He recently asked Lin Chaoyang about several private houses for sale, located in Haidian and Xicheng districts, but a considerable part of them were houses with unclear property rights.

This situation is not uncommon. During the buzz period, houses were occupied, and the original owners of some houses did not even have a place to stay after they returned to Beijing.

Under such circumstances, selling the house has almost become the best choice for the original owner of the house.

After all, the money from selling the house belongs to you. If you don’t sell the house, you can only give it to others to live in.

However, this kind of house is usually difficult to sell. Even if the asking price of the house is much cheaper than the market price, most buyers will not pay attention to such disputed houses.

Among the houses Lin Erchun visited, there were two other houses for sale. He was originally quite optimistic about these two houses, and the yards were well maintained.

But after he finished speaking to Lin Chaoyang, Lin Chaoyang shook his head.

"What do you mean I didn't even look at the house I finally found for you? Where are you, silly boy?" Lin Erchun asked.

"Didn't I tell you? If we want to buy it, we can buy a courtyard house."

"What I'm looking for here is also a courtyard house."

"Yours is called a large courtyard. There are more than a dozen families living in a good courtyard. How good is the living environment? It is not as good as the farmyards in our rural areas."

Lin Chaoyang's words don't sound good, but they are true.

Nowadays, most of the large courtyards in Yanjing have no water supply, no central heating, no natural gas, and no separate toilets. Some of the buildings are thirty or fifty years old, and many are hundreds of years old. Some of the originally good courtyards have been destroyed due to the large number of people.

There was so much to eat and occupy, and they were all covered with earthquake-resistant sheds.

Speaking of which, it is really not as good as some courtyards in rural areas with relatively better conditions.

"That's true." Lin Erchun had to admit that Lin Chaoyang's words were reasonable, but he still said a little unhappy: "You are so crazy that you don't even care about Yanjing's house. Before that, you thought

Is it a good place to live?"

"Dad, we can't say that! This is called pursuing a happy life now and then. What's wrong with this?"

"Definitely! Don't gossip with me."

Lin Erchun interrupted Lin Chaoyang impatiently and said he was unwilling, but he still ran out and continued to look for a house for Lin Chaoyang.

"Let's go!"

On this day, Lin Erchun urged Zhang Guiqin to go out, but Zhang Guiqin didn't move, "I won't go, it's too cold. I want you to go."

"I've been here in Yanjing for a few days, and I've become more elegant!"

Lin Erchun muttered something and went out on his own without forcing himself.

After he spared no effort in searching, it took him more than half a month to finally find a decent house.

The house that Lin Erchun found for Lin Chaoyang was a two-story house located in Mianmian Hutong in Xicheng District, sandwiched between Deshengmen Street and Xinjiekou Street, next to the Huguo Temple.

After Lin Chaoyang listened to Lin Erchun's introduction to the house, he decided to take a look.

On the morning of the weekend, father and son Lin Erchun and Lin Chaoyang rode bicycles to Mianmian Hutong.
Chapter completed!