Chapter 149 Seventh uncle, my model son-in-law(1/2)
"In the row of back rooms, the middle room is for you."
Huo Bingshen took Si Ruhua's wrist and came to the backyard.
Si Ruhua was shocked, the room in the middle?
Isn’t that the room with the best lighting and the warmest room in winter?
Winter in Kyoto is not that cold!
In a large courtyard house like this, the warmest rooms in the winter are precisely the rooms enclosed in the middle.
Those on both sides will be devastated by sand, dust, freezing temperatures, strong winds, etc. It’s extremely cold!
Some wealthy families will deliberately build a row of houses at the back that are higher than the ones in the front, just to block the wind.
However, Si Ruhua was a person who grew up being held in the palm of his hand since he was a child, and he had never felt inferiority complex.
The self-confidence in my bones has naturally turned into a burst of arrogance.
As long as there are no issues of principle involved in giving things to others, do not reject them pretentiously.
In Si Ruhua's mind, since this was a staff dormitory, she would accept the best room available to her.
If you are willing to give it, I deserve it.
If she has that kind of self-confidence, if she becomes famous in the future, she will let the company see her own value.
She is noble, but she is not mean-spirited. When the film and television company signed her contract, they were determined to make money.
A win-win situation, this is normal and should be done.
Si Ruhua pushed the door open and walked in. It turned out to be a small one-bedroom and one-living room that had been specially separated.
The living room is relatively large, and the furniture is all old stuff. The only eye-catching thing is an olive green fabric three-seat sofa.
The backrest is covered with three pieces of white lace cloth in a diamond shape, which is visually triangular, very much in the style of this era.
Even the coffee table in front of the sofa seems to be an old object. It seems to be rosewood?
On the right is a bedroom with bead curtains.
Si Ruhua went in and took a look. It was a small rectangular kang, about 1.8 meters deep and less than three meters long.
There is a low-legged table on the Kang, which is half new and old, and looks like an old red sandalwood object.
Si Ruhua was wondering why they were all old things.
Then I thought about it, maybe I smashed it before and burned the rest.
This courtyard house was very large, and Si Ruhua could probably guess that the previous owner was not only rich, but also noble.
I just don’t know who Huo Bingshen bought it from.
If we are people from later generations, just seeing this courtyard house, we will exclaim:
Damn it! One billion!
Or, shit! This is intangible cultural heritage!
When I see the old objects in the house again, I will exclaim:
Damn! Ten million for one piece!
But to ordinary people in this era, these things are worthless.
It's just a remnant of the feudal class.
Si Ruhua didn't think too much, so he settled here with peace of mind and said:
"It's pretty good, I like it."
Huo Bingshen got angry again and said, "That's a must! It doesn't matter who did it for you!"
This house was built by him himself.
The furniture in the house was all moved from his house next door.
"Thank you." Si Ruhua thanked him, threw his bag on the sofa, and said: www.bǐqυgetν.℃ǒm
"I've been running all day. I'm tired and want to rest. Mr. Huo, please come back!"
With that said, he pushed him out.
Huo Bingshen:...you little heartless one!
…
five minutes later.
Si Ruhua stood by the pool at the door, washing her face with cold water.
During the Mengqiu season in Kyoto, it’s quite cold both morning and night.
Especially these days, the global temperature has not yet risen, there are not many high-rise buildings, and the city is not busy with traffic.
Therefore, the temperature is about ten degrees in the morning and at night.
Washing your face with cold water directly like Si Ruhua does is still a bit sour.
Although she said she would stay here today, she didn't bring anything with her, so she would settle for now and pick it up tomorrow.
This is within the second ring road, too far away from the suburb where she rents!
If she really had to go back, she would have to change several buses on the way, and she might not be able to catch the last one.
Who said there are no buses in the suburbs at night?
Suddenly, a snow-white towel appeared in his sight.
"Thank you!" Si Ruhua thought he was an artist from the same company, so he took it and thanked him.
"You're welcome, there are also toothpaste and toothbrushes, soap and shampoo, and Pechoin's facial oil..."
"Huo Bingshen!" Si Ruhua was startled, straightened up and turned around, only to see——
The beautiful year in the sunset has changed into comfortable home clothes.
Huo Bingshen took off his motorcycle leather jacket and put on a loose off-white thick-line sweater, showing two rows of big white teeth and smiling.
She is quite good-looking, with neat teeth, as if braided.
He must have just washed up and his hair is still semi-dry.
Without the hair wax used to show off when going out, the short hair with bangs covered is smooth and well-behaved.
He looks completely different from the stinky fart he looked like during the day.
"Why are you here?" Si Ruhua looked him up and down warily.
"I live here too!" Huo Bingshen said matter-of-factly.
"You, don't you live in the front?" Si Ruhua thought to herself. According to the traditional courtyard house order, the owner usually lives in the main house in the middle.
"The main room in front is the office area, and the east and west wings are the offices of several artists. Yours is also there. How can I live in the front?"
Huo Bingshen said nonsense seriously:
"There are dormitories at the back, so we all live in dormitories, right?"
Si Ruhua's intuition was not quite right, but it seemed that the reason was quite seamless.
She then thought about it, there were almost ten back rooms anyway, and there were two wing rooms on the left and right sides.
There must be a lot of people living here, and she is not afraid of what Huo Bingshen will do to her.
A room in a traditional courtyard house does not mean the same thing as what Si Ruhua calls a room now.
The traditional so-called room is actually an area with four pillars.
Therefore, even if this was once the prince's residence, there were only five rooms, that is, twenty pillars, plus side rooms on the left and right sides.
Nine is exclusive to emperors. No one dares to use this number in their mansion.
Si Ruhua said there are almost ten rooms. In fact, Huo Bingshen re-planned the house here and divided it into thirteen rooms.
Of course, what she didn't know was that Huo Bingshen occupied the entire back room by himself!
Every room has his collection of goodies!
…
Song Tianfu is still very reliable.
On October 3rd, Si Chen finally contracted an electrical appliance store from the Commerce Bureau!
The electrical appliances specialty store in Yuanmeng County these days is right next door to the county department store.
There is only one floor, a huge tile-roofed house, 500 square meters!
There is a huge plaque hanging at the door, with red letters on a white background, which reads:
State-owned Yuanzhou Electric Vehicle Dealer
Bicycle dealership refers to bicycles.
To be continued...