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The house I bought five years ago 1.8 million.

Buying a house is the belief of most families in China, and it is the confidence to accumulate life. In the county town of southern Zhejiang, a middle-aged couple bought a house in debt, but suffered from natural disasters and serious diseases. The family lives in the garage, noodle restaurant and humble house.

I entered my address and the taxi driver stared at the map for a long time. The system shows that there is no road in this community. He asked me, I don't know. He said in surprise, "isn't this your home?" Don't you know? " I smiled. "I am moved, just moved."

In fact, every year of these three years, I don't know where my home will be.

I called my mother, and her voice on the phone was beyond doubt. "No, you tell him, this elevator community, everyone knows! I can't find it. Call him and I'll tell him! "

The driver drove the car to the main road on the edge of the county seat. On the left is the construction site, in the middle is the vegetable field, and on the right is the road leading to the community, but it has not been repaired yet. I quickly handed him the phone again. According to his mother's full command, he crustily skin of head and drove into the vegetable field. In front of him is a path with mud mixed with big stones. I vaguely heard a strange noise from the chassis of the car. In Yu Guangzhong, his face became more and more serious.

We finally saw the concrete floor and came home, almost at the same time relieved.

After getting off the bus, I got into the elevator with my suitcase, but sometimes the elevator is not good: it doesn't close at first, and it creaks as soon as it closes. When I got home, I heard from my mother that she had been locked up more than once. At first, she panicked and her heart rate soared. Now she can calmly call the elevator company to open the door.

When I said this, my mother took me around the house, showed me the white tile floor, the carefully selected wrought iron retro lamp, and glanced at the warm brown-red door frame. The kitchen is in the sunset. Television sets, marble dining tables and wooden chairs were all purchased when the first house was renovated. They ate the ashes from their parents' and friends' warehouses for two years. Now, the new and the old meet here.

Mother smiled. "Don't live unhappy than then? I don't owe money, so this house is my own. "

I know my mother's satisfaction is sincere. This community built next to the high-speed rail has no walls, no property, no greening and entertainment areas. As a relocated house, thanks to the provision that elevators must be installed in buildings with seven floors or above, elevators were installed. But after all, it took her most of her life to find a new place.

My mother bought her first house in the county town in 2007, and she is over 40 years old.

To this end, she and her father have traveled to mines all over the country for more than 20 years. Both parents were born in a village 20 kilometers away from the county seat. There are few people in the family, and they leave home to make a living before they are adults. There are more than 100,000 people engaged in mining in our county, and relatives and friends help each other. Later, my mother also went to the mine and cooked in the canteen of the mine. At the age of 22, my mother met my father who worked as a miner in Guanzhong area, and they fell in love. In the late 1980s, they got married.

When they got married, they failed to get a house from their parents. They walked for many years, and the old house was given to the children who worked in agriculture. Later, my mother mentioned it almost every New Year, "I don't know where to carry my duffel bag when I come back from the New Year, so I sleep in my grandmother's barn at night.

Throughout the year, parents follow mining engineering teams from all over the country, and the iron house where miners live together is their mobile home. I followed them to live in a tin house during the summer vacation in elementary school. There is a wooden bed to sit on, a wooden desk and chair with paint removed, an electric fan and a satellite TV when conditions are good. During the day, my father walked into the mine one kilometer deep with dry food. At night, he came home in the dark, picked up a bucket of water made by his mother in advance, and stood in the bathtub, pouring from top to bottom with a layer of black mud at the bottom.

After several years of hardship, they saved some savings, and my father began to contract mine projects with others. He still goes down with the workers, while his mother is in charge of logistics and miners' wages. It sounds very profitable, but the contracted projects have high investment, slow returns and high risks. They always earn less and lose more.

Because I don't have a house, I went to an expensive boarding school at school and slept at my aunt's house or teacher's house on weekends and holidays. My parents are going home for the Spring Festival, and they have to trouble my aunt again. They piled the boxes, bedding and other sundries at home in a single room and made a bed of one meter and five meters. My family of three huddled here for the night.

Buying a house has always been a worry for parents. Around 2007, they saved more than 400 thousand. It's a pity that my father took out more than 200,000 mines to invest in friends, which is considered as "shareholding". Finally, the money was gone. With the development and expansion of the county to the south, house prices have risen year after year, and the average price of second-hand houses in the old district of the central county has exceeded 5,000 yuan/square meter. My mother is not at ease and won't buy it again. I'm afraid she'll never get a chance to buy a house in her life.

But my mother is waiting for another chance. After the village at the southernmost tip of the county was demolished, a relocation housing community was built. Villagers who used to live here can get two or three houses and register them for sale. 45./kloc-a new house of 0/10,000 square meters is the cheapest house in the county.

She is determined to borrow money to buy a house here. To this end, she and her father began a long quarrel. Father's idea is more practical, and the rest of the family's money needs to be invested in mining projects. All the money for buying a house has been spent. What mine are you contracting? Want to buy a house, but also owe hundreds of thousands of debts. What can you repay?

After half a year, my father gave in. My mother paid for the house as she wished, but the money for the decoration has not yet been settled. The new house with three bedrooms and two halls, with cement on the wall, tiles on the ground and water and electricity, is so empty that they can continue to go out and "do projects".

But soon, the new house came in handy, like a humble nest, catching my mother's heavy fall.

In May 2008, my parents were in western Sichuan. In the earthquake, they left all their belongings and ran downstairs to live in temporary tents. After two or three days, seeing that the situation was safe, the villagers returned to the building one after another to facilitate cooking. However, a strong aftershock struck, and my mother hurried downstairs in confusion. When she fell, her knee hit the steps and her patella shattered.

My mother had a wire fixation operation in the local hospital, and my father took care of her. After leaving the hospital, they decided to go back to the county to recuperate.

They kept all this from me. When I came home from school in the summer vacation, I saw a chaotic picture: bright tiles were stuck on the floor, cement particles were exposed on all sides of the wall, crystal lamps with tassels were hung on the ceiling of the living room, but simple light bulbs were hung in the bedroom, the wardrobe was not finished, and several bare wires were sticking out of the wall.

I looked around blankly, and the unfinished dream was covered with a dusty shell, forming the embryonic form of a family.

While mother is half lying on the master bed.

On the bed, my knees were in plaster and I leaned on a pair of crutches beside the bed. She looked pale and smiled at me. "Nothing, it's not serious, just raise it." She raised her finger to show me the profile. "You see, the bathroom and bathroom are decorated, and the kitchen is no problem. No problem living in it. "

She looked at the wall again, and her face was full of longing: "If you brush it, the cabinet will be painted, and if you brush it white, it will look good."

After three or four months in bed, my mother was able to walk on the ground. In order to recover her strength, she must go downstairs for a walk after supper. There are construction sites around the community, and the street trees are sparse. She walks heartily in the flying building dust every night. "Walk more, or your knees will get tighter and tighter."

The next year, after she took out the steel wire fixed on her knee by surgery, she rested for several months and recovered well. She put her legs together for comparison, and the muscles of her left calf shrank a lot, obviously losing weight.

It seems that mother's health has completely recovered. The project contracted by her father was not smooth, so she didn't follow her to the mine and rest at home. After two years of grinding, the cement wall at home has been painted clean white, and our life seems to be brand-new.

20 12, boarding junior high school began. During the holiday, they told me on the phone that I worked in the mine and lived alone at home. One afternoon, someone knocked at the door. They're back. My mother was helped upstairs by her neighbor. The heat in the south has not subsided, but she is wearing a wool hat with short dark brown hair underneath. She has had long hair for as long as I can remember, and now she wants a perm. I blurted out, "mom, why did you cut your hair short?" It looks good. "

The neighbor outside the door smiled, and mother also bent over with laughter. "If it looks good, just cut it!" When the neighbor left, she took off her hat and had short hair. The new hair on her scalp is short and thin, as soft as a baby. She told me that she had cervical cancer and had finished chemotherapy.

Once I saw a test sheet on their bedside table, which said hysteromyoma, benign. I just turned it back gently, and the information I checked said it was not a dangerous disease. I didn't expect the sudden decline of my illness to tear our family's life into a bigger crack.

Later, I learned that my relatives were worried about the lack of money and people, and told my father that it was because my father strongly supported the treatment and stayed in the hospital for two or three months. Chemotherapy is quite effective, but the family borrowed hundreds of thousands of debts and had to mortgage the house to the bank to cope with it. In order to earn more money, they rented the second bedroom closest to the door to a nearby middle school student.

New diseases and old diseases make mother weak. In 20 13, when she returned to her hometown, she fell on a mountain road and broke her knee again, and was taken to the hospital. I accompanied her to wait for the operation in the hospital. During the three-hour waiting, she lay flat on the medical car, turned her head to the wall, blushed and spoke in an impatient and wronged tone.

14 years, this happened again. She went to visit her relatives and walked to the last staircase. Somehow, she knelt down and had another operation. This time, the doctor took a piece from her ilium to fill the worn patella.

After 7 years, 5 knee operations, 1 cancer chemotherapy, the optimistic mother became sensitive and depressed. Once upon a time, her mouth was always upturned. "If you laugh too much, it will be bad luck for her to keep her mouth shut." Now lying in the hospital bed, she looks depressed, saying that the fortune teller had told her not to go out to visit patients or go out for a wedding reception. "Why don't I listen?"

She began to wonder if there was something wrong with the house, which brought her so much misfortune. One day, she suddenly asked me, "Will you sell the house?" She seldom tears in front of me.

Mom went to the fortune teller again and made a divination. The fortune teller bluntly said, "As long as you move three times again, you will surely usher in wealth." She smiled respectfully, took out a roll of red money from her purse and handed it over. The fortune teller opened the drawer and stuffed it in. The desk is crowded with people, and the large bills have been covered with thick layers.

"Buddha's words must be accurate." She said she wouldn't consider selling the house for the time being, but she kept saying.

She began to fall into severe insomnia, often waking up all night, complaining to me that she couldn't sleep and refused to go to the hospital. My father travels back and forth between provinces, and he can never find a satisfactory opportunity. He was defrauded of more than 50,000 yuan by his partner, and filed a case after calling the police in different places, and there was no news.

Although I have asked many times, how much debt does the family have? They kept their mouths shut to me, saying that children don't need to know so much. A few years later, I learned that during the period when there was no income, they mortgaged their house, borrowed money from relatives and friends to repay the loan, mortgaged it again the next year, and used their ID cards to borrow money. In this way, the interest they pay to the bank every month will be five or six thousand yuan.

They lived in that house for two years.

20 16 summer vacation, when I went home, my mother gave me a strange address again. I just found out that they sold the house after all. After the money for selling the house is settled, there are more than 300 thousand left. She breathed a short sigh of relief and said that a few years ago, she was so breathless that she couldn't stand up and felt that the house was already owned by someone else.

The cheapest garage that Xinjiaan can find in the county is hidden in a construction site. The concrete floor in front of the door is connected with a large area of weeds, and the main entrance of the rolling shutter door enters, with a stove, tables and chairs. Further inside, there is a small bathroom on the left, and the creaking wooden stairs on the right lead to the bedroom on the second floor. The wall stickers are protruding and the room is extremely low. The window is in the position of the leg, and the narrow side looks out at the outer wall and the street trees painted brown.

Luxury home appliances bought at a high price in the old house were temporarily put aside by parents in a friend's warehouse. The refrigerator was hit so hard when moving that it was scrapped soon. They had a hard time transporting the old refrigerator that their friends didn't want, but as soon as they opened the door, there was a thick dirty frost in the refrigerator, and their mother flashed to clean it.

She pulled me excitedly and said that the present place is only temporary. At the right time, she bought an extremely low-priced "bidding room" from an acquaintance, which was completed in two years. She is going to change to another rental place next year, so she has just moved three times and will definitely make a lot of money.

The next year, we really moved out of the garage. When I came home from school, I was still facing my new address and came to a two-story storefront facing the street in the county. They resold the house and bought it in a better location-a new community about one kilometer away, so it became a longer wait to live in a new house.

Mother arranged a noodle restaurant on the first floor, and the attic on the second floor was our residence. I went upstairs and put an old mahjong machine with a collection of 200 yuan on the wooden platform extending from the attic, surrounded by several guests.

Mom is very careful Mahjong will be counted as a "circle" if it is replaced by a dealer. She can withdraw 10 yuan, and her income varies from day to day. Sometimes she can receive 60 to 100 yuan in one night. When a guest came to the first floor, she went downstairs to wash her hands, quickly cooked a bowl of noodles, and then returned to the attic.

It was one o'clock in the morning, and my mother closed the shop on the first floor. We cleaned it properly, and the mahjong players were in high spirits. There is only a sliding door between the mahjong table and the bed, and we lie down in the deafening shuffle of the mahjong table. I froze for a moment. I didn't expect us to fall asleep in such a sound.

She said, "Just bear with it, or you can put on headphones." I lay on the bed with my back to her and couldn't help sobbing in the choking smoke. Afraid of being heard by outsiders, she sat up and got angry. "Why are you crying?"

I just think she is hard. I tried to calm myself down and speak, but she turned and lay down and left me with a refusal.

The thick fog of cigarettes drifted in from under the wooden door. One after another, it was the muffled sound of cards being smashed on the table, a few short conversations or complaints, and then the machine's stomach boomed and spit out a whole new brand code. People spent a long night here once and for all until dawn. At dawn, she got up, opened the shop door and started a new day's work.

That year, my father continued to go to mines in other places. She looks after the shop alone and never rests unless she has something to go out. She proudly told me that she can earn more than 5000 yuan a month, which can fully meet the etiquette at home, my college tuition and even my father's monthly salary.

A year later, my mother, who has always been strong, found her work increasingly weak. Her heart rate fluctuated, and after a short walk, she was out of breath and sweaty.

Every three months, we compete for the expert number of a hospital in Shanghai from the online platform, and arrange train tickets and accommodation. She started from home, I started from school, and we met on the same train.

300 yuan's registration fee only lasted three minutes with the doctor. The doctor diagnosed arrhythmia and frequent premature beats, but her condition is not serious enough to require surgery. Take medicine first to see the effect. If it worsens, the cost of surgery plus hospitalization will be180 thousand. Then, we brought a big bag of medicine enough for three months in the hospital.

After dinner, mother wants to go for a walk nearby. We walked in the park. She cried, "Leave such a big park in so many places." For every120,000 square meters of houses nearby, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is an inch of land. The tall camphor trees cast shadows, and people took a leisurely walk and chatted. Not far away, there is a wide road, and at the end of the front is the light of the comprehensive shopping mall. This park is a luxurious green island, and we unexpectedly lead another life.

I didn't go far, and my mother was breathless and needed to sit down and rest. The old people in the square danced square dance on both sides, and the frolicking children ran past us. "If I live near here and feel better, I will come to dance every day." She stood up and joined the dancing old man, without shyness or embarrassment. I jumped for a few minutes and then turned back to rest. I reached out to help her. In hot weather, I held the cold sweat on her palm, like a snake's letter across me, which was a concrete manifestation of her illness.

After returning to her hometown this time, she closed the shop and returned the house. When the new house was closed, she and her father began to decorate it. In order to save money, they live in a house bought by our cousin in the same neighborhood. We are on the seventh floor and her home is on the third floor.

But my cousin's house is also a rough house, with nothing but cement walls and water and electricity. They need a stove and a bed to move in. Because the heat was unbearable, they called me to help buy an air-conditioning fan online. Walking around, they live in such a "semi-finished" house.

Decorated properly, after a period of time, my mother moved into the new house as she wished. Her face has obviously improved. She bragged about her luck to everyone and bought a house on the seventh floor, even the rooftop area on the top floor was ours. She raised money to build an attic, and imitated other neighbors' practices, and built new roofs and walls on the rooftop, which attracted the attention of the Housing and Construction Bureau. After several inspections in the community, the staff delineated the scope of construction.

She talked about the progress on the eighth floor with a smile. It can be rented after completion, which is another income. Unfortunately, however, the position of the wall was one meter beyond the specified range, and the roof was forcibly removed, which cost 30 thousand, but the fortune teller said it didn't come. The top floor construction was silent, so she temporarily devoted her enthusiasm to the vegetable planting downstairs.

After dinner, I accompanied her to the open space downstairs for a walk. Vegetables planted by residents flourish in the open space not far from the high-speed railway line, and the train rumbles as it passes by. Mother greeted her neighbors one by one, and her laughter was still ringing and loud.

Later, I asked her, "Didn't the fortune teller say that you can make a fortune by changing three places?" You didn't make a fortune. Will he pay you back? "

She smiled. "It's good now. If I buy this suite, I will be rich. "

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Author | Yu Chuan

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The above is my answer to this question. I hope it helps you. Thank you.