Chapter 771 (1/2)

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Yang Zimei handled the discharge procedures for song Xuan.

Song Xuan also had a set of old courtyard houses in the provincial city.

The Song family has been engaged in antique business for generations and has a lot of assets. Both in the provincial capital and in the capital city, they all have their own private houses.

The Song family's house is in the downtown area, but it is only in a corner. When you open the house door, you can see the small bridge and flowing water. The winding path is deep, which gives people the illusion of whether they were standing in the downtown just now.

”Mr. Song, I didn't expect that you would still have such a big house in a provincial city with an inch of land and an inch of gold. I really envy the dead. If you sell it, it will be worth at least 100 million yuan?”

Yang Zimei exclaimed.

Now, although the price of Guangyuan City is only 61 square meters, but in a few years, it has soared to 60000 square meters.

Such a house with an area of at least one mu is really a luxury, and the location is excellent.

”It's a legacy of our ancestors. It can't be calculated with money unless it's in a dead end.” Song Xuan smiles slightly.

”So it is.”

Yang Zimei holding ripples, Zhenzi pushing Xiaoqian, follow song Xuan in.

”Green plum has always wanted to live here, but she has not come here.” Song Xuan sat down, a little sad.

Yang Zimei didn't know how to comfort him. He only said, ”Mr. Song, everything will be OK. Then, you will live a happy life here with sister Qingmei and xiaopang.”

”Little fat?”

Song Xuan asked her suspiciously, ”who is xiaopang?”

”Your son.” Yang Zimei found that she had made a slip of the tongue. Xiaopang was the name she used to call song Xuan's son in the previous generation. Now that no one else's son was born, she explained, ”I think after he was born, he will be fat and fat, so I call him xiaopang, ha ha.”

”Xiaopang is a good nickname.” Thinking of his son, song Xuan was full of tenderness and melancholy.