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Chapter 249 The Old Man Loves to Believe in Nonsense
As He Bing said this, He Daqi suddenly remembered something. He followed He Bing downstairs and asked, "Uncle, how did you build this house? It seems that the sound insulation effect is very good. I didn't hear any movement inside when I was at the door just now."

He Bing hurriedly didn't respond to him. He went downstairs, took out the key and ran towards the old Jetta.

He Daqi quickly pulled him towards the motorcade. He didn't want to ride in He Bing's old Jetta. It was so hot that day, and it would probably take at least four or five minutes for the air conditioner in He Bing's old car to start blowing cold air.

After getting on the nanny car, He Daqi asked the same question again.

He Bing got in the car and leaned back comfortably. After cooling off for a while, he replied, "That house was allocated by your aunt's work unit. The same company built and renovated it. They say they use soundproofing materials. It's just too cold in the summer. We have to keep the air conditioner on. Otherwise, if it's 30 degrees outside, it'll be 35 degrees inside. It's not as cool as outside."

"That's great! When I move to a new house, I'll install soundproofing materials. At least I can't hear the kids making noises. It's just like running the air conditioner all the time. I'll just keep it running."

He Bing turned around and looked at him for a moment, then asked curiously, "Are you still moving? Isn't your villa pretty good? It has a yard and a swimming pool. If you're planning on moving again, what kind would you like to move to?"

"I don't care. It's Sister Zhou who wants to change. She thinks the current villa's swimming pool is not good enough, and the yard is too small, and the wall is too low. It would be very troublesome to change these things. Plus, we are both celebrities and don't want to be involved in trouble, so it's better to just move on."

At first, He Bing wanted to teach He Daqi a lesson and tell him not to spend his money like that, but when he heard that it was Zhou Huimin who wanted to make the change, he held back his words.

The fact that Zhou Huimin is rich has basically spread throughout the circle. She has spent hundreds of millions of dollars on investment and just bought a new villa.

The nanny car was parked in front of the courtyard of the villa.

After getting off the car, He Daqi led He Bing to the middle villa.

Just as he was taking out his keys, Tong Liya came in with Reba and Nazha, each holding an ice cream cone. When she saw He Daqi, she called out from behind, "Brother Daqi, are you guys moving back?"

When He Daqi and He Bing turned around, Tong Liya saw He Bing's appearance clearly, and immediately stuck out her tongue and greeted him obediently: "Teacher He."

He Bing nodded and casually asked, "Are you from the Central Academy of Drama?"

"Yes, I'm a sophomore this year."

"Well, study hard." He Bing said perfunctorily, looked at the two little girls following Tong Liya, said nothing else, and turned back.

He Daqi waved cheerfully at the three of them: "How many ice cream cones did you buy? Can you give me one?"

Nazha ran over with a smile, took out two ice cream cones from the bag and handed them to He Daqi, and asked again: "Brother Daqi, are you moving back?"

"No, my uncle may be moving here, so I'll show him the house." He Daqi handed He Bing an ice cream cone, then smiled and touched Nazha's head.

Reba also came over at this time. After hearing what He Daqi said, she and Nazha politely greeted He Bing: "Hello, uncle."

"Um...his too."

At this time, Tong Liya waved and called the two little girls back: "Don't bother Brother Daqi, come back with me, you haven't finished your summer homework yet."

Now, the two little girls' joy immediately disappeared, and they followed Tong Liya to the east villa in a depressed mood.

"Are all the artists in your company ethnic minorities?" He Bing followed He Daqi into the villa while chewing an ice cream cone, and asked as he looked around.

"Not all of them. There are five in total, and four of them are ethnic minorities."

"There's nothing to be taboo about, right? Don't accidentally offend them when you become their neighbor." He Bing asked.

He Daqi stopped, frowned, and thought for a long time before saying, "It seems there is no taboo. They eat whatever they like. Especially the two little ones. Their families often send beef and mutton here. It's really better than ours."

“Is it better than Donglaishun’s?”

"That's incomparable. I'm talking about our local sheep. Aren't the Donglaishun ones also shipped in from outside?"

The two of them walked around the house chatting.

Because the three townhouses share one central air conditioner, even if the middle one is usually unoccupied, the air conditioner is still on all year round.

He Bing paid particular attention to the location of the air outlets in each room. Seeing that most of them were located on the edge of the ceiling, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Are you selling this house?"

He Daqi shook his head. "Just live here. If you're not satisfied, you can move out. Sister Zhou doesn't really like selling real estate. Last time, she told me she wanted to sell the properties she invested in Xiangjiang that she didn't rent out. But when I asked her again, she didn't want to sell them anymore. So I don't even want to ask her about this."

"This house is really nice. Let's go back. I'll go and persuade your aunt to move in as soon as possible. I haven't finished filming over there yet. I'll go back to the crew as soon as I'm done. If the child hadn't cried every day, I would have returned to the crew long ago."

The two of them left the villa. When He Daqi locked the door, he glanced to the east and saw Reba and Nazha poking their little heads over to look at him.

When He Daqi's eyes met, the two little girls screamed and quickly retracted their heads.

"Why did your company sign a contract with this little girl? Just to film a children's drama?" He Bing asked with a smile after getting in the nanny car.

"You don't watch the Spring Festival Gala? They've been on it twice, but they're just young. Otherwise, the entire group's fee for one appearance is quite high. Normally, only the two adults go out for commercial performances. Even so, they still make a lot of money every year. They make more than us anyway."

He Bing was genuinely surprised. He confirmed it again and asked, "Are you sure? It's more than you earn?"

"Yes," He Daqi nodded. "There's really no comparison between actors and singers. Why do singers try to get involved in the entertainment industry when the income gap is so huge? They still want to get a piece of the action," He Bing grumbled.

He Daqi had expressed the same sentiment before, but he just smiled and didn't respond.

When he returned to He Bing's house, He Daqi finally saw his cousin who had just come to the world.

The old lady probably felt that the bedroom was too hot, so she carried the baby out and walked around to comfort him. The little guy slept soundly in the old lady's arms, just in time for He Daqi and He Bing to come in.

"I told you it was hot!" He Bing muttered softly.

After saying that, he went to the bedroom, probably to discuss moving with his wife.

He Daqi came close to the old lady and took a few glances at his cousin, but didn't dare to touch him. The little guy had pink and tender skin, the only flaw was that he had a few small prickly heat rash on his body.

"Grandma, I've discussed this with my uncle and asked him to move to the room where Sister Zhou and I used to live. The exhaust fan there works better and it's much cooler than here."

"Isn't it the air conditioner?" The old lady asked in a low voice in He Daqi's ear for fear of waking up the child.

"No, it's natural ventilation."

He Daqi thought of He Bing's haggard appearance and jokingly fooled the old lady.

……

It was already evening when they returned from He Bing's house. The couple had dinner there before leaving.

As soon as she got home, Zhou's mother curiously asked Zhou Huimin, "How much does Daqi cousin weigh? Is he fat?"

"He looks chubby, but it's just too hot. He's got a rash and he keeps crying all the time."

"Ah? There is no air conditioner in his house?" Zhou's mother asked in surprise.

"It's installed. Daqi's aunt's mother said it's bad for the baby, so she won't let us turn it on."

"Oh, is this true? No, let's turn off the air conditioner."

Zhou Huimin said with a mixture of laughter and tears, "Mommy, you don't believe anything else I explain to you, but how come you believe this? It must be fake. Daqi and his uncle planned to just pull a fast one and move to the villa. They just want to fool the old man because he's too nagging."

After she finished answering, she didn't want to argue with Zhou's mother anymore. She smiled and went over to tease her own children, muttering as she did so: "Whose little babies are you? ... You are Mommy's little babies. Come, let Mommy kiss your cheek."

She hugged each of them and kissed them. Seeing that the children were very happy, she started to kiss them without counting and continued to do so. As a result, the two little ones started to pout in a short while.

Zhou Huimin quickly returned the child to the Filipino maid, and returned to the bedroom with a smile amid her mother's complaints.

Seeing He Daqi sitting in front of the computer intently, she walked over and shook He Daqi: "Stop playing and go to bed early. Don't forget to go to the company tomorrow to watch the finished film with the distribution company."

He Daqi blinked, thinking that he was too engrossed in playing and didn't pay attention to the time, so he looked up at the cartoon clock on the wall, then sighed helplessly.

"It's not even eight o'clock yet!" He Daqi pushed Zhou Huimin aside with disgust.

After a while, Zhou Huimin came over again.

"Daqi, do I look good to you?"

He Daqi said perfunctorily without even turning his head: "It looks good."

"Turn around and take a look!" Zhou Huimin said in a coquettish voice, then poked his face with her finger.

He Daqi turned his head and glanced casually, then turned back. Just as he was about to say something perfunctory, he froze. Then he suddenly turned around, grinning like a pug, and asked with a grin, "Did you buy the stewardess uniform?"

"Dear passenger, I suspect you are carrying dangerous items. Please come with me here so I can check it." Zhou Huimin hooked his chin with her hand and shook He Daqi's head left and right.

"Okay! Okay!" He Daqi didn't bother to care about his teammates anymore and just turned off the computer.

……

the next day.

In the nanny's car.

The couple slept a little late yesterday, so when Liu Ying called them this morning to wake them up, they were yawning.

"Don't fall asleep while watching the movie, you two. If you do, the distribution companies will probably have to think twice about whether to release it or not."

Liu Ying looked back at her listless parents-in-law and couldn't help but give them a reminder.

"I understand. Stop talking. Let me take a nap." Zhou Huimin closed her eyes, leaned on He Daqi's shoulder and waved.

(End of this chapter)