dong Qiangqiang walked into the room slowly and saw the woman with her back to him, topless, tying her hair while pointing to a room next to her and saying: "There is a bathroom there, you can..."

Dong Qiangqiang blushed, turned around immediately, and said loudly: "You...what are you doing?"

The Eastern European woman turned around in confusion: "Didn't you get introduced by 'zhen'? The price remains the same."

Dong Qiangqiang quickly said loudly: "But I'm here to rent a house, not... you hurry up and put on your clothes..."

The Eastern European woman suddenly realized: "Well, renting a house? OK, OK, but you are sure you don't need it..."

Dong Qiangqiang strode out of the room, stood in the corridor and said loudly: "No need!"

A few minutes later, the woman put on her previous clothes and walked out with a bunch of keys. She said angrily, "You should have told me earlier that you wanted to rent a house."

Dong Qiangqiang said in his heart: How did I know you were doing this?

The woman walked up the stairs slowly: "'zhen's room is on the third floor."

Dong Qiangqiang thought for a while and left the three suitcases next to the stairs on the first floor.

The two of them stepped up the stairs one after the other. The stairs suddenly creaked, as if they would collapse at any time.

The woman lit a cigarette in front of a room, then leaned against the door and took a puff. She held the cigarette in her hand and waved to Dong Qiangqiang who had just walked upstairs, beckoning him to come in and take a look.

Dong Qiangqiang walked into the room and saw that it was dark inside. The woman was holding a cigarette in her mouth. She walked to the window in a few steps and stretched out her hand to open the heavy curtains. The dust immediately fell, and the room was filled with dust. The woman cursed,

Back to the door again.

Dong Qiangqiang looked at it: the house was about 15 square meters, with half of the roof being flat and half being sloped. There was a small window on the slope and a larger window on the wall next to it. There was a wooden table placed under the slope.

The surface of the wooden table looks bumpy. There is a double mattress thrown on the floor next to the wooden table.

, a corner of the mattress was torn, exposing the steel wire and torn cotton wool inside. There was a wardrobe at the end of the bed. Dong Qiangqiang walked over and opened the wardrobe to take a look inside. Unexpectedly, the garbage in the wardrobe immediately rolled out. There was a piece of paper hanging on the wall.

There were four characters written crookedly on it: God rewards those who work hard, but there was no signature.

Jin Yuan went abroad half a year before Dong Qiangqiang. He had seen this character in Jin Yuan's cyberspace. It seemed that this was indeed the house where Jin Yuan once lived.

"How's it going?" The woman looked at Dong Qiangqiang coldly and asked suddenly, "Can't you stay?"

Dong Qiangqiang thought about it in his mind and asked tentatively: "How much does it cost per month?"

The Eastern European woman put out her cigarette butt expressionlessly: "500 marks a month, not including water, electricity, heating and TV."

Dong Qiangqiang took a breath: This number doesn't match what Jin Yuan said.

"Where are the bathroom and kitchen?" he asked patiently.

The woman pointed outside and muttered: "The kitchen is over there, and the bathroom is next door."

Dong Qiangqiang walked to the door and was about to take a look at the bathroom environment when he saw a door opposite suddenly opened, and a bald man with a height of nearly 1.9 meters and colorful arms walked out with his head bent. Since the other person was not wearing a shirt, Dong Qiangqiang

Immediately, I saw a tuft of dark golden hair on his chest. He staggered towards the bathroom in the corridor. The floor made a dull "dong-dong" sound. Dong Qiangqiang quickly turned his head to the side, and did not turn his head again until he heard the "bang" of the door closing.

Come.

"Is there anyone else living here?" Dong Qiangqiang looked surprised.

The woman shrugged, with an expression like "Dong Qiangqiang is making a fuss and has little knowledge."

Dong Qiangqiang had made up his mind and did not look at the kitchen again. Instead, he took out a piece of paper folded into a square from his pocket, unfolded it and handed it to the Eastern European woman: "I will live here for four months first. I won't be able to live here for four months."

I'll tell you one month in advance. In addition, I asked Jin Yuan to hand over four months' rent for me, and this is the receipt you wrote to him."

The woman took the note, read it carefully for a while, and then threw it back to Dong Qiangqiang: "This is not the receipt I wrote."
Chapter completed!