Ch8 - His Own House

Since Mu Yan knew that he could not go back, he decided to live a good life in this world. He would find a man he liked and liked him to form a family, had a cute baby, and lived happily together.

These thoughts made Mu Yan full of hope for the future. 

During his ten days living in Uncle Yang’s house, he learned that although women give birth to children in this world, man and man relationship wasn’t a taboo thing and marriage between man and man was legal, so he could also find his man here! 

This was the best news he heard since he came to this world.

He could never marry a woman, perhaps, if man and man marriage wasn’t legal, he would live alone until he died.

Soon, Yang Wenyao found an uninhabited house for Mu Yan. 

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The house was located on the edge of the village and near the forest. Although the location was a bit remote, the surrounding environment was very good, and it was not far from Lin Jiayu’s home. 

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Yang Wenyao was really thoughtful. Mu Yan came from a very far away village and couldn’t go back, so he must have no ID here. He helped him find a house and settled his household registration in Taohua Village.

The people in Taohua Village were relatively simple and kind. After learning about Mu Yan’s situation, they helped him settle it.

Mu Yan was holding a watch-shaped personal terminal. He had seen this before. Haohao and Yingying had both. This thing was very magical and had many functions.

But at the moment, his attention was not on the personal terminal, but on the land deed, which had his name written on it. With this, the house belonged to him. 

“I-Is this house really mine?” Mu Yan looked at the house behind him, so surprised that he was speechless. 

“Yes, this will be your home in the future. I’ll take you to buy things to fill the house later.” Lin Jiayu smiled, feeling happy for Mu Yan.

“But… But is it really okay for me to have such a beautiful house? I-I didn’t have money.” Mu Yan still felt unreal, how could he accept a house for free? Why were these people so kind to him?

“Silly boy, there are still many empty houses like this in the village and no one occupies them. By living in, you can increase the village population, and at the same time take care of the house. Anyway, this house has been neglected for a long time.” Lin Jiayu comforted Mu Yan gently. A young man with such a personality made her like him more. 

“Just live in it, boy. Welcome to our Taohua Village, I will introduce other villagers to you when I have time,” said the village chief.

The village chief of Taohua Village was a seventy years old man. He had a gray beard and a very kind smile, which made it easy for people to feel kind and close.

Mu Yan was very excited when he saw this beautiful big house, and secretly decided that he must work more diligently and help these kind-hearted villagers a lot in the future. Without them, he might have to sleep in the street.

Mu Yan had fantasized about owning his own house, but at that time, he should have been married, and then he and his man would have a small home that only belonged to them. 

But even if it was a fantasy, the imaginary house was nothing but a thatched hut that could shelter from the wind and rain. Even so, he felt very satisfied. 

He never thought of having a house before he formed a family. A house of his own. A big and beautiful house. A house many times more beautiful than the village chief’s house in Mujia Village.

The feeling was so unreal that Mu Yan believed it was a dream, a very beautiful dream. Maybe he would wake up and return to the dilapidated hut where he didn’t have his own room, working busy at home, and he had to bear his parents’ beating every day.

If all of this was a dream, then he hoped that this dream could go on forever and never wake up.