The room was still the same room, but everything in it had become unfamiliar. The brown oak carved bed she used to sleep on was gone, as was the dressing table of the same color and the rosewood desk. The six-door wardrobe was still there, but the original snow-white paint had become a little mottled. Many of the ornaments and furniture she remembered were gone, replaced by simple furniture commonly seen on the street.
"Is this still my room? Why are all my furniture gone? Also, you seem to have forgotten the rule I set before. You're not the only one living in this room, are you?"
Qi Qingxia's expression still looked calm, but Qi Cuicui was so frightened by her gentle question that her legs went weak.
After Daniu moved in, he would occasionally sell off the furniture one by one. Some of the furniture was antique, which fetched a lot of money. Otherwise, with no work, how could she and Daniu have lived such a good life in the city and even bought a work for their daughter?
"Miss—"
Song Ziyi interrupted Cuicui and said, "Please call my mother, Comrade Cuicui, and don't call Miss Miss. Are you doing this on purpose?"
Cuicui quickly waved her hands, "No, no, no, I didn't mean that. I really didn't mean it."
Sun Yuxia, who had been silent the entire time, couldn't help but see her mother being scolded by a boy. She said, "What do you mean by this? My mom helped you look at houses for free. Even if she didn't do anything great, she worked hard. It's just a few pieces of furniture. Is it worth blaming me like this?"
"Free viewing of the house?" Qi Qingxia looked at Qi Cuicui. "Since that's what you think, then you won't be allowed to view this house anymore. I'll give you three days to move out."
Before Cuicui could say anything, Sun Yuxia started to speak. "Why? You told us to move, so we moved? Who do you think you are? Do you really think this is still the old society, where a capitalist lady like you can boss people around like this? Believe it or not, I'll report you to the Revolutionary Committee right now."
When Cuicui heard her daughter's words, a glimmer of hope appeared in her eyes, hoping that these words could scare Cuicui Qingxia.
Mi Qingxia glanced at Sun Yuxia, who was looking at her unkindly, and said calmly, "You did give birth to a good daughter. Now I'll only give you one day. I'll send someone to take over the house the day after tomorrow morning. Don't blame me for not being lenient with you then." He still had the nerve to ask why? Because the house belonged to her, Mi Qingxia.
Cuicui's heart sank. She had heard from Daniu that the world had changed again. The country no longer suppressed the capitalists and was even preparing to liquidate and return all the houses and properties that had been seized from the capitalists.
So in recent years, Daniu has been trying to get his connections everywhere, hoping to get the house under their own name as soon as possible.
But this is difficult to do. They don’t have the house deeds or land titles. Unless the original owner agrees, produces proof of the house deeds or land titles, and voluntarily transfers the property to them, they cannot get the house.
What to do now?
If they were really kicked out, where would she and Daniu live?
Qi Cuicui's hands began to tremble, and she looked at Qi Qingxia pleadingly, "Sister Xiao-Qingxia, I-"
Qie Qingxia didn't want to listen to her nonsense. Zuo Xu was just using the same old routine. "Move out within three days. I don't want to say it a second time. This is the last respect I can give you."
After saying this, Qi Qingxia turned around and left, not giving Qi Cuicui any chance to kneel down and beg.
As soon as Qi Qingxia left, Qi Cuicui collapsed on the ground, muttering to herself, "It's over, it's all over now. What should I do next? What should I do?"
Cuicui is not from Beijing. Although she also has the surname Cuicui, she has nothing to do with the Cuic family. She came to Beijing as a refugee and found the Cuic family through some indirect connections that she herself could not figure out. She met the kind-hearted old lady, who was Cuicui Qingxia's mother. The old lady took pity on her and took her in and asked her to help Cuicui Qingxia.
The ways of the old society were no longer in vogue at that time, but wealthy families had their own ways, so she had a false identity, saying that she was a distant relative of the wealthy family who had come to seek refuge.
She has no family in Beijing, and Sun Daniu is a farmer from the outskirts of Beijing. He came to the city because he couldn't stay in the village. Both of them don't have their own house. If they are really kicked out, how will their family live in Beijing in the future?
"Mom, they are just bluffing. Why are you afraid of them? Didn't Dad say it? This house belongs to us no matter what. No one can stop us." Sun Yuxia said with a sullen look on her face.
Cuicui had seen the wealth of the Cu family and also the methods used by the Cu family. She was not as optimistic as her daughter and husband.
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