From being grandpa

Zhang Ran went downstairs after making the phone call. When he was idle, he happened to see an old man sitting on the edge of the chessboard playing with himself.

"Brother, shall I accompany you to the next game?" Zhang Ran said with a smile.

This is the point of the old community. There are many old people and they know each other, so you can see a group of old men chatting, playing chess, and dancing square dances at any time.

The old man glanced at Zhang Ran, and said angrily, "Who is he called? I can be your grandfather at my age, no big or small."

Obviously the old man's mood is not very good now. It is estimated that he was letting a pigeon go for a game.

Zhang Ran didn't get angry either, he smiled and said, "It's really hard to say, this is my ID. Brother, take a look?"

The old man glanced at Zhang Ran's ID card subconsciously, and was taken aback for a moment, "Born in 1967? Are you 51 now?"

"This is an ID card issued by the country. It should be correct. How old is my brother this year?" Zhang Ran said while sitting down and fiddling with the chessboard.

"Your appearance, by the way, brother, how do you maintain it?" The old man also became interested.

"Naturally, brother, you can't play anymore? I will leave without playing chess." Zhang Ran did not explain.

"Go, let's go." It's rare for someone to accompany him to play chess, and he's still about the same age as him, although it looks very different.

In the next chat with Zhang Ran, the old man completely dispelled some of his remaining doubts, and talked with Zhang Ran about the things of their time. Zhang Ran was not vague at all, and said the top words.

If it weren't for people who had lived in that era, it would be difficult to understand in such detail.

But Zhang Ran also knew why no one played chess with the old man anymore. It was really that the old man's chess was too stinky. The most important thing was that he was old and shameless and liked to regret chess.

"Then what, I just missed it, it doesn't count."

"Oh, my hand shook a bit and I started all over again."

.........

For half an hour, Zhang Ran and the old man didn't finish a game of chess. After that, the old man could regret three moves with a single move. Fortunately, Zhang Ran had a good strength, otherwise he would have left the table long ago.

Even so, when a supercar stopped near Zhang Ran and Zhang Ran saw the people coming down from above, he immediately left the game.

"Brother, I'll play again next time, my nephew will come and pick me up." After saying that, Zhang Ran ran away, really frustrated playing chess with this old man.

"Hey, hey, I finished this game of chess." The old man was a little bit reluctant. It was the first time he saw someone who could play chess with him for such a long time. How could he be willing?

But Zhang Ran quickly came to Meng Mingxuan as if he hadn't heard it.

"Go, hurry up." Zhang Ran urged.

Seeing Zhang Ran as if running away, Meng Mingxuan suddenly became a little curious. After getting in the car, he curiously asked: "Uncle Zhang, what's wrong with you?"

"What else? I met an old rogue." Zhang Ran said grimly.

Seeing Zhang Ran's appearance, Meng Mingxuan didn't ask much, "Uncle Zhang, where are we going now? What are we going to do?"

Zhang Ran said, "Buy a house and see if there are any suitable houses nearby. The house inside the house is a bit small."

"What kind of house are you going to buy? How big? I know that the demons have a luxurious community, why don't you go there and have a look?" Meng Mingxuan said.

From what Zhang Ran said, he also knew that it must be a second-hand house, and it is estimated that the first-hand house cannot wait so long.

Zhang Ran waved his hand and said: "You don't need such a luxurious one, just buy one in a nearby ordinary community."

Meng Mingxuan wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhang Ran, "You can leave other things alone for the time being, just do as I say."

Meng Mingxuan heard Zhang Ran say so, and didn't say anything more. Anyway, what Meng He meant to him was to listen to Zhang Ran's words, not to ask too many questions, and not to make any claims.

As for Zhang Ran's claim that he is not short of money, in Meng Mingxuan's view, it should have left Zhang Ran a lot of money when Meng He left some time ago.

"Then I'll take you to find an intermediary company, now the buying and selling of second-hand houses are all in the intermediary company." Meng Mingxuan said.

He has never bought a second-hand house, or he has never bought a house at all, and he stays in the hotel wherever he goes to play. It is so inconvenient to clean the house.

Zhang Ran nodded and motioned for him to drive.

They didn't go too far, and soon stopped at an intermediary company. Since Meng Mingxuan drove a supercar, someone came out to ask before they walked in.

"Hello two, do you want to see the house?" Meng Xin asked with a smile on his face.

Just now she had just poured a glass of water and saw a supercar parked in front of their store, and immediately put down the water glass and came out to wait.

It just so happened that she also received customers in the store today, so there is no problem of not grabbing customers.

Meng Xin's eyes were mainly on Meng Mingxuan. After all, this guy is a famous brand, and the bracelet and watch on his wrist are very valuable.

As for Zhang Ran, the total amount of clothes does not exceed 1,000 yuan, so in Meng Xin's heart, the most hope is for Meng Mingxuan to buy a house.

But she was disappointed. Zhang Ran said, "I want a second-hand house with an area of ​​140 square meters. It is best to be renovated, but the stay is not long."

Although Meng Xin was a little disappointed, the smile on her face did not change the slightest, "Then you two, please sit down first, and I'll take a look for you."

Meng Xin welcomed them in, and after pouring the water, she sat in front of the computer to search for suitable housing.

"Do you have any requirements for the community?" Meng Xin asked while searching.

Zhang Ran thought for a while and said: "It's best to be a sub-new community. The house is less than ten years old. The property in the community is better and the environment is not bad. For the school district, this is the nearby Fuyuan Primary School.

Zhang Ran also carefully considered the matter of the school district, whether Zhang Xiaotao should be changed to a private aristocratic elementary school.

Now Zhang Xiaotao's Fuyuan Elementary School is just an ordinary elementary school, and there is no advantage in teaching.

Even so, Zhang Xiaotao's elementary school was built by Zhang Sicheng with friends at the time, and he also spent a lot of money.

Zhang Ran actually wanted to help Zhang Xiaotao change his elementary school. After all, you get what you pay for. The teaching resources of aristocratic schools are indeed much better than ordinary schools.

However, Zhang Ran also asked Zhang Xiaotao's opinion. Zhang Xiaotao did not want to change schools, saying that he had good friends here.

In the end, Zhang Ran respected his decision, and it was not too late for Zhang Xiaotao to go to middle school.

Meng Xin searched for listings in accordance with Zhang Ran's requirements, and at the same time asked colleagues here if they had suitable listings.

A colleague walked to her and whispered a few words to her, and then took out a key to her. Meng Xin's eyes lit up after hearing it.