Transmigrated & Triumphant: Defying Destiny's Chosen One-Chapter 572 - 68: Deciding to Move!_3

The God of Wealth is still waiting for my brother at home!

Upon suddenly hearing this news, Chen Changhai almost laughed so hard he fell over.

He patted his chest, "Don’t worry, the task you’ve given me will absolutely be completed."

...

These days, although there’s no such thing as private business, in terms of real estate, it’s just like privately selling jobs, there are still procedures to follow.

Besides, in Beijing, the old Imperial City, with so many people and such a big place, whether you want a big courtyard or a residential building, he can arrange it all.

Chen Changhai inquired, "Do you want something as big as our current courtyard?"

Da Dan, hearing his familiar tone, couldn’t help but glance at him. Chu River didn’t mind; he pondered for a moment and modestly said, "Anyway, it can’t be smaller than this courtyard."

Chen Changhai gasped.

The God of Wealth’s modesty didn’t count as modest at all.

Looking again at the God of Wealth’s courtyard, he had been inside the house once. The area wasn’t large, just about 150 square meters. But with the front and back courtyards combined, the house must be at least 500 square meters.

Such a large courtyard beneath the Imperial City in Beijing, these are old houses that were confiscated and taken over!

For other units and old courtyards, he might be able to come up with some way. But for something like this, want to buy or sell? That’s unthinkable, there’s no way to get documentation.

All were confiscated in those days, and who knows where the original owners were sent. Now, when housing is allocated, it’s uncertain how many families live in each courtyard!

There’s no way to do it, no way.

After thinking for a while, he asked, "Not under the Imperial City, a bit further out, if we build our own large courtyard or buy someone else’s large courtyard, would that work for you?"

If it’s a bit further away in the suburbs or a county town, he can naturally manage to get some land or directly buy that large courtyard.

Chu River looked around at the surroundings, giving him a look full of meaning:

"Isn’t this place remote enough for us!"

How far can you get from the center of Beijing?

That’s true.

Chen Changhai pondered: "Alright."

With that word, he could arrange everything next.

Quickly packing up, he had already decided to handle this personally— it must be done as soon as possible, at least before the kids start school. Otherwise, the connections needed when school starts, and if delayed, it could really affect their business, and the losses would be too great.

Chu River didn’t understand Chen Changhai’s urgency; she just wistfully looked at this courtyard:

"Ah, I really wish I could dig up the land and take it with us!"

This was a nice courtyard nurtured by the kids over the years, with things like wood ashes and bones buried underneath. No wonder the vegetable patch was growing so well!

Da Dan thought for a bit:

"Aunt, I feel like Uncle Chen is pretty reliable, he said he could get it done within two months, so we’ll definitely be able to move before school starts."

"During this time, I’ll hurry to clean up the vegetable garden. The vegetables can’t be wasted; we should pickle, dry, or consume them all."

"Aunt, maybe you can also think about whether this courtyard should be returned to the army directly or what?"

We’ll need to come up with some explanation for giving it back. After all, the house has been repaired, and all the furniture like beds have been left here, carefully crafted by carpenters.

And that well, digging that well cost quite a few hundred!

And this road...

The more I think about it, the harder it is to let go.

The little stones in the courtyard were paved by Da Dan bit by bit!

Even Gu Ping realized and threw the coal briquette in his hand to the ground:

"If you’d told me earlier we’d be leaving in summer, I wouldn’t have messed with coal briquettes!"

At that time, there were no honeycomb briquettes, only coal briquettes made from crushed coal slag mixed with yellow mud. Every household basically made them by themselves, placed in small stoves, cheap, durable, and convenient.

Gu Ping has been doing it for several years!

"When we get to Beijing, will we have electric lights?"

Chu River nodded, "We’ll definitely have them."

This is a military district, Shi Suifeng’s income levels are known to everyone.

Everyday life can be low-key in this remote place, but once electric lights are connected, it would be too conspicuous.

At last, we can look forward to it—

Upstairs and downstairs, electric lights and telephones.

...

We can’t sit still anymore.

"Aunt, if we bring too much luggage, how do we take the sewing machine with us?"

Chu River waved her hand, "Don’t worry, we’re not sending years of stuff flying out. Chen Changhai has a way to get in touch with the transport team. At that time, arrangements will be made privately for them to take us all the way to Beijing — you can bring the sewing machine if you want."

"Home is poor, but the journey should be rich."

With those words, even Da Dan stopped packing his pickled vegetables and went straight to the kitchen to check his jars — after all, none of these things should be left behind.