After rebirth, she first killed the book thief, and she was busy writing articles to save people

Chapter 324 "Dream Room"?

"You guys watch first, I'm going to go outside to smoke a cigarette."

After saying that, Lao He walked out of the house, leaving the space to them.

Mo Songru was the happiest among the three, because this house was very spacious and the lighting was even better than the previous house which seemed to have been swept by a flood.

She came out of the master bedroom, unable to contain her joy, with a look on her face that said "This room is mine."

"This bedroom faces south, and the window faces the community. It's quiet, and you can see lush greenery. It's perfect for recording videos."

The remaining two secondary bedrooms are also square and have windows.

The whole house was bright and quiet, as if it had been sleeping here for a long time, just waiting for their arrival.

Xin Zhiping, who was shocked by the strange-looking houses just now, praised them for a rare moment: "This house looks like a place for people to live."

"Yes. And I also like this decoration. It is the very popular Nordic minimalist style. It will be very good for shooting videos."

The three of them came out of the bedroom and looked at the kitchen and bathroom.

Even the bathroom is quite square, with dry and wet areas separated: you can take a shower inside and wash your hands outside, and there is also a washing machine.

Not to mention the kitchen.

Unlike the narrow or open kitchens I've seen before, this kitchen can accommodate three people at the same time. There is a folding table next to the wall, which can be used for dining alone and preparing food.

From the tiles to the stove, everything is pure white, it's so comfortable to look at.

"Living here, I can also cross over and challenge myself as a food blogger."

Mo Songru's fingers lingered on the clean countertop, and he had already begun discussing with Xin Zhiping where to place the oven, microwave oven, rice cooker, and juicer.

Jiang Baige followed behind them and didn't say much.

The more they liked the house, the more worried Jiang Baige became. Besides worry, she also felt a little regretful.

Because this house looks really nice.

The three returned to the living room and found that Lao He had finished smoking. He stood at the door, still wearing a mask, but did not come into the house.

Mo Rusong had already let down his guard against him at this time: "Uncle He, why are you standing outside and not coming in?"

"I smell like cigarettes, I'm afraid you guys are not used to it."

He waved his hand, very considerately.

Jiang Baige was suspicious and said deliberately: "If my house was decorated so well, I would definitely not be willing to rent it."

"It was a wedding room, so it was naturally well decorated." Old He's tone was a little regretful, "But man proposes, God disposes. Look, you're lucky... No one has lived in this house since it was renovated."

Jiang Baige deliberately stretched out her hand and fanned it in front of her nose: "When did you renovate this house? Is it still ventilated?"

Old He's expression changed slightly, but soon returned to normal.

"It's been installed for a while... Besides, the house we live in is definitely decorated with the best materials."

Jiang Baige didn't believe this.

She had just taken a careful look at the house. Although it looked like it had everything in place, it was ready for move-in.

But the things I bought were not good.

The bed and wardrobe look like they are made of wood, but they are not solid wood, but veneer. Even if it is particle board, there is no indication of the environmental grade of the board.

The electrical appliances look new, but they are all high-energy-consuming products, with energy efficiency indexes mostly at 3 or 4, let alone 1, even 2 is rare.

The wall paint is also new.

And the floor.

She just took a closer look in the bedroom and it should be laminate flooring - it looks like "wooden flooring", but its environmental level is very different from that of solid wood flooring.

The joints were also very rough. Jiang Baige bent down and smelled it carefully, and there was a pungent smell.

But when I stood up, I didn't notice it anymore.

The room was ventilated and air-conditioned, so it was hard to notice.

Most people would just think that they have made a profit by renting a new house. Obviously, that is what Mo Songru thinks.

She walked up to Lao He and asked, "This house... isn't cheap, is it?"

"Otherwise, how can you say you little girls are lucky?"

Old He became visibly happy, even the wrinkles on his face relaxed, except for the wrinkles around his eyes, which became more distinct because of his smile.

"Since there's no intermediary making that kind of money...if you can finalize the contract today, how about 5,000 yuan?"

Five thousand?

Jiang Baige's jaw almost dropped.

She used to rent a house in Anjing, and a small one-bedroom apartment cost more than 5,000 yuan.

Although this place is much more remote than the house she rented before, it is a large three-bedroom house and it would be unreasonable to pay less than 80,000 or 10,000 yuan for it.

Mo Songru also suspected that he had heard it wrong: "Five thousand? Uncle He, please don't lie to me."

"Shh! Keep your voice down." Old He suddenly became mysterious and said in a voice that only they could hear, "My wife and I are making a bet. Whoever rents out the house first will have to do all the housework for the second half of the year!"

What a good story! Jiang Baige rolled her eyes.

But his words made Mo Songru and Xin Zhiping let down their guard, and the three of them even started chatting about family matters.

It looks like this is the house.

Jiang Baige didn't dare to "wait and see" any longer, for fear that they would sign the contract accidentally.

By then, there would be nothing she could do to save the situation.

"Ouch……"

Jiang Baige covered her forehead, her legs went weak and she fell on Xin Zhiping. She grabbed her arm and barely managed to stand.

"White Dove, what's wrong with you?"

"I don't know either, I just feel a tightness in my chest..." Jiang Baige touched his chest while pulling Xin Zhiping out.

As soon as Xin Zhiping left, Mo Songru also left the house. Lao He followed them to the corridor.

Once outside, Jiang Baige's spirits immediately recovered a lot.

"are you feeling better?"

Jiang Baige nodded: "I don't know if it's because the house was newly renovated and the formaldehyde hasn't completely dissipated... I always feel dizzy."

"Oh, little girl, don't say that."

Old He immediately became anxious. He passed Mo Songru behind him and stood in front of Jiang Baige: "Did you miss lunch? Are you suffering from hypoglycemia?"

"Look at me, I'm so strong, how could I have low blood sugar?" Jiang Baige didn't give him a way out, "I'm very sensitive to many toxic gases. Pingping knows that I'm prone to allergies when the seasons change."

Xin Zhiping nodded, proving her statement.

After this incident, Mo Songru's expression was not as gentle as before: "Uncle He, please don't lie to us."

"Oh, I'm telling you guys..." Old He stomped his feet on the ground a few times, seeming to feel very aggrieved. "It's really hard to be a good person these days. I see it's not easy for you young people to come out and work hard, so I wanted to help you. But you guys don't know how to appreciate a good person."

Jiang Baige’s eyelids jumped: Why are you still cursing?

But just curse as much as you want, as long as this thing can be stopped.

But at this moment, three people came out of the elevator and walked towards them, talking and laughing.

The woman at the front saw Lao He and exclaimed, "Lao He, why are you here?"