Although houses were cheap in the 1970s, for someone who only earned a few dozen dollars a month, a few thousand dollars were still hard to come by.
"I have a thousand dollars here. It's for you to buy a house. Buy a bigger one."
Meng Yunhan shook her head in refusal, "Dad, I can't use your money."
Old Zhao was upset, "You call me dad, you should accept this money. Don't you want to provide for my old age?"
"Mom, Grandpa...." Little Huzi looked at his mom, then at his grandpa.
"Dad, of course I want to provide for your old age, so I'll accept it," Meng Yunhan thought about giving back in the future and doubling her care for her father.
A thousand dollars, this was probably his retirement savings.
With this money, it was time to act.
In two days, Meng Yunhan looked over the nearby houses. She wanted to find a bigger one, closer to Kyoto University, which was kind of difficult.
After all, the better the house, the higher the price.
