Chapter 31: Not a Family, But Better Than a Family
"I bought this house second-hand, and I didn't renovate it. I just come back to sleep at night anyway."
"He Shu, you will live here from now on. Treat it like your own home. Don't be polite to your uncle."
He Shu was a little embarrassed: "Uncle Zhao, then I will pay you the rent according to the market price?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Qishui became furious and slapped He Shu on the forehead: "Do you know the market price? Don't be so hypocritical. How much money do I owe you?"
Xiao Dong found a piece of watermelon from somewhere and bit into it, until the juice spilled all over the floor.
"Yes, don't be polite to my master, just treat him as your own family."
He Shu couldn't help but laugh. Brother Dong was really rude...
In fact, Zhao Qishui was very happy that He Shu came to live with them. One of them was without a father, and the other couldn't find his son. In particular, Zhao Qishui liked He Shu very much, so the two of them could be considered to be keeping each other company.
He Shu stopped being pretentious and packed his things into his room. After making his bed, he prepared to put the pots and pans in the kitchen.
But he was shocked when he entered the kitchen. He felt that the house was dirty enough when he first entered, but compared with the kitchen, it was indescribable. The water in the sink where the dishes were soaked was stinking...
Looking down, the floor was clearly paved with tiles, but the color was no longer discernible. There was only a path that could be stepped on...
It turns out that they can't live here for free. Seeing this scene, He Shu felt as uncomfortable as if he was being crawled by ants all over.
Xiao Dong said he was hungry and went out to find a restaurant to buy food. Zhao Qishui sat on the gray-black sofa, smoking and taking a rest.
Seeing He Shu putting things back and forth, he told him not to rush to clean up.
How could he not be anxious? If he didn't clean it up, He Shu felt that he couldn't sleep at all, and he still wanted to eat?
He first suppressed his nausea and drained the water from the sink, then scrubbed the pile of pots and pans. The previous glance made He Shu feel uneasy even after he finished.
I boiled another pot of water and scalded it twice. When I opened the closet, I found that the place where the dishes were placed was filled with plastic bags and various unknown seasonings. The smell was indescribable.
There is enough ash in it to make a painting...
So He Shu started to clean everywhere again, pouring basin after basin of dirty water, and finally cleaned up the kitchen and stove.
Xiao Dong's food has been bought, but He Shu hasn't finished cleaning the kitchen yet. You can imagine that it would take a long time for the kitchen to be this dirty.
Especially the wall near the stove was covered with a thick layer of oil smoke, which could not be wiped off...
But He Shu was also hungry. Cleaning Uncle Zhao's kitchen was more tiring than washing the car for a whole day. He had already exhausted all his energy.
Xiao Dong bought three servings of fried noodles, one serving of three fresh vegetables and one serving of braised pork ribs. Zhao Qishui took out two bottles of beer from the beer box on the side of the sofa.
He took out another paper cup and poured one for He Shu.
"Uncle Zhao, I don't drink."
"Just a drink to celebrate your move here."
After hearing what Uncle Zhao said, He Shu did not refuse and raised his glass to clink with Uncle Zhao and Brother Dong.
The two of them drank from the bottle, and He Shu took a small sip. The beer was a little bitter, but after tasting it carefully, it was actually quite delicious (minors should not drink).
After dinner, Xiao Dong returned to the store. There was a place to stay in the store. Xiao Dong usually slept in the inner room and could also watch the door.
Zhao Qishui yawned a few times and saw that it was already past 9 o'clock in the evening. It was rare that he came back early today, so he let He Shu go to bed early and went back to the room.
He Shu went back to deal with the kitchen, then cleaned up the living room, wiping the large surfaces first. When he finished cleaning, he looked at the time and it was almost 11 o'clock.
He originally wanted to take a shower before going to sleep, but he ended up going into the bathroom and staying there for more than an hour before taking a shower...
The next day, Zhao Qishui woke up and went to the toilet with his eyes closed to solve his physiological problems as usual, then washed his face in a daze.
When he opened his eyes again, he was stunned...
Looking around, this doesn't seem to be his toilet.
Zhao Qishui hurried out to look at the living room and was confused again. Is this still his house? The furniture and everything else are very similar, but why has the color changed?
The gray leather sofa has returned to its shiny black color, and there is a clean reflection on the coffee table and the floor.
Zhao Qishui has forgotten what color the tiles on the floor were originally. Were they off-white?
Looking at this drastically changed home, he felt unfamiliar. He had moved in directly after buying this second-hand house and had never cleaned it up.
I gently pushed open the door of He Shu's room. He Shu was sleeping soundly.
Zhao Qishui let out a breath slowly. His home had changed overnight. How long would it take to clean it up?
Thinking of this, Zhao Qishui still felt a little embarrassed despite his old age.
He wanted to help He Shu and give the child a safe place to live and be taken care of, but he didn't expect that someone would clean his house so cleanly.
Zhao Qishui picked up the thin quilt that had fallen on the ground and covered He Shu with it. He didn't call him to get up, but quietly closed the door and left.
He Shu didn't wake up until ten in the morning because he stayed up too late cleaning the house yesterday.
He sat up and took a rest for a while, then he grabbed the watch beside the pillow and looked at it, only to find that it was almost noon.
Today is Sunday and he doesn't have to go to school, but he had originally planned to go to the car wash with Uncle Zhao in the morning.
When I left the room, Uncle Zhao had indeed left.
There was breakfast and a key left on the coffee table.
He Shu called Zhao Qishui, but the man on the other end might be busy, so he picked up the phone after a while.
"Uncle Zhao, is the store busy?"
"Not busy." Zhao Qishui's voice came over: "What time did you go to bed last night?"
"I didn't watch it either, haha."
"I'm not busy today. Sleep a little longer and come over for lunch at noon."
"Then I'll cook lunch and send it to you and Brother Dong."
"Oh, no, no, just go back to sleep. Just buy something ready-made."
Zhao Qishui hung up the phone after he finished speaking and continued to instruct Xiao Dong to repair the car. He Shu thought about it and did not continue to sleep. Instead, he cleaned up the corners that he had not cleaned up yesterday.
Then I washed all the dirty clothes that had accumulated in Uncle Zhao's room.
When He Shu went to the car wash at noon, Xiao Dong had already bought food from the small restaurant next door.
When they heard that He Shu moved in with his boss, Aunt Liu and the others thought that was great.
Then everyone started talking about demolition compensation.
Having heard of too many stories of people getting rich through demolition, Aunt Liu and the others all said with a smile that they envied He Shu.
Once the old building is demolished, even if a new house is not given, at least several hundred thousand yuan will be paid. The specific amount depends on Danhe’s current policy.
He Shu didn't quite understand these things, but fortunately these uncles and aunts knew a lot.
Zhao Qishui asked He Shu for the phone number on the notice and called directly to inquire. The other party only said that because it was an emergency evacuation measure for the personal safety of the residents of that building, the building was not originally in the plan, so the compensation plan had not yet come out.
However, it also states that there will definitely be subsidies for resettlement and moving expenses, so residents do not need to worry and can move out as soon as possible.
After the call, Zhao Qishui also told He Shu not to worry, and that he would go with him when the time came to collect the demolition compensation.
He Shu nodded. These uncles and aunts were like his relatives now. They would help him consider everything no matter what happened.
It was great to have He Shu regain the feeling of having someone to rely on...
