After Pei Chen and the others finished eating, they said goodbye to An Xiang and went home directly.

The milk tea shop that was noisy just now became deserted the moment a few people left. An Xiang cleared away the mess on the table and cleaned the shop inside and out.

The cold moon hangs in front of the window, and the night is prosperous and lonely.

An Xiang worked hard for a long time before finishing her work. She was very tired. She hit her aching shoulder with a half-clenched fist. She turned her eyes and saw An Zimo sleeping on the sofa.

Only when a boy is sleeping will he show the ignorance and clarity that belongs to a young child.

An Xiang squatted in front of the sofa, gently stroking An Zimo's warm forehead with his fingertips. He didn't notice it, his eyelashes trembled, and he turned over vigorously.

Cute and cute.

Like a cute little animal.

The fatigue all over her body disappeared in an instant. She kissed him, wrapped her coat around her son, then gently picked up the little body, picked up the things with one hand and left the apartment.

The night breeze is cool.

An Zimo Sutra was revived by blowing it.

His eyes were sleepy and his mind was not clear.

The woman's face was close at hand, and the thin light from the street lamp shone on that delicate profile, revealing a bit of warmth and beauty for no reason.

good smell.

The hug is also very gentle.

"Mo Mo, are you awake?" An Xiang's voice was very sweet, not as greasy as saccharin, but clear and moving, sweet and pleasant.

"We'll take the car home right away, and Momo can continue to sleep on her mother's shoulders."

[The way my son sleeps is super cute!]

[Mom wants to hold her baby for the rest of her life!]

[But my stomach hurts so much, my aunt is so annoyed...]

An Zimo stared at her blankly, and under the attack of his heartfelt words one after another, his consciousness finally came to his senses.

He...is being held by a bad woman!

"Put me down." Perhaps because he had just woken up, his voice sounded astringent, like small bubbles, without any deterrent.

An Xiang felt that her son might be shy, so he laughed several times and hugged her tighter: "Is Mo Mo afraid that mommy will be tired?"

"..." I'm so damn afraid that you'll be tired, sentimental, and shameless!

An Zimo resisted the urge to roll his eyes and struggled to get out of An Xiang's arms.

An Xiang was much stronger than An Zimo, and no matter how much trouble he made, he would not let go.

"Don't worry, Mo Mo, you will always be my mother's favorite baby." An Xiang said with a serious face, "From tomorrow on, my mother will only feed you."

My son is a sultry little straight man.

Don't make your son jealous.

An Zimo frowned, what was this man thinking about?

"Only disabled people need to be fed."

The subtext is that I don’t care if I have hands and feet.

An Xiang didn't care and continued: "Don't worry, I won't add strangers' WeChat messages."

"Who cares about you?" An Zimo muttered softly, wishing he could grow eight legs and roll off her body immediately.

"Although it's hard to be a single mother, I won't just find some random man to be your stepfather. What if he beats you while I'm not around..."

An Xiang's little face wrinkled up, worried.

The world is in chaos now, and heinous domestic violence news comes out every once in a while. Maybe it’s because she’s a mother, and she doesn’t want to see her children suffer.

They are obviously the new sprouts in the world and should not bear the heavy blows of violence.

There was a hint of pity in her voice.

If human lips and teeth can lie, then the heart is definitely not a lie.

An Zimo's eyes flickered, feeling uneasy and panicked for no reason.

If An wanted to beat him and scold him, she would have followed the predetermined plot in her previous life and would not be in such a state of confusion now.

But.

She neither beat him nor scolded him; her personality changed drastically and she became completely unfamiliar.

However, the face in front of him couldn't help but make him relive the nightmare of the past fourteen years.

For the first time, he felt unknown and frightened about the road ahead. An Zimo lowered his head and lowered his eyes, biting his lower lip tightly with his teeth, constantly reminding himself: the face in front of him was real, and he did not hate the wrong person; if not,

Then the hatred for more than ten years has become a joke.

——God reborn him to take revenge.

——Rather than let him accept this ridiculous maternal love and give up all the misfortunes in his previous life.

An Zimo pinched An Xiang's arm hard, slipped off her body while she was in pain, and trotted forward to put some distance between them.

An Xiang clutched her red arm and felt aggrieved. Why is her son so cruel?

Could it be that living in the mountains for a long time has tempered his wild nature?

An Xiang couldn't figure it out, so he quickly followed and pulled An Zimo to his side.

Her son smells delicious, so she needs to keep a close eye on him. What if he is picked up and eaten by something unsuspecting?

She hasn't eaten it yet.

In the dark night, An Xiang's eyes shone brightly, and she purred and swallowed saliva at her son beside her.

An Zimo's back felt cold, he couldn't help but speed up his pace, and finally changed from walking to running, his back was hurried.

An Xiang was confused and hurriedly chased after her: "Son, don't walk so fast. Mom won't eat you!"

"..."

It's hard to say, hard to say.

What if?

The mother and son chased each other all the way, and it was already late at night when they got home.

They no longer had the energy to continue making noise, so they each climbed into the coffin and fell asleep.

**

It's the peak of spring in May, and the wild grass is growing luxuriantly outside the window.

Unknown wild flowers are blooming in the unattended deserted area, and the green trees are dotted with them. It is a beautiful scenery at first glance.

However, An was tired of this season.

The community she lives in is already sparsely populated, and the trees and streets are unkempt. It's easy to say in winter, spring and summer are when mosquitoes are most raging, and there's a lot of grass, so even if the windows are closed all day, there will be unknown people.

Small insects got in through the cracks.

An wanted blood to be sweet, and the basement was cold and damp, so bugs liked to bite her. She woke up one night and was covered in bites.

She was the only one who was bitten before, but An Zimo also unfortunately became mosquito rations after moving in.

When An Xiang woke up early in the morning, she felt heartbroken when she saw the small red pimple on her son's face.

She rummaged through the drawer to find toilet water, grabbed An Zimo and applied it on him.

"Mom is going to buy you a mosquito net today. If it doesn't work, just close the coffin."

Hey.

It rhymes quite a bit.

An Xiang was in an inexplicably good mood. She screwed on the lid of the toilet water and sighed deeply at the weeds outside the house, "Or, let's rent a house in the city." In the past, it was possible to make do when I was alone, but now that I have children, I have to make do with it.

Think about your children.

"It would be great if it could be demolished..." As he said this, he started to daydream about demolition again.

An Zimo is much more realistic than her.

According to his understanding, few investors would take over abandoned projects like this. Firstly, the cost is huge, and secondly, the procedures are complicated, and it is difficult to make up for losses. Therefore, investors would rather leave the land empty than take over the rectification easily. With that kind of money,

Why not start a new project? If there is a loss, if something goes wrong, it is not your responsibility. No one wants to do something that is laborious and costly.

An Zimo scratched the itchy mosquito rash on his face and went to the bathroom silently to brush his teeth and wash his face.

Just then the bell rang.

An didn't want to rush to open the door, but she was murmuring in her heart.

She has no friends, and no one has visited her home in the past few years; express delivery does not come to her door, so who is coming here so early in the morning?

Just as I was thinking about it, the doorbell rang a few more times. It seemed like I was knocking on the wrong door.

An wanted to look out of the peephole.

There were two young men standing outside the door, wearing suits and ties, holding briefcases. They looked like door-to-door salespeople.

"Hello, is anyone home?"

An Xiang was very wary and did not answer.

"We are from the housing expropriation department. Is it convenient for you now?"

Housing expropriation department.

Generally speaking, it is the demolition office.

Why is the demolition office here so early in the morning? Could it be that... her long-held dream will come true?

With expectation and confusion, An Xiang carefully opened the door a crack, but for the sake of caution, the safety bolt was still left on.

She only showed half of her face, holding the door open with both hands, and said in a probing tone: "Hello, is there anything wrong?"

"Great, it turns out someone is at home." The young man was overjoyed and bent slightly to look at her levelly. "We are here to sign a house demolition agreement with you. I wonder if it is convenient for us to come in."

An wanted to pinch her thigh hard.

It hurts, it's not a dream.

She quickly took off the door bolt and quickly made way for the two of them to come in.

The two young guys who were about to enter the door obviously hesitated for half a second when they saw the spooky decoration in front of them. They looked at each other and slowly entered the living room.

"Sit down, you're welcome." An Xiang greeted him warmly and hurried to the kitchen to make a pot of black tea.

The two of them went straight to the topic without being verbose: "It's like this. This community will be demolished in the future. We are here to discuss the compensation for the demolition with the household owners. This is our contract, please read it first."

It’s really going to be demolished!

An Xiang stared at the two contracts with wide eyes, unable to recover.

An Zimo, who had just come out of the bathroom, was also briefly shocked, and then raised his lips in disdain: There really was a fool who chose to expropriate this land, tsk.

He didn't bother to get involved in the matter, so he took a piece of bread from the table and went back to his room while eating.

"We learned that you have three houses under your name, with a total area of ​​1,100 square meters. We will compensate you at a price of 20,000 square meters per square meter. Of course, if you are unwilling to accept cash compensation, you can also convert it into a house, but the house will be converted into a house after three years.

Only then can you get it.”

An Xiang is not good at mathematics.

She secretly took out her phone, turned on her computer, and started doing calculations on it seriously.

One, ten, hundreds, thousands, ten thousand, one hundred thousand... millions, tens of millions!

An Xiang's eyes widened as he counted. Because he was so excited, his hands holding the phone trembled slightly.

"Money, money, money! I want money!" She couldn't wait and blurted out six words.

An wanted to act too eager, and the two of them were stunned for a moment, then lowered their heads and laughed.

She couldn't help but her face turned red, she slowly tightened her body, and repeated in a low voice: "I, I want money..." If you have money, don't be a fool.

The house is in good condition, but I don't know the location.

Moreover, since all three houses have been demolished, where will he live while waiting for a new house in the next three years? It is better to buy a second-hand house with a small square meter near the kindergarten, which is also convenient for An Zimo to go to school.

"Then do you have any other objections to this?"

"No!" An Xiang yelled out two words without hesitation. She had seen from the news that people who act as thorns in the fight for demolition funds generally have no good results. As the saying goes, those who understand current affairs are heroes, and people must know how to be content.

An Xiang is extremely satisfied with the tens of millions of yuan in compensation.

"Okay, then you sign and fingerprint the contract, and the compensation will be credited to your bank card within thirty days."

An Xiang couldn't understand the contract, but she still held it up and pretended to read it for several minutes.

"The new area will be demolished and rebuilt soon, so you'd better move out within a month to avoid unnecessary trouble." In fact, they had been here several times before, but they couldn't find anyone every time.

There are also few people living in remote areas, making contact even more difficult.

Just think about it and talk easily, otherwise they will have to make two more trips.

An Xiang read the contract, carefully wrote her name on the signature, and put her thumbprint on it.

Looking at the black and white contract in front of him, An Xiang felt dizzy and instantly felt an extremely unreal dream.

"I remember that this place was to be demolished a long time ago, but the project was abandoned for several years. Has the other party taken over it again now?"

"No." The young man collected the contract, shook his head and said, "The real estate company that was originally responsible for this land went bankrupt long ago, and now it is China Star Group that has purchased this land."

An Xiang was startled when she heard this name.

She naturally knew about the famous Huaxing Group, and not long ago she went to their company to deliver takeaways.

"This community, including the old area behind it, will be completely rebuilt. It is expected to take three to five years to be completed." The young man couldn't help but sigh, "The boss of Huaxing has participated in a lot of real estate development in the past two years. He is so ambitious..."

His companion also became interested and asked casually: "What's his name? I remember the news broadcast an interview with him." It seemed to be an authentic interview, and for the first time, his sister, who was not interested in the news, saw it from the beginning.

end.

"Pei Yizhou, the man who leads our Jiangcheng economy, you don't even know this."

The two of them talked, laughed, and joked, then got up, said goodbye to An Xiang, and walked to the second home.

An wanted to close the door and silently wrote down the name in her heart.

She returned to the sofa with her notebook in hand and typed the three words "Pei Yizhou" on the keyboard.

Search results come out quickly.

Among the dozens of pages of related entries, the most attractive thing is the accompanying pictures on Encyclopedia.

The man in front of the desk is wearing a suit and leather shoes, and has a dignified temperament. He is talking to others with his head turned, and he knows nothing about the person taking the photo.

Looking at those eyes that were as dazzling as the stars, An Xiang felt a lump in his throat.

This...isn't this the man I saw in kindergarten that day!

Pei Chen also has twin great-grandfathers.

No wonder Pei Yan spoke like that that day. A young talent like this is indeed the Prince Charming in the eyes of many girls.

An wanted to close the computer and patted her cheeks, which were red with excitement, with her palms.

After a brief moment of confusion, she jumped off the sofa, rushed to An Zimo's room, raised his hands high, and threw him into the sky.

"Momo, we have money!!!!"

belch.

The bread that An Zimo had not had time to swallow was stuck in the middle of his throat.

The feeling of hypoxia came immediately, and all the blood rushed to the neck from bottom to top.

"Momo, what's wrong with you?!"

"..." Fool, this is a!!!

An Zimo beat his chest hard, picked up the bottle and poured it into his mouth, the soft bread sliding along the milk into his esophagus.

He was relieved and breathed a sigh of relief.

Damn, I almost died here.

An Zimo's throat hurt, so he held the bottle and silently distanced himself from others.

"Mo Mo, mom is rich!" An Xiang didn't notice anything strange, and happily shared the joy with her only son, "We can buy a three-meter-wide crystal coffin!!"

The crystal coffin is every vampire’s dream!!

She can make it happen in no time!!!

An Zimo didn't speak. An Xiang tilted his head and blinked in confusion: "Mo Mo, aren't you happy?" That shouldn't be the case. Is it possible that his son doesn't like crystal coffins?

She thought for a few seconds and suddenly realized: "Son, do you want a Transformers coffin?!" Boys and girls have different preferences. If a girl is a girl, she will definitely be willing to sleep with her in a dreamy and beautiful crystal coffin.

An Zimo rolled his eyes and gnawed on the remaining bread with a heavy expression.

This is not a matter between men and women at all. Who the hell sells crystal coffins in a coffin shop? You really think you are a Western vampire, and your coffins must be inlaid with gold-rimmed inverted crosses.

funny.

An Xiang couldn't wait to call the owner of the coffin shop. The first thing the other person said was: "Hello, I'm An Xiang who lives in the suburbs. Do you remember me?"

Her eyes were bright: "I want to make a custom-made crystal coffin. Do you have one?"

"beep--"

A long blind tone.

An Xiang fell into deep thought as the phone was hung up.

Tsk. It’s strange to be talented.

An was determined to call her again, but the other party had already blacklisted her.

An thought: "..." Lost, sad, and aggrieved.

She quickly cheered up.

Rather than buying a crystal coffin, finding a house is the top priority.

The demolition office asked her to move out within a month. An wanted to prepare to pack her things and leave today. She would live with her son in a milk tea shop for the next few days and look for a house nearby while working. This would save time and effort, and she would not have to let her go again.

My son was also affected.

Ignore the furniture for now, all she wants to take is a few changes of clothes and daily necessities, and she will move all the usable things there when she finds a house.

In addition, the two tenants must be notified.

Those two people are both up owners engaged in the live broadcast industry. They live here because they are afraid of being disturbed. They are kind and easy to talk to. An Xiang received a reply from the other party immediately after the WeChat notification. They expected to move out within half a month.

All preparations were completed. An Xiang checked the house carefully and made sure nothing was missing, then turned around and left with An Zimo.

Compared to An Xiang, An Zimo was much more positive about moving out.

He had already had enough of this hellish abode and wished he could get out of here as soon as possible.

An Zimo doesn't carry many things, a small schoolbag can be filled.

He wore a sunhat on his head, a backpack, overalls, and a white shirt on his shoulders. He looked serious but cute.

"Stop dawdling and leave quickly." An Zimo urged impatiently.

An Xiang stood at the door and hesitated, "Do you think we should transport the coffin over?"

"Are you kidding me?" An Zimo couldn't bear it anymore, "There is so little space in a milk tea shop, where are you going to put your coffin? On my head?!"

……makes sense.

An's idea of ​​bringing a coffin was abandoned.

**

The two of them went back to the milk tea shop first.

She put her luggage by the door and began to think about how to sleep at night.

Her son was small enough to sleep on the sofa, so she made do with it on the floor. Anyway, he slept on the floor when he was little, so his body was not that pretentious.

After a busy morning, the hour hand has pointed to noon.

An Xiang decided to take her son out for dinner first and then go to the real estate agency to check it out in the afternoon.

After making up her mind, she led An Zimo downstairs, found a random restaurant and walked in.

It was time for students to get out of school, and the small Chinese restaurant was already full of people.

The voices were chaotic, the footsteps were hurried, and it was full of fireworks.

It took a long time to wait for the food to be served. An wanted to download a house-hunting app on her mobile phone. She lowered her head and slowly slid her fingertips on the screen.

The housing prices near Rainbow Kindergarten are higher than An Xiang imagined, and her demolition money may be...completely insufficient.

The more An Xiang looked at it, the more tired she became, and she couldn't stop sighing.

"Sister Anxiang!"

The sudden appearance of the boy's voice suddenly frightened An Xiang.

She hurriedly raised her head and stared blankly at the face in front of her: "Pei Chen?"

"Hey, what a coincidence." Pei Chen smiled brightly and shamelessly squeezed in next to An Zimo, "Are you guys coming here to eat too?"

"Hmm." An wanted to turn off the screen, but was very surprised, "You don't want to go to class?"

"I went out to eat. I'm tired of the food in the school cafeteria. Our school is across from the snack street, not far away." Pei Chen put his chin on one hand and lowered his eyes, "I just saw you looking for a house. Sister Anxiang is ready."

Moving?"

She smiled sheepishly, scratched her face and said: "The place where I live may be demolished, so I plan to buy a house here. It will be convenient for Mo Mo to go to school when he settles down." But the idea seemed too naive, how could it be so?

It is easy to buy a cheap and suitable house.

If it doesn't work, close the milk tea shop and renovate it into a residence. As for the demolition money, save all the money for future living.

Pei Chen caught the distress in An Xiang's expression at a glance, his eyes lit up, and he immediately felt that he had an opportunity.

"Sister An Xiang, my... friend has a few houses there. If you don't mind, I can give them to..." Before he could finish the word of sending, the next words were forcefully swallowed.

Judging from An Xiang's character, he would definitely not accept a house as a gift.

Pei Chen hurriedly changed his words, "I can ask my friend to sell it to you."

The Pei family is rich and has houses and villas all over the world.

On his last birthday, Pei Yizhou generously gave him a building in the community opposite the kindergarten. Sometimes he would live there if he was too lazy to go home.

As the old saying goes, those who are near the water first get the moon. When he arranges his sweetheart to the opposite side, isn't a sweet love within his reach?

Pei Chen opened his eyes and daydreamed about the blue sky.

An Zimo glanced at him sideways and suddenly said: "Will your friend agree?"

After the words fell, Pei Chen's smile stiffened.

The friend he called Grandpa would probably, 80%, probably agree...

"It's okay." Pei Chen was simple-minded and quickly put aside his worries, "I'll go back and discuss it with my friend. Sister Anxiang, just wait for my good news."

After saying that, he didn't eat anymore. He picked up his schoolbag and rushed out of the snack bar. His tall and straight figure disappeared in the crowd in the blink of an eye.

Stupid.

An Zimo secretly sarcastically took a small sip of the soup with a small spoon.

An Xiang scratched his head in confusion and couldn't help but sigh at his back: "Pei Chen has so many friends."

"..."

An Zimo Mo Ran, this is also a fool.

***

Pei Chen rushed to Huaxing Company in a hurry, but Secretary Zhao did not dare to stop him and allowed him to rush into the chairman's office.

"Master——!"

Before anyone arrives, the sound comes first.

Pei Yizhou, who was having a conference call, his voice faltered and he glanced at Pei Chen warningly.

He immediately became quiet, held his head high, held his legs together, and stood obediently in front of the table.

"The construction drawings in the new area are not perfect yet. Let Xiao Li and the others work overtime to revise them. I will get it next week." He tapped the Bluetooth headset. "This is for today. If you have any questions, please contact me directly."

When the meeting ended, Pei Yizhou took off his headphones.

He slowly pinned the slipped cuffs again, put his hands on the keyboard, and tapped away.

"Grandpa." Pei Chen knew that this man was busy and didn't want to be verbose. He just said what he wanted to say, "Can I sell a house with a beautiful view of the country?"

Pei Yizhou frowned slightly and raised his eyes instantly: "Selling the house?"

Pei Chen blinked his eyes in panic, "Sell it to my friend. Their house is going to be demolished and they can't find a house for a while. Besides... Lijing Jiangshan is also close to our school, so we can still keep company every day."

"Fart." Pei Yizhou said two words with a cold face and thin lips.

Pei Chen was stunned for a moment, then said: "Please don't use bad words, I'm still underage."

He typed the last period, carefully saved the document, closed the computer with a snap, and said with a piercing look: "Please tell me carefully who you want to sell your house to."

Pei Chen never changed his words: "Friends."

Pei Yizhou asked: "How much do you plan to sell it for?"

Pei Chen had no concept of money since he was a child. He closed his eyes and pondered for a long time, then tentatively said a number: "Three, three million?"

Pei Yizhou smiled.

Laughed in anger.

He lazily leaned back on the soft office chair, crossed his hands together, rubbed his fingertips back and forth, and said with a strong sense of ridicule: "Pei Chen, I think you are really out of your mind. The houses in Lijing Jiangshan were even worse when the real estate industry was at its worst.

It can be sold for 100,000 square meters, and now you want to sell it to someone else for 3 million?"

Lijing Jiangshan now belongs to the school district, and it is the best in terms of location and location. The house prices are rising again and again, and ordinary people cannot afford to live there.

As a result, he wanted to sell it to others for only three million. This is not because he is out of his mind.

Pei Chen lowered his head and did not dare to speak.

"What kind of woman can bewitch you like this?"

Pei Chen's voice was buzzing: "Beautiful... beautiful woman."

Pei Yizhou was speechless.

He knew that Pei Chen's appearance was serious, but he didn't expect it to reach this level.

"I heard that she is divorced and has children?"

Pei Chen quickly corrected him: "There is no divorce! Master, please stop talking nonsense!"

Pei Yizhou: "..."

This guy is interested in a person/wife!?

Want to be a third party at a young age? Freedom in love is not such a free law.

Pei Yizhou felt a throbbing pain in his temple, and couldn't help but press it hard with his fingertips, which was relieved.

He let go for a moment and looked at Pei Chen again: "Let's do this. You ask this girl out and I'll talk to her alone."

This sentence was so sudden that Pei Chen had to doubt his purpose, and he suddenly looked wary: "What are you going to do? You don't want to give her five million to make her leave me, do you? I tell you it's impossible! This kind of thing is impossible.

Don’t even think about it!”

"..." He paused, and suddenly thought of something, and said, "...Did you buy those novels about overbearing presidents hidden in my study?"

grass!

Found!

Pei Chen suppressed his blush and dared not say a word.

"Don't worry, even if our family has a lot of money, we won't throw checks around." Pei Yizhou was not interested in his grandson's personal hobbies. He spoke every word in a low voice, "I just want to know if this lady is worth it, and if she really has anything.

Of course I won't be stingy when it comes to difficulties." The man lowered his eyes, his expression unchanged even when telling lies.

Pei Chen is too naive, and to put it mildly, he is stupid.

Pei Yizhou would not restrict children's freedom most of the time, but if someone really wanted to take advantage of him or deceive him, as an elder, he would not sit idly by and ignore it.

What kind of woman, and what kind of methods can be used to charm a silly great-grandson like this?

Not divorced yet, still raising children.
Chapter completed!