"Xiaohong agrees...but her parents...don't agree."
Zhao Jingzhu said in a disappointed mood.
"Why don't you agree?"
Zhao Dagang asked eagerly.
My son is so good, how could he disagree?
"Alas! It's not because of the house..."
Before Zhao Jingzhu could speak, Feng Xiuqin answered.
Yesterday, Zhao Jingzhu went to Zhu Xiaohong's home to meet her parents. At first, the two sides had a very pleasant conversation.
Zhu Xiaohong's parents are very satisfied with Zhao Jingzhu.
This young man has a good job, good looks, and the most important thing is that he is good to his daughter.
When they later talked about the housing issue after marriage and learned that Zhao's family of five lived in a small 20-square-meter room, Zhu Xiaohong's parents changed their faces.
Zhu Xiaohong's family is also a working-class family, and the family structure is similar to that of the Zhao family.
They also lived in the Tongzi Building in the factory, but the Zhu family had a smaller population, and Zhu Xiaohong only had one younger brother.
Four people are crowded into a room of about 20 square meters, and life is very inconvenient.
If my daughter marries into the Zhao family, how will the family of seven or eight people live there?
Moreover, it would be outrageous for a young couple to live in the same room with their parents, siblings, and siblings.
Because of problems with the house, the two parties broke up on bad terms.
After dinner, Zhu Xiaohong wanted to go out to see Zhao Jingzhu off, but her mother stopped her.
Zhao Jingzhu, who originally went to talk about marriage happily, returned to the machinery factory in despair.
After a confusing day at work today, I rushed home after get off work and told Feng Xiuqin everything about the situation.
"Didn't you tell them that our factory will be divided into houses soon?"
Zhao Dagang asked anxiously.
"Of course I said it."
"You don't agree even after you say it?"
"People say that our family has a large population, and even a two-bedroom house is not enough to live in."
Zhao Jingzhu had a sad face and inserted his fingers into his hair in distress.
"This...requirement is too high! How many families can live in a two-bedroom apartment now?"
Zhao Dagang felt that Zhu Xiaohong's family's request was a bit outrageous.
Liu Ye didn't think it was too much.
There are two bedrooms. Zhao Dagang and Feng Xiuqin live in one, and Zhao Jingzhu and Zhu Xiaohong live in the other. So where should Zhao Jingmei, Zhao Jingsong and her live?
Laying the floor in the hall?
"Dagang, don't our factory's new houses have more than ten three-bedroom units? You can go and ask tomorrow."
Feng Xiuqin, a mother, is also very anxious about Zhao Jingzhu's marriage.
They have also met Zhu Xiaohong, a child who is sensible and well-behaved. She and Zhao Dagang are very satisfied.
It would be a pity if we couldn't get married because of housing problems.
They can also understand the considerations of Zhu Xiaohong's family.
The Zhao family does have a large population, and the children have all grown up. Even a two-bedroom apartment cannot be accommodated.
If we can allocate a three-bedroom apartment, and then make a small partition, a large family can live there.
"There are quite a few people in our factory who are looking at this three-bedroom apartment!"
Zhao Dagang's heart sank when he mentioned the three-bedroom house.
Throughout the Fifth Textile Factory, there are many situations like the Zhao family, and everyone wants to be allocated a three-bedroom apartment.
He and Xiuqin have been working together for more than 20 years, so they are seniors in the factory.
There is no problem in sharing a two-bedroom house.
But he couldn't even imagine a three-bedroom house.
Most of the houses with such a large area are reserved in advance by relatives of the factory director or people with relevant backgrounds. How can he get his turn?
"Uncle, if we move into a two-bedroom apartment, wouldn't this apartment be available for my cousin?"
Willow Ye asked doubtfully.
"Alas! If we move into a two-bedroom apartment, this room will have to be given up. Our family only has one quota, so how can we occupy two suites!"
As the Fifth Textile Factory continues to grow, there are more and more employees, and there are many employees who have no housing to live in.
Like the small rooms in the Tongzi Building, it is hard to find one.
If they move into a second-bedroom apartment, the room will be available for someone else to live in.
"If we can't live in the house allocated in the factory, we can buy a commercial house! Buying a commercial house for my eldest brother will be enough to live in."
"Is this...commercial housing reliable?"
Feng Xiuqin asked doubtfully.
If it weren't for Liu Ye, Zhao Jingmei told her, she wouldn't even know there were commercial housing.
She has always lived in the factory, and the house was allocated by the factory.
I have never thought about spending money to buy a house!
"I'll go and ask tomorrow."
Zhao Dagang doesn't know much about commercial housing, so he can only ask someone for consultation tomorrow.
"Uncle, don't worry. You can also inquire about the three-bedroom house and the commercial house to find out the details. Let's make two preparations."
Zhao Dagang's face turned gloomy, and Liu Ye spoke to comfort him.
"Ye Zi is right, you should go and ask."
Feng Xiuqin immediately agreed.
"Okay, I'll go ask them tomorrow."
Zhao Dagang nodded and agreed.
"Jingzhu, don't be too anxious. The house issue can always be solved. It's getting late. You should go back to the machine factory first!"
Zhao Dagang patted Zhao Jingzhu on the shoulder and comforted him in a deep voice.
"Dad, I'm useless..."
Zhao Jingzhu never thought that he would not be able to get married because of the house.
"What are you saying to be depressing? Let's go!"
"Jingzhu, please be safe on the road!"
Feng Xiuqin watched Zhao Jingzhu leave, feeling very uncomfortable in her heart.
It would be nice if the family could be bigger, and Jingzhu wouldn't have to live in the dormitory of the machine factory every day.
"Uncle and aunt, don't worry, the problem can always be solved. There will be a road for the car to reach the mountain, and it will be straight for the boat to the bridge."
Seeing that Zhao Dagang and Feng Xiuqin both had gloomy faces, Liu Ye couldn't help but comforted them warmly.
Willow Ye is an optimist and firmly believes that all problems can be solved.
She didn't want her uncle and aunt to be unhappy because of such things.
"Yes, yes! At worst, we will just buy commercial housing! Look, Ye Zi and I have made so much money!"
Zhao Jingmei also couldn't bear to see her parents looking downcast.
"Haha~~ I want to see how much money you made today."
Feng Xiuqin was amused by Zhao Jingmei's words and no longer thought about the house.
"Dad, close the door quickly, let's start counting the money."
Zhao Jingsong shouted to Zhao Dagang excitedly.
"Keep your voice down!"
Zhao Dagang drank in a low voice and closed the door quietly.
Liu Ye and Zhao Jingmei poured all the money in their backpacks on the table, and the family started counting the banknotes happily again.
"The total is two hundred and fifty-six yuan."
Willow Ye placed the sorted banknotes in stacks one by one and calculated the final total.
When the family heard this huge value, the unhappy mood they had just felt about the house suddenly disappeared.