My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 171: Chapter 173: She Seems to Have Become Whiter

“Okay,” Tang Yuxin narrowed her eyes happily, “Dad, I want to pick the location myself.”

“All right then, you pick. Wherever you choose, we’ll buy,” Tang Zhinian laughed genially, then affectionately ruffled his daughter’s hair. She had always been mature for her age, particularly after being hit by Sang Zhilan once. She wasn’t one to laugh often, and it had been a long while since he’d seen her this cheerful. In essence, she was still just a child; it was his failing as a father.

As long as his daughter was happy, however much money it required, he was willing to spend.

The next day, Tang Zhinian took Tang Yuxin to look for houses.

“I want this one,” Tang Yuxin didn’t pay any attention to the other houses, and pointed directly at a time-aged house. The exterior plaster was nearly worn off, revealing the extended time that this house had been standing.

“Here?” Tang Zhinian wasn’t very impressed with the place. “It’s a bit sloppy, mainly because the house is old and the location isn’t great either. It’s quite secluded.”

“It’s cheap here. We can afford to buy two.”

Tang Yuxin had already inquired about the price beforehand. Each house would cost them ten thousand. Since the residents planned to move abroad, they were disposing of the houses at a cheaper price. They had two houses in total, and if they were bought together, it might be even cheaper.

“Two houses?,” Tang Zhinian thought to himself. The houses were a bit old, but they could be tidied up. In the future, when he got older, he could move in here and live with his daughter.

“Alright, I’ll listen to you,” admitted Tang Zhinian. He was truly wrapped around his daughter’s little finger. Whatever she said, went.

Now, the paperwork for houses was very simple. As long as the money was paid and both parties had signed an agreement, the houses became the property of Tang Zhinian. As the houses were old and because they had bought two of them together, the seller had only asked for eighteen thousand for both houses. Calculated in terms of square feet, it was equivalent to just over two hundred square feet of space, but altogether, they only ended up spending less than the cost of a single house.

Without a word, Tang Zhinian bought the houses, making Tang Zhijun somewhat jealous. Holding that much money didn’t feel right. With prices constantly increasing over the years, it was safer to invest in houses. He had thought quite hard about it. For instance, when the child grew up, they would definitely buy a house in the city. Even if they didn’t live there now, they would live there in the future.

Since they had money now, they needed to buy one.

A few days later, he went with Tang Zhinian and bought a property in the same area where Tang Zhinian had just made his purchase. It was slightly newer than the ones Tang Zhinian bought, but of course, it cost a lot more: fifteen thousand.

“It costs fifteen thousand, so be it,” Tang Zhijun finally mustered up some courage and spent the fifteen thousand to buy the house.

“Sisi, do you like it?” Tang Zhinian took Sisi to see their new house. “Let this be Sisi’s dowry, alright? If anyone dares to say that Sisi is a country bumpkin, we’ll show them that she is just as much a city dweller as anyone.”

“I like it,” said Sisi, running excitedly around the new house. To her, all houses seemed the same. There were a lot of cars here though, which was somewhat novel for her. But she didn’t have a clear concept about a house.

Tang Yuxin sat on one side, propping her face up with her hand, a faint smile playing on the corners of her lips. This was a good deal. Spending ten thousand now could fetch several large shops in the future, which was a very good investment, wasn’t it?

She didn’t remember much about the past, except that she had a high school classmate who lived here. The classmate’s parents had bought a house here. She initially didn’t like the old house, but soon after some municipal constructions, it was turned into a large commercial building. All residents apart from getting compensation, also got business units equal to their original floor space. Her classmate, who got a shop, became rich overnight. Even if one didn’t consider the current value of a shop, just before she died at the age of 33, the local land prices had skyrocketed. The shop that was bought for over ten thousand was worth tens of millions then.

This was an investment for the future. With this, her father wouldn’t have to work the fields so hard. She squinted her eyes, which shone with a lustre bright as crescent moons.

Tang Zhinian took advantage of his free time from farming to stay in the new home every day, cleaning it thoroughly himself. He even handcrafted new tables and chairs from wood.

The exterior might still be shabby, but the inside was a different story.

Tang Yuxin handed in her composition. She walked back and placed her hand on the table, the sunlight outside just so happened to land on her hand, making it glitter.

She lifted her hand. How had she suddenly become fairer?

It seemed she had really gotten fairer.

“Yuxin, how did you become fairer?” Zhang Yindi ran over and extended her arm to compare it with Tang Yuxin’s. Look, we were both dark-skinned earlier, but now you’re noticeably fairer than me.

It did seem that she was fairer. Tang Yuxin held her arm up to her face. She was genuinely fairer than last year. Last year she was still a dark-skinned girl, with an extremely dark skin tone. This year, however, surprisingly, she was trending from the shade of cornbread to that of white bread.

Could it be that the medicine was finally effective? This was in reference to the Cold Fragrance Pills that she had been consuming for eight years, yet hadn’t seen any effect. She had heard that they could make her skin fairer, and that her bones would smell fragrant. But how come they hadn’t had any effect until this year when she felt a little fairer?

No, she wasn’t hoping for a huge effect. She attributed her current fairness to last summer when she hardly went outside. After this summer, she might get tanned again.

Meanwhile, Tang Yuxin’s Chinese teacher was correcting student compositions. Today’s topic was ‘My Father’. The content of these articles was very much formulaic.

The children from rural areas wrote, ‘My father is a farmer.’

The children from the city wrote, ‘My father is a worker.’

The words were very simple and without any bright spots. At some places, even the wording was not fluent. However, being merely first-year junior high students recently transitioning from elementary school, their academic level was equivalent to an average sixth-grader.

The teacher had three Chinese classes and had recently been reading the same compositions. It felt like they were all written by the same person, the only difference was the names and occupations.