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Reborn at Thirty-Eight

Chapter: 8

Want to buy.

Jiang Qin couldn’t help drooling when he looked at this old neighborhood.

But now there is a very serious problem, that is, he has no money at all.

How much money can a graduate who has just finished the college entrance examination have in his hand? There is money to buy ice cream, but don’t even think about buying a house.

Jiang Qin felt a little regretful. He always felt that countless small coins rolled past him and finally disappeared without a trace.

He really didn’t have the ability to raise an initial amount of capital in a short amount of time, so there was very little he could do.

It is unrealistic to buy a house or land, and there is no capital to invest in stocks.

This is the disadvantage of not having a system. The disadvantage is that even if you have many good ideas in your mind, it is difficult to take the first step without money.

Did I have a fake birth?

At this moment, Jiang Qin suddenly saw a bus parked on the roadside in front of him. Chu Siqi got off the bus, her floral dress swaying in the wind.

She saw Jiang Qin as soon as she got off the car. Her expression was surprised at first, then she hummed and raised her head, as if she was waiting for something.

But what she didn’t expect was that Jiang Qin just nodded politely, glanced reluctantly at the community opposite, and then rode away from the street.

The breeze lifted a corner of my skirt, leaving only endless shock and confusion under the bus stop sign.

After leaving the bustling community, Jiang Qin went straight to his home.

A three-bedroom apartment of 120 square meters, with the living room on the left and the kitchen on the right, holds almost all of Jiang Qin’s beautiful memories.

My biological mother, Ms. Yuan Youqin, was cooking in an apron. She was chopping on the cutting board as loudly as possible. It sounded like meat dishes, the kind with bones in them.

My father, Jiang Zhenghong, was sitting on the sofa reading the newspaper, humming “Clouds of Hometown” in his mouth, and his slippers were dangling on his toes.

Feeling this familiar warmth, Jiang Qin couldn’t help but sigh.

After drifting for many years, I am actually still a rootless duckweed. The roots that support me are here, so this is a home that cannot be replaced anywhere.

Especially seeing my parents suddenly young, it feels really amazing.

“Dad, is this young body okay to use?”

Jiang Zhenghong narrowed his eyes and glanced at him inexplicably: “What nonsense are you talking about? Are you done with the exam?”

Ms. Yuan Youqin also poked her head out of the kitchen: “How are you doing, are you sure?”

“One foot has already entered the door to the point.”

“You brat, what you said is so true, is it true?” Ms. Yuan Youqin looked at him with some suspicion.

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