Although he is talkative and has strict family rules, he is not unreasonable and he takes his youngest daughter's words to heart.
After thinking about it over and over, I realized that what he said made perfect sense.
A large family of adults still has to rely on a six-year-old girl to make a living.
But unfortunately, they really had no other choice. They had no money and no skills. There were refugees everywhere outside, and life was hard. They should have had a hard time even protecting themselves and getting enough to eat, but they were living a comfortable life.
This is because her granddaughter is supporting them.
It's fair to say that the entire Qiao family is just freeloading here, offering absolutely no help whatsoever.
Clearing his throat, Qiao Qingnian glanced at his two younger sons.
"It should be easy to find a job in Hongcheng, unlike here in Jincheng where the disaster has made it impossible to find work."
Once you get there, go out and find some work. "If you can't afford to give me the money to help, you should be able to support yourself, earn some money, and ease the burden on your children a little. You should be able to do that."
Qiao Qiuming and Qiao Qiuxin both readily accepted the implication, knowing that the words were meant for them.
"Oh, Father, don't worry. Once we get to Hongcheng, I'll find a clerical job," the youngest son, Qiao Qiuxin, replied with a smile.
He used to write letters for people, making a living by doing so.
Isn't it because of the disaster in Jincheng that we can't make money?
Qiao Qiuming nodded and glanced at Qiao Qingnian. "Dad, when we get to Hongcheng, I'll see which restaurant or eatery will take me in. I can earn a living there."
He used to be a chef who cooked for people in their town.
Because of the pandemic, my culinary skills have been neglected. Going to Hongcheng will finally give them a chance to shine.
This put his mind at ease, though he also felt a bit guilty for having been eating and drinking for free. Everything he ate and used was top-notch, as if he were being kept at the An family's place for free. He felt he couldn't bear the shame.
Anle glanced at the notice. The time allotted was quite generous, giving them seven days to get busy with the move.
The first three days of these seven days were spent going to the government office to collect subsidies and sign treaties.
“Mother, we’ll handle things with the government over there. I’ll take my second brother with me. You’ll have to take care of things at home yourselves. We’ll move in three days.”
"Huh? So fast?" Qiao Zhiqin exclaimed in surprise.
Anle tilted her head to look at Qiao Zhiqin, "Quickly? Weren't we only given seven days?"
Qiao Zhiqin had some reservations.
"But my aunt's husband and uncle haven't come back yet. If we move away—"
"Oh, the government will keep a record of this. I need to go back to the government office to register and note my address. If my father and the others can't find us, the government should let us know where to go." Anle pointed to the notice in her hand. This clause was clearly written on the notice, stating that she needed to register her address and other information.
The population registration, original address, new residence, and size of the demolished house must all be clearly stated.
It's also a good opportunity to take stock of the town's current population and conduct a census so that we can register names and rebuild household registrations in the future.
**
The An family was busy moving when An Dalin brought An Dafeng over.
The topic of conversation naturally turned to housing issues. Since the demolition was planned, the chess hall apartment would also be demolished along with it.
The house was demolished, so the compensation money was not given to Gui'an Dafeng's family, but to Gui'an Dalin.
This house was originally bought by Anle for An Dalin to use for his small business.
If the house is suddenly demolished, An Dafeng's family will not receive any demolition compensation, nor will they have anywhere to stay.
Naturally, they came to Anjia to discuss this matter.
An Dafeng rubbed his hands, his old face flushed red, and he was too embarrassed to speak.
How was he supposed to explain this to the Mancang family? Normally, this was something their family should figure out themselves, but they didn't have any money.
A few days ago, he received five taels of silver in disaster relief funds from the government on a per capita basis. This money was enough for his daily expenses, but it was absolutely impossible for him to use it to settle down and buy a place to live. He couldn't afford it with that little money.
This really worried his whole family.
An Dalin was naturally aware of this situation, so he brought An Dafeng to their door.
An Dalin felt he had to help his older brother in need, especially since his family was relatively well-off and he could certainly help his brother's family.
An Dalin naturally knew that his elder brother couldn't bring himself to say it, so he had to speak up himself.
“Qiu Niang, if the chess hall is demolished, your uncle’s family will have nowhere to stay. Why don’t you help your uncle?”
I was thinking of using the demolition compensation from the chess hall to help your uncle with his household expenses, but I don't know what your side of the matter thinks."
Qiao Qiuniang was taken aback. "Father, didn't Lewazi say that the chess hall was already yours? It's your place, I can't make the decisions for you."
An Dalin sipped his tea twice. "That's what I say, but you guys paid for it, so I still need to come and discuss it with you."
Qiao Qiuniang bit her lip and hesitated. She was naturally willing to spend the money to help her uncle's family. Although Mancang wasn't here, she would definitely have agreed if he were.
However, the chess hall wasn't bought with their money; Le Wazi bought it with her own earnings. She wanted to ask for it, but she couldn't, and she felt she couldn't make the decision herself.
I still need to go find Lewazi and talk to her about it.
"How about I call Lewa over? She's home, tidying things up inside." Just as Qiao Qiuniang finished speaking, a voice rang out from outside the living room.
"Mom, I heard that Grandpa and Great-Grandpa are here." As soon as the voice fell, a figure skipped into the house.
"Hey, Grandpa and Great-Grandpa, you really came! How's the unpacking going? Is it all done yet?"
An Dafeng nodded stiffly. The packing was definitely done, and they would have to move out, but they didn't know where to move to.
Anle grinned.
"All packed up? Great, let's go together tomorrow. The five-courtyard mansion in Hongcheng is all ready." She had already sent Yu Rong to Hongcheng to look for a mansion.
Yu Rong is efficient and has already made all the arrangements; we're just waiting to move in.
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