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Chapter 171 Why Not Buy a House?
After Qin Weilian disappeared, Li Hongmei and Zhang Jianguo planned to head south again.

There's an east wind blowing from the south now, and they can take advantage of that wind to fly even further.

With their biggest threat gone, they naturally wanted to try again.

Before leaving, Zhang Jianguo and Li Hongmei treated An Min and Liang Yi to a meal at a state-run restaurant.

The state-run restaurant was bustling with activity. It was lunchtime, and every table was full. The air was filled with the aroma of stir-fried dishes and the lively conversations of the people.

Zhang Jianguo raised his glass, which contained locally produced rice wine. His face was slightly flushed, and his voice was somewhat excited.

"Sister An, Brother Liang, this glass of wine is a toast from Hongmei and me! We won't say much, our gratitude is all in this drink!"

After saying that, he tilted his head back and drank it all.

If it weren't for Liang Yi and An Min, he and Li Hongmei might already be dead.

This is a life-saving grace; no amount of thanks is too much.

Li Hongmei also raised her glass with a smile, looking more energetic than before: "Yes, it's all thanks to you. If it weren't for your trust, we really wouldn't be confident."

She also took a small sip.

However, Li Hongmei was talking about something else.

After telling Anmin and Liangyi that they were going south, the two decided to use some of their funds to invest in stocks.

Anmin gave them a considerable sum of money, enough for them to use as start-up capital.

Anmin quickly waved her hand; she couldn't drink much alcohol and had only taken a small sip.

"Jianguo, Hongmei, you're too kind. We're happier than anything to see you get back on your feet."

She spoke gently, with the sincerity of an intellectual.

Liang Yi sat beside him, his posture still as straight as when he was in the army.

He smiled, his eyes showing composure and trust that came from weathering storms.

“Jianguo is enterprising, and Hongmei is reliable. We have no worries about you two working together. That little bit of money is just sitting in our hands. It’s worth it to help you get started.”

Anmin doesn't know how to do business, but there are many things left by her mother in the space.

She is indeed enterprising, but she is also afraid of losing everything, so she might as well find someone who knows business.

You can hand over your money to someone else and not have to worry about managing it yourself.

Li Hongmei's relationship with them is now quite good.

Who would have thought that the two sides, who were once at odds, could now become good friends?

"Brother Liang, Sister An, don't worry!"

Zhang Jianguo put down his wine glass, his tone resolute.

“We keep track of every penny and will definitely live up to your trust. There are many opportunities in the south now, and the policies have loosened. We’ll start with our old business and then expand when we find the right opportunity.”

"Correct."

Li Hongmei picked up the conversation and added meticulously, "We've already planned everything. Once we arrive, we'll find a place to settle down and find out the market conditions. We won't be wandering around blindly like before."

Having experienced Qin Weilian's ordeal, they have clearly matured a lot.

Anmin felt a warmth in her heart as she looked at the couple who had rekindled their hope.

She picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks and put it in Li Hongmei's bowl: "Nothing else matters. You two should take care of each other and be careful. If you encounter any difficulties, write a letter or call back. Don't try to tough it out on yourselves."

"Don't worry, Sister An,"

Li Hongmei nodded: "We've learned from our mistakes, and we know what's going on now."

Liang Yi picked up the bottle and poured some more for Zhang Jianguo and himself: "The wind is strong in the south, so let's take advantage of this and work hard. But remember to keep your feet on the ground. If you need any support, just ask."

After all, they are partners now, so helping them is also helping yourself.

The four cups clinked together again, making a crisp sound.

Amidst the clamor of voices around them, their table was filled with anticipation for the future.

After finishing their meal, Zhang Jianguo insisted on paying the bill.

As they stepped outside, the southern evening breeze felt warm on their faces. Standing at the restaurant entrance, Zhang Jianguo and Li Hongmei waved vigorously at An Min and Liang Yi.

"Sister An, Brother Liang, wait for our good news!"

An Min and Liang Yi waved as they watched their figures disappear into the bustling crowd, heading towards the train station.

After Zhang Jianguo and Li Hongmei went south, they did not write to them for several months.

Although Anmin was worried, Liang Yi said that no news was the best news.

Anmin thought about it and realized it made sense, so she continued to immerse herself in life.

As time went by, Si'an and Shouye gradually grew up.

The two children don't need anyone to look after them now. Anmin goes to work in the morning, and they stay at home quietly reading.

Those books were early learning books that Anmin specially bought for the children.

They are all drawn by little people, and even a teenager can understand them perfectly.

The two children are very well-behaved and won't climb out of the house.

Sister Wang would come to visit once in between, and Anmin would cook for them when she came back from get off work at noon.

However, as the child grows up, a problem arises.

Their house has only one bedroom.

Time flies, and it passes by in a flash.

Si'an and Shouye were like saplings growing taller, changing every day, and before they knew it, they had reached the age where they needed to sleep in separate rooms.

The family of four still lives in this tenement building.

What once seemed like a spacious and bright home has become cramped as the children have grown up.

The biggest problem is the bedroom.

Si'an is a girl and Shouye is a boy. They could squeeze into one bed when they were little, but they can't make do anymore.

Shouye was always made to sleep on a makeshift bed set up in the corner of the living room, which was not a long-term solution.

One evening, Anmin looked at her daughter flipping through a comic book under the lamp, then at her son playing with toys on the small bed in the living room, and gently nudged Liang Yi, who was looking at documents.

“Old Liang, look… the kids are all grown up now, and it’s not good for Shouye to always sleep in the living room. Shouldn’t we… think of a way to move to a bigger house?”

Liang Yi looked up from the blueprints, adjusted his glasses, and glanced around at the home that bore the marks of their lives.

The walls were a bit yellowed and the furniture looked old, but the place was clean and cozy.

He understood his wife's thoughts and sighed.

"Yes, it's time to change. It's just that it's getting harder and harder for companies to allocate housing these days, and there's a long queue of people waiting to get one. There are commercial apartments available outside, but the prices are..."

He paused and said no more.

Although he and Anmin have stable jobs and their income has been gradually increasing year by year, it is still quite a burden to move to a more spacious house with only their salary savings.

There are mountains of gold and silver in the space, but how to get them out is another problem.

Without a legitimate reason, I'm afraid I'll be reported for embezzlement and bribery.

"When we're free this weekend, shall we go take a look? Just to get a feel for the market."

Anmin suggested that they take the first step and see what happens; if they find something suitable, they could then consider the money.

Liang Yi nodded: "Alright."

Over the next few weekends, whenever they had free time, the two would ride their bicycles around the newly built residential areas in Beijing.

The real estate market is still in its infancy, with few newly built residential communities. Most are three- to five-story slab buildings, but the concept of a three-bedroom, one-living room apartment has already emerged.

They visited several properties, and the bright windows, more rational layout, and separate rooms all appealed to them.

But when they asked about the price, the number made them silently suppress their excitement.

A three-bedroom apartment would almost wipe out all of my savings.

However, if you take into account the things inside the space, it is feasible.