The days of being a buyer in Siheyuan

Yan Bugui was talking about the current situation of most families in the courtyard houses. In fact, everyone is still very envious of the Jia family. Not to mention that Cui Dake has only one lunch box every day, but Yi Zhonghai has also been helping their family. These are the reasons why everyone envies the Jia family.

This is why we were watching the play in front of the Jia family's door just now, and no one came forward to persuade them. There is an old saying that goes, "What we worry about is scarcity and inequality." There are only two widows and three children left in the Jia family, but they live better than most people in the compound. How can this not make people jealous?

"Uncle, this is just a joke. No family is short of food, and yours won't be the one."

Liu Minghui didn't believe what Yan Bugui said. He knew Yan Bugui's style. Frugality was simply engraved in his bones. Every month, Yan Bugui would exchange the fine grains for coarse grains, and most of them were sweet potatoes and the like. Although they didn't taste good, they would definitely fill him up.

"Hey, isn't this almost the same?"

Yan Bugui smiled awkwardly and said that ever since Yan Jiecheng started working, the Yan family no longer had difficulty in living in the courtyard. Whenever Yan Bugui cried miserably, everyone would bring up the fact that both of their families were working, making Yan Bugui, who loved to take advantage, feel that it was a wrong decision.

"Okay, Third Uncle, I'm going to Chen's house first, you can have fun by yourself."

Liu Minghui didn't want to talk to Yan Bugui anymore, so he went straight to the Chen family who lived in the back house.

"Old Chen, you're at home."

When he arrived at Chen's door, Liu Minghui did not push the door open, but stood at the door and shouted.

"Here I am. Hey, Chief Liu, please come in."

Old Chen came out and saw that it was Liu Minghui. He invited Liu Minghui to come in and sit down with a smile on his face, but Liu Minghui waved his hand and refused.

"No, it's almost time for dinner at home."

"Here are ten kilograms of corn flour. Take it."

Liu Minghui handed the food to him, and Lao Chen took it and thanked him repeatedly.

"Oh, thank you so much. It's because I got off work late and the grain store was closed. Otherwise, I wouldn't be unable to buy food."

Old Chen sighed and said that now he has to run far away every day to carry heavy bags, earning a very meager income and barely supporting his family of four.

"The hard times will pass. When your three children grow up, you will be able to enjoy happiness."

Liu Minghui could only comfort Old Chen with a few words, but what he said was not wrong. Old Chen's three children were all very good. They knew how to help with housework at home, which made Old Chen worry-free. They were not like Banggeng of the Jia family, who was naughty every day. Even Qin Huairu had to spoil him. If Banggeng didn't want to go to school, he wouldn't go.

Liu Minghui chatted with Lao Chen for a while and then went home. Although he had many feelings, Liu Minghui would not take the initiative to help others because he could not help all the people as there were too many people in need.

The next day, when Liu Minghui came back from get off work in the afternoon, Yan Bugui stopped him.

"Minghui, I heard that the steel mill is going to build a new residential building for employees."

The steel mill issued a notice today, and various building materials were shipped into the steel mill. Everyone who was well-informed knew about this matter. Yan Bugui was asking him here, and his purpose was self-evident. He wanted to ask for Yan Jiecheng.

"Uncle, I just found out about this. Why, are you interested?"

Liu Minghui stopped and talked about this with Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui nodded in agreement.

"Of course, but I'm asking this for Jie Cheng. I wonder if there's a chance to get a house."

After Yan Bugui finished speaking, he still looked at Liu Minghui with hope.

Hearing this, Liu Minghui silently sentenced him to death in his heart. Yan Jiecheng hardly met the requirements for a separate building.

But he couldn't say it directly, so he thought about it before speaking to Yan Bugui.

"Uncle, this matter still needs to be handled by the Steel Rolling Mill Management Department. They need to make the arrangements."

Yan Bugui became anxious when he heard this and asked quickly, "Why, you can't do anything?"

"Minghui, it's really not good to solve the problem that the couple is living in the upside-down room now. Do you think there is any solution?"

There was a hint in Yan Bugui's words, as if there would be benefits as long as Liu Minghui helped.

Of course Liu Minghui refused this, as he didn't lack this thing.

"Uncle, there's really nothing we can do. The steel mill has added so many new workers in the past two years. Everyone is watching. If the distribution is not even, everyone will make trouble."

After hearing this, Yan Bugui sighed and could only leave in disappointment. It seemed that there was no progress with Liu Minghui, so he had to find another way.

"Well, what did Section Chief Liu say?"

When Yan Bugui returned home, Jiang Jingwan and the third aunt had been waiting for a long time. When they saw him come back, they hurriedly asked him questions.

Yan Bugui sat down and said, "There's nothing we can do. We can't go through the back door."

The two were very disappointed after hearing this, especially Jiang Jingwan, who had originally dreamed of living in an apartment building, but in the end it was probably just a fantasy.

"Section Chief Liu."

Several workers from the steel rolling mill were waiting for Liu Minghui at the door of his home. When they saw him coming, they hurried forward.

Without waiting for anyone to speak, Liu Minghui said directly: "Don't ask me for housing allocation, I can't do anything about it."

These people all think that the houses they live in in the courtyard houses are too small, and they all want to move to bigger houses. However, they don’t think about how many people there are in the steel rolling mill, and that their houses were allocated to them after they entered the factory, so there is no way they can move.

"This, okay."

Seeing this, the few people had no choice but to leave. After all, Liu Minghui had already said that he could not help.

Before Liu Minghui entered the house, Yi Zhonghai walked in, followed by Liu Haizhong. The two of them didn't speak and went straight into Yan Bugui's house.

"Old Yan, Old Yan..."

Liu Haizhong shouted at the top of his voice.

"Lao Yi, Lao Liu, why are you here?"

The three people in the room were still discussing something when they unexpectedly heard two people coming over. Yan Bugui could only stand up and lead them into the room to sit down.

"Something's wrong."

Yan Bugui asked after the three of them sat down.

"Good thing."

Yi Zhonghai said with a smile on his face.

"Oh?"

Yan Bugui looked at Yi Zhonghai with a puzzled expression, wanting to see what he would say.

"You don't know, we just met Director Wang, and she said that the subdistrict office has allocated a job quota to our compound. Do you think it's a good thing?"

Liu Haizhong also nodded beside him, indicating that Yi Zhonghai was right.

"That's a good thing indeed. There are still many young people without jobs in the hospital."

Yan Bugui also looked very happy, because according to the rules of the hospital, no matter whose family got the quota, they would need to give subsidies to other families, which was equivalent to everyone sharing the money from the job.

Yan Bugui was of course happy to have money coming into his account.

"Yes, I plan to talk to everyone about this in a meeting tonight. You will be responsible for notifying everyone later."

Yi Zhonghai made the arrangements in high spirits, and the two did not object, so the matter was settled.