Rebirth: He Decides to Lie Flat
Chapter 232 - 232 229 Selling and Buying a House (Three

Chapter 232: Chapter 229 Selling and Buying a House (Three More) Chapter 232: Chapter 229 Selling and Buying a House (Three More) After one night, Yang Dan woke up the next morning and let out a sigh of relief. Good, no nightmares.

Mu Jiawen turned her head and looked at her with complex emotions!

How to put it?

Because she was worried that Yang Dan wouldn’t sleep well, she only went to sleep after Yang Dan had fallen asleep; then, she heard her snoring.

That little snoring sound was all too familiar to her. They shared bunk beds in high school, and at night, when she would wake up from nightmares and was lying there with her eyes open, she would often hear Yang Dan snoring below her.

This person would fall asleep as soon as she hit the bed and did so exceptionally fast—almost instantaneously. Whether she woke up in the middle of the night was unknown, but whenever she happened to wake up, Yang Dan would be sound asleep, snoring away.

Last night, she was initially worried that Yang Dan wouldn’t be able to fall asleep, especially since Yang Dan was nervously looking for so many topics to talk about before bed. But just about ten minutes after they turned off the lights and everything quieted down, she started hearing Yang Dan’s even breathing. Another ten or so minutes later, the snoring sounds began.

Well, that’s good!

After they got dressed and freshened up, they went downstairs, and from the kitchen came the sizzling sounds of frying, along with a drool-worthy fragrance.

Chen Yan walked out of the kitchen and said with a smile, “You two are up? Xiaoyan is frying youtiao, making spicy soup, and there are also water-fried buns.”

All were specialty snacks from Yunzhou, making Yang Dan’s mouth water.

“This is to settle your nerves after last night. Did you sleep well?”

Jiang Yan put a plate of freshly cooked buns on the table and looked up to ask them both.

“Very well, it didn’t affect me at all.”

Mu Jiawen added from the side, “Her sleep was not bad.” It was actually very good.

Seeing that Yang Dan indeed looked well-rested, both Jiang Yan and Chen Yan let out a sigh of relief.

They were really afraid she would be left with some psychological shadow, to the point that Chen Yan even discussed with Yu Feng about consulting a psychologist yesterday evening, but now it seemed unnecessary.

After the youtiao were ready, Yu Heng and Yu Feng also got up one after another and came downstairs.

With the morning’s activities out of the way, Jiang Yan then remembered Old Mr. Lou in the hospital, and Lou Jin, who had almost gotten beaten up yesterday, wondering if he would come to make trouble again today.

It was said that this guy was a gambler. The reason he pressured Old Mr. Lou for money and the house was to pay off his gambling debts.

Five years ago, when Lou Jin got married, Old Mr. Lou bought him a car. But last year, the car was sold. No, not sold—pawned to cover debts. His wife couldn’t stand it and, after causing trouble for over a year, finally divorced him last month.

But Old Mr. Lou still didn’t know about the divorce because as soon as it was finalized, his former daughter-in-law took their three-year-old daughter back to her parents’ home in South City. She had no intention of coming back, so she simply stopped contacting him.

Right after his ex-wife and child left, Lou Jin mortgaged the family house for a loan.

Part of the loan was used to pay off the gambling debts, and the rest was taken back to the gambling dens. However, his luck was terrible. In one night, not only did he lose all the money he brought, he also racked up more than a hundred thousand in debts to the casino.

That’s how gambling is—the more you gamble, the bigger the stakes, the more you lose, the more you try to recoup, and the more you try, the more you lose…

Now, he couldn’t even think about paying off the loan. Chances were he wouldn’t be able to keep the house by next month.

But Uncle Liu didn’t know any of this. It was a childhood friend of Lou Jin’s who grew up with him who came into the computer shop and spilled the beans.

When Jiang Yan arrived, the man was in the middle of a lively conversation, and several of the neighborhood’s nosy uncles and aunties sat around, listening with interest and tut-tutting while they scolded Lou Jin, “Old Liu’s wife’s heart isn’t too good; she had him when she was over thirty, and they both doted on the kid so much… Look what that doting created?”

Seeing Jiang Yan enter, Lou Jin’s childhood friend’s eyes darted around before he smiled and asked, “Xiaojiang, what are you planning to do next?”

Lou Jin had mortgaged his own house and owed the casino over a hundred thousand. He wasn’t going to just let it go; he would undoubtedly keep troubling his father.

And by disturbing his father, he would also make trouble for this garage they had rented out.

After all, the garages in their community could be sold separately, and for a space this size – over twenty square meters – it could easily fetch seventy to eighty thousand.

So, it made sense for Lou Jin to target this garage; at the very least, selling it could help him repay the mortgage loan.

“Planning? What exactly do you mean?”

Jiang Yan gave the other man an impassive glance, bent down to grab a small stool, sat down, and started to sort through the miscellaneous parts in the box.

“Well, you’ll have to lease a new place, of course.”

Although Xiaotie was the one overseeing the shop, the residents of the neighborhood knew full well that the one in charge was this young man who attended Beijing University.

“Business is most vulnerable to disruptions. If Lou Jin comes to make trouble a few more times, how will you and Xiaotie keep running your business? My family also has a garage about the same size as this one; if you’re willing, you can come check it out.”

Jiang Yan smiled. “Thanks, Brother Wang. However, we signed a contract with Uncle Liu when we rented this garage, so even if we decide to terminate the lease, we need to discuss it with Uncle Liu first.”

“You signed a contract? As expected of a Beijing University student, meticulous as always.”

The man smiled and said no further.

After he left, Grandma Li huffed and cautioned Jiang Yan and his brother, “Their garage is just a bare shell, dirty and messy, with no heating to boot. Renting it during the winter is impossible to endure. Don’t listen to him, okay? As long as Old Liu doesn’t agree, his son can’t do anything about this house and garage.”

In the afternoon, they left Dai Lei to watch the shop while the two went to the hospital to visit Uncle Liu.

Jiang Yan was forthright and related his son’s friend’s words exactly as they were to Uncle Liu, watching his face grow increasingly ashen, and sighed, “I tell you this so you can be prepared. Gambling addiction is truly hard to break, and the key issue is your relationship with your son; he won’t listen to you. So, what are your plans for the next step?”

If his son caused trouble a couple more times, Jiang Yan and his partner would definitely move if they found a new place for their shop.

To their surprise, Uncle Liu turned to the younger brother and said, “Keep the property deed and the bankbook safe. When I get out of the hospital…”

As he spoke, Uncle Liu paused, then turned to ask Jiang Yan, “Regarding my house and garage, if you think it’s possible, how about you two buy them?”

Jiang Yan was taken aback; he was still bewildered about Uncle Liu entrusting the property deed and the bankbook to his brother, and now Uncle Liu had sprung the idea of selling the house to them. Wasn’t that a bit sudden?

“Xiaojiang, I know buying my house would mean you won’t have peace for a while. But the old man isn’t mistaken in judging people. You’re not one to shy away from trouble; you won’t be scared of his antics. How about this: I’ll sell it to you for twenty thousand less than the market price, okay?”

Uncle Liu continued, “If the funds you have on hand aren’t enough, no worries. We can sign a contract with monthly payments. My place, including common areas, totals 128 square meters, with three decent-sized bedrooms. After you buy it, rent one room to me. I’ll pay rent at the market rate, and we’ll sign a lease agreement just like with a real estate agency. How about… ten years? Do you think I’ll live another ten years? If so, let’s sign a ten-year lease agreement. How does that sound?”

How are we supposed to respond to that?

Both stood there, dumbfounded, looking at him…