Everyone was arguing, and everyone refused to give in. Some people insisted not to pay and wanted to allocate rooms based on their ability. Others were willing to pay the money, but no one wanted to be the first to pay.
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Like Yang Jun, he was not the only one sitting on the wall and watching. People of similar rank to him in the factory were watching their quarrel with foaming at the mouth.
These people are not short of houses to live in. They live in either courtyard houses or villas. They don't look down on Tongzilou at all, so they are not in a hurry.
Yang Jun knows that this kind of wrangling will continue for a while, and it will probably take several meetings to resolve it. He believes that everyone will eventually compromise and adopt this suggestion.
After the meeting, Yang Jun called Wu Zilou, the head of the housing management department, to his office.
"Section Chief Wu, sign up for Yang Mei and I. We want two sets of cadre housing."
According to the relevant regulations of the steel rolling mill, he and Yang Mei, as cadres, are eligible to receive cadre housing.
Although Yang Jun doesn't like living in Tongzi Tower, he doesn't rule out that Yang Mei likes it. Regardless of whether he can live in it in the future, he can just buy two units and put them there. Anyway, he is not short of money.
What's more, he was the first to pay money this time just to break the balance between them.
With the first person who eats crabs, there will be a second one, a third one...
He didn't want to hear them bickering every time he had a meeting.
"Okay, director, I will leave two sets for you when the time comes, the ones next to each other."
Wu Zilou has a bright mind and was promoted to a full-time job this time. Yang Jun was kind to him, and he was very grateful in his heart.
"This matter needs to be settled as soon as possible. I don't want to have meetings every day and listen to them wrangling."
Yang Jun said this and pondered for a moment: "Well, in order to let them make up their minds as soon as possible, you put the names of the people who advanced the funds to build the houses on the bulletin board."
When Wu Zilou heard this, his eyes suddenly shone.
"Director Yang, you are so talented. I guess they will not be able to sit still once the list is announced."
"Also, you should keep a close eye on the staff dormitories. Seeing that the weather is getting hotter, we must speed up the construction of housing."
"Okay, director, I will send additional manpower to manage the staff dormitories."
Wu Zilou listened and carefully wrote it down in his notebook.
Yang Jun looked at his serious look and wanted to laugh.
He used to do the same thing. No matter what the leader said, you had to write it down as a major event. Even if what he said was nonsense or farted, it would naturally have deep meaning.
Yang Jun was very satisfied with Wu Zilou's attitude.
This attitude is what he wants. Although he doesn't know whether this attitude comes from the heart, at least he respects the leader on the surface.
He explained some things that need to be paid attention to regarding housing issues, and then asked him to communicate with the purchasing department in a timely manner, and apply for purchasing immediately once a shortage of materials is discovered.
He hopes that the staff dormitories will be built as soon as possible.
He called Wu Zilou here, mainly to sign up for two houses. This time he just signed up, and it wasn't time to pay the money yet.
To build housing for cadres, the final calculation must be based on the number of people who signed up to calculate the equal share, and finally the money must be paid.
Send Wu Zilou away.
Yang Jun went next door to say hello to Jiang Haitao and then drove away.
Today was the day for Wang Yi's cremation and burial, and he wanted to go over and see her off.
As a neighbor of the large courtyard, every household needs someone to help arrange funeral arrangements, and in the Yang family, only he, Yang Jun, is qualified.
Generally, most of the people who help are men, while women can only do some chores on the side.
After all, everyone will be born, old, sick and die one day, not to mention, if you live in the same hospital, you can help.
When Yang Jun returned to the courtyard, many people gathered in the courtyard.
Most people who work in steel rolling mills take time off to help at home.
Silly Zhu set up the stove at the gate, while Ma Hua helped.
The third uncle and Xu Damao set up the accounting table by the gate, and the second uncle, with his big belly, gave orders inside and outside.
Since taking care of several things, the second uncle has become more and more familiar with the process and knows the procedures at his fingertips.
Yang Jun nodded to them and said hello, then went back to the backyard.
At home, only Yang Liu and Yang Huai were playing, while Wang Yuying was helping in the middle yard.
Yang Jun took out a large handful of White Rabbit toffee from his pocket and placed it in front of Yang Huai.
The boy had long been impatient with his sister. When he saw the toffee, he burst into laughter and put the toffee into his pocket with his chubby little hands.
"Big pot pot, eat."
Yang Huai is actually close to him. Even though he is young, he is actually quite smart. He knows that every time Da Guo Guo comes, he will bring him delicious food, so he likes Yang Jun very much.
Yang Jun took the toffee and put it in his mouth, then slapped his soft butt.
"Go and play."
Yang Liu was pouting at the moment, looking dissatisfied as Yang Huaiguang gave him a big pot of candy and ignored her.
"Humph, you little heartless one."
Yang Jun glanced at his sister with pity. Although she was eighteen years old, she still had the temper of a child. She could be jealous and act coquettishly.
"Have all the procedures for joining the army been completed?" Yang Jun asked.
"It's all done. Sister Qian said she would have to wait until March to enlist in the army. It just so happens that she can attend my second sister's wedding at home before leaving."
As soon as Yang Liu mentioned the matter of enlisting in the army, his spirits immediately soared.
Yang Mei's wedding is only a few days away, and Yang Liu will not be able to enlist in the army until March. There is still some time in between for her to attend the wedding before leaving.
Yang Jun took out a wad of money and tickets from his pocket and handed them to her.
"Brother doesn't know what you girls are lacking, so you can buy it yourself."
Yang Liu subconsciously retracted his hand.
"Brother, you have helped me enough, how can I have the nerve to take your money? I have always saved the New Year's money you gave me during the Chinese New Year and the pocket money you gave me a few days ago. I am not short of money now.
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Yang Jun remembered that during the Chinese New Year, each of them was given 30 yuan as a gift, and a few days ago they were given 10 yuan as pocket money. The total of the two times was only 40 yuan.
Forty yuan is already a lot of money for ordinary people, enough for two months' salary, so Yang Liu feels that she is not short of money now.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Silly girl, our dad left early, and I have been away from home for so many years, which has made you suffer. Brother, I just have an idea now, and I want to make up for it.
You guys, please reduce the guilt in my heart. If you don’t accept it, then you are still blaming my brother for not taking good care of you."
"Brother, how can you not take care of this family? Although you have not gone home for so many years, you have sent money home every month. I also know that soldiers are not as free as ordinary people. Many times
You can't help yourself, but we understand you."
Yang Jun wanted to cry at Yang Liu's words. He had been feeling guilty for failing to take good care of the family for so many years. Now that Yang Liu said this, he felt relieved. It turned out that his family understood him.
Yang Jun patted her hand, speechless and choked.
"Take the money, go buy some delicious food, get together with your classmates, and relax before joining the army."
"Brother, I can't have it..."
Just as Yang Liu was about to refuse, the second uncle Liu Haizhong came looking for her.
"Junzi, my sister-in-law is going to be cremated soon. Go and have some food quickly. She will be cremated on time at eleven o'clock and go to the ground at noon."
"I understand, Second Uncle, I'll be there right away."
Yang Jun glared at Yang Liu, motioned for her to accept the money, and then went to the middle courtyard with the second uncle.
Since Yi Zhonghai has no children, many of the people he usually interacted with have stopped coming. They feel that Yi Zhonghai has become extinct and there is no need to keep in touch with him.
Not even any of Yi Zhonghai's disciples and grandsons came. Since Yi Zhonghai's accident, his disciples and grandsons have drawn a clear line with him in order not to be implicated by him.
Nowadays, most of the people in the courtyard are from this compound. Although they despise Yi Zhonghai as a person, Yi Wang is a good person. As neighbors, we cannot ignore her.
There are five banquet tables set up in the middle courtyard, all of which are reserved for those who help.
The standard of the banquet was very low and shabby.
The third dish came with all the ingredients, it was soupy and watery, with only a few meat flowers floating on it.
The third uncle seemed to know what Yang Jun was thinking, so he came over and took out a list from his pocket.
"Junzi, last night we raised a total of 82.35 yuan for charity. We spent 60 yuan just to buy the cemetery. We hired two minibuses for another 15 yuan. The remaining 7.35 yuan can only be used to host these banquets."
The third uncle, Yan Bugui, said sadly, as if he was complaining that the funeral ceremony was so simple.
Yang Jun waved his hand and signaled the third uncle to put the bill away.
"Third uncle, logically speaking it shouldn't be the case. Yi Zhonghai is also an eighth-level fitter after all. He must have a lot of savings. Why haven't he left any of it?"
The third uncle smiled bitterly and said: "Since Lao Yi's accident, my sister-in-law spent all her savings and looked for people everywhere. But who would have thought that those people took the money but did nothing. No, instead of fishing out the people, they took them out.
My savings were all spent, and my old sister-in-law suddenly went insane, so all her savings were spent on medical treatment.”
When Yang Jun heard this, he felt sad, feeling that God was playing a trick on people.
"It's a good thing that you two gentlemen are supporting us in the yard, otherwise we wouldn't know what a mess it would be like."
The second uncle's eyebrows were a little proud. He was very happy that Yang Jun could praise him.
"As the elders in the courtyard, if we don't step forward to support him, who will step forward? These are what we should do."
There was a burst of crying from the mourning hall, and the atmosphere in the entire courtyard seemed solemn.
Several people stopped mentioning what happened just now and started eating one after another.
Although the food is not that good, it is still much better than what I eat at home, and I can barely eat it.
Yang Jun only drank two bowls of porridge in the morning. Now he was a little hungry, so he grabbed a wotou and started to eat it.
While he was eating, he looked around the mourning hall.
Suddenly, he noticed something was wrong.
The three children of Qin Huairu's family were kneeling on the left side of the mourning hall in mourning clothes, while Gu Dani, the niece of King Yi, was kneeling on the right side with her three children.
The two families seemed to be competing secretly, one crying louder than the other.
Especially Banggeng's little eyes, glaring fiercely at the three children across from him. If Qin Huairu hadn't been holding them down next to him, he might have pinched them from above.
Yang Jun looked at this scene and found it very funny.
The sun came out in the west.
Qin Huairu actually brought three children to send Wang Yi as his own family.
Qin Huairu was also wearing mourning clothes, pretending to be kneeling next to her and sobbing.
Not to mention, it really complies with the saying, 'If you want to be pretty, be filial.'
Widow Qin is really stunningly beautiful today, especially her sobbing look, which makes people feel even more pitiable.
Looking at her sad look, if she didn't know better, she would have thought that Qin Huairu was the daughter-in-law of the Yi Wang family.
The two families were crying and secretly competing with each other.
Adults have their own ways of suppressing, and children have their own ways of competing.
Qin Huairu and Gu Dani were competing to see who cried more sadly. They both lay in front of the soul and told how kind Wang Yi was to them, and also told who was closer to her.
The six children also refused to give in to each other. In addition to looking at each other fiercely, they took the time to spit at each other.
They both knew they couldn't make too much noise today, so they both restrained themselves.
