After listening to Zhao Ye's narration, Mr. Zhu raised his feet and walked outside again.
Master Zhu was silent along the way. Only when he walked out of the gate of the steel rolling mill did Master Zhu speak, "Yezi, the factory has a very good job with you. You have to live up to your expectations."
"Well, don't worry, Mr. Zhu, I will definitely live up to my expectations and won't embarrass my parents, my uncle, or my uncle!" Zhao Ye promised.
"Well, that's good, that's good." Master Zhu had a smile on his face again.
After walking a few more steps, Mr. Zhu seemed to be talking to himself and said, "This person can't be afraid of suffering or sacrifice! The mountains, the Central Plains, the country is worthy of us people who have been through life and death! You can go in peace."
Zhao Ye felt uncomfortable after hearing this. The two of them were relatively silent along the way until they arrived at the door of the street office.
Both of them have work permits. Zhao Ye's work permit was also prepared in advance at the factory, and the information was just filled in.
After finding the sub-district office, Zhu Ye took him directly to the director of the sub-district office.
"Director Yang, are you at work?" Mr. Zhu returned to his previous smiling and kind look.
"Young! Lao Zhutou is here." An aunt who was working with her head down raised her head and said hello when she saw the person coming. Then she stood up.
Director Yang looked at the young man behind Zhu Dachang and guessed his identity. Director Xiang and people from the steel rolling mill had called her before.
"This must be Zhao Ye, the young man is so energetic!" The aunt's eyes also lit up.
When it comes to Zhao Ye's current image, it's hard to say that he has long since changed from the beggar he was at the beginning.
The clothes have been changed, the hair has been cut, and the Chinese character face has thick eyebrows and big eyes, which is in line with the aesthetics of this era.
"Hello, aunt, I'm Zhao Ye. I'm here to cause trouble for you this time!" It's not surprising that there are many people in Li. Zhao Ye has also been in the world, so he naturally knows how to talk sweetly and get things done.
It doesn’t take much effort to have sweets in your mouth, so why don’t you have fun finding them for each other?
"You're so polite, young man!" As she said this, Aunt Yang opened the drawer of her desk.
"Lao Zhu, are you here to ask about the house? Look, I've already done it for you, and I'm just waiting for you to come!" As he said that, he put a house deed and a land deed on the table.
On the desk.
Looking at this scene, Zhao Ye was a little dazed.
What does this mean? Do you still give out houses? In this year and month, do you still have such a thing? Isn’t it all a distribution system?
Looking at Zhao Ye who was in a daze, Director Yang also sighed, "Oh! What a pity for that child from Zhongyuan. He even said that after buying a house, he would take his mother over to enjoy the happiness. It's a pity that such a thing happened without even getting the deed of the house! It's really a pity.
God is so blind, he is such a good person, how could something happen when he just said something was wrong?" As he said this, Director Yang shed a few tears.
"Oh, it's all fate! Zhongyuan and his eldest brother both have fire in their fates, and neither brother has a fire. How about Yezi's name also has the word fire in it, so that he can remember this fire.
Words. In the words of our instructor, let him remember that China is refined from the fire!"
"What your instructor said is so good! Our country was created in the flames of war! This is a good name!" Director Yang also agreed.
This was the first time that Zhao Ye heard about the origin of his name, but today was not the right time to ask in detail. Let’s talk about it later.
What he was curious about was the property deed. Can he buy a house in this year and age? He really didn't know.
If you don’t know, just ask.
"Director Yang, can I buy a house by myself now?"
"How new. No dynasty or generation has said that people are not allowed to buy houses. We are a new socialist country, so people can naturally buy houses." Director Yang was even more surprised than himself, and he didn't know who the child heard this from.
, are there any places where I can’t buy a house?
It's just that most units now allocate housing, and for those who don't have units, the streets try their best to arrange housing. This is also a reflection of the superiority of society.
So this is also a factor why very few people buy houses.
Now I am very happy. My uncle is very forward-looking and has a vision for buying a house!
"Well, Zhongyuan has such a temper. He said that he works in a steel rolling mill, and it is okay to arrange a house for him in the factory, but it cannot be done if he wants to take his old mother over. He has to save money to buy it! He cannot occupy the factory.
It's cheap." Lao Zhu said, also giving Zhao Ye an explanation.
Not to mention this year, even in thirty years' time, many people will live in allocated houses and are unwilling to buy them themselves, no matter how cheap they are. Wouldn't it be a waste of money to buy them?
But in the new century, such people are taught how to behave in minutes.
Zhao Ye's name was written on the house deed. Only then did he realize that his uncle had borrowed more than 100 yuan from Master Zhu to buy the house! In fact, Master Zhu had paid more than his uncle.
This is what Director Yang said.
When writing the house deed, Director Yang told Zhao Ye about his experience of buying a house in Zhongyuan in a fair and just manner.
Zhao Ye didn't agree to write his name at first. Since his uncle was gone, he couldn't repay the money he owed, so it made sense to write this house in Mr. Zhu's name.
But Mr. Zhu refused to agree to it. In the end, the old man even cursed, so Zhao Ye agreed to write his name.
He thought that he must return this money to Master Zhu. People are benevolent and righteous, and they also value feelings and credibility. He can't take advantage of others and pretend that he doesn't know it!
After finishing the affairs here, Director Yang accompanied the two people to the courtyard.
Originally, Mr. Zhu said it was not necessary, but Director Yang had to come because according to regulations, Zhao Ye's house had to be nailed with a family name of the martyrs.
Just like that, the three people sneaked into the courtyard door.
Zhao Ye has come once, Master Zhu has come several times, and as for Director Yang, he has come even more often.
The three of them walked to the west wing of the front yard with ease.
I saw the door was open.
Director Yang didn't take it seriously. This courtyard was a well-known civilized courtyard in the whole street. Director Yang also knew whether it was really civilized or not, but it was true that every household in this courtyard did not lock the door.
But when he opened the door and saw the scene inside the room, Director Yang's face dropped.
I saw an old woman sleeping soundly on the kang in a house that was supposed to be empty.
"Hey! Hey! Wake up, wake up!" Director Yang stepped forward to call someone.
Only when the person on the kang turned over did Director Yang see who it was.
Jia Zhang!
A hob meat that is famous far and wide.
"Who do I think you are? Mrs. Jia Zhang, are you confused? I remember that your family lives in the west wing of the middle courtyard. Why did you come to the west wing of the front yard to sleep?" Director Yang asked in surprise.
Mrs. Jia Zhang also immediately put on a smile and said, "Director Yang is here! There are few visitors. I was just about to go find you! Just tell me when you see you."
"Looking for me? I've been working at the subdistrict office! Why didn't I see you looking for me?" Director Yang quipped, and then said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"Director Yang, I came to see you once after my Dongzi's accident happened years ago. Our Dongzi sacrificed his life for the factory, leaving us orphans and widowed. It's really pitiful. Dongzi is still here for me.
We are a grandson, and he is about to marry a wife at this age. The street cannot ignore us, so he must give us this house no matter what!"
"Young! Mrs. Jia Zhang, how dare you think! How old is your cute guy? He's less than ten, right? He's about to get a wife? He hasn't even graduated from elementary school yet. Why are you so anxious!
Besides, this house belongs to someone else, so even if you get a share of it, you won’t be able to get it, and he also has a nephew.”
"Hey, look what you said, who should be given this house or not, isn't it just a matter of a word from you, Director Yang?" Mrs. Jia Zhang chuckled, and at first glance, she looked a bit kind.
"Okay, stop wondering here. This house used to belong to Zhongyuan, but now it belongs to my nephew, Yezi. If you want a house, you have to wait for the policy. Okay, go back quickly, I'm here
I have a lot of things to do, so I don’t have time to chat with you.”
Director Yang waved his hand and wanted to send this Jia Zhang away.
But she too underestimated Mrs. Jia Zhang's determination, and saw the old woman lying back on the kang. She said nothing and refused to get up. She insisted that Director Yang give the house to his family.
I’m so angry at Director Yang, he’s gasping for air! He thinks to himself, he’s such a piece of meat!
Zhao Ye is even more fresh, can it still be like this in this era?
My uncle has bought this house, is it possible that it will be shared with others? Where do they get the courage and confidence to think that they can occupy other people's houses?
As time dragged on, one after another workers returned to the yard after get off work, and a group of people gathered around to watch the fun.
Zhao Ye and Mr. Zhu stood at the door. In the room, Mrs. Jia Zhang and Director Yang had almost turned from arguing with each other to scolding each other.
In the end, Director Yang was really angry. This old woman was simply unreasonable!
"Lao Zhu, go to the sub-district office, call Xiao Sun, and ask him to bring the militiamen. I don't believe it yet. I can't deal with you, an old woman! There are people like you who are arrogant and wallowing. Do you still need to do the revolutionary work?
Already?"
Master Zhu listened to Director Yang's instructions and walked out.
At this time, the people in the courtyard finally no longer just watched the fun!
If the militia is really called, this Jia Zhang will definitely be imprisoned for a few days. He goes against the street office and refuses to take any action. It's OK to make a fuss, but if you really make a fuss, it won't be easy.
"Alas, alas! Mr. Zhu, wait a minute. Don't rush there yet. I'll go and try to persuade you." Yi Zhonghai couldn't stand it anymore. He had been listening for a while, and now it seems that Jia and Zhang are making such a fuss.
After the results came out, I thought about passing up the ladder.
You can't really break up with the street office, right? Then should he, a big man like him, still do it?
Lao Zhu probably understood what Yi Zhonghai meant, so he stopped and just looked at him.
Yi Zhonghai couldn't care less about Lao Zhu and hurriedly walked into the room. First, he criticized Jia Zhang for a while, and then said good things to Director Yang and promised that the matter would be solved.
Finally, he called Qin Huairu over, pulled Jia Zhang out of the house, and sent her back to the middle courtyard, where she calmed down.
Director Yang was also very angry and finally drove the person away.
She said a few words of apology to Lao Zhu and Zhao Ye, and said in front of Yi Zhonghai that if anyone makes such a mistake again, let Zhao Ye go to her directly, and she will definitely let him teach him a lesson.
Then we left the courtyard.
After all the commotion, it was finally quiet!
Lao Zhu was not in a hurry to go back, so he and Zhao Ye tidied up in the house.