From reporting to approval, everything went smoothly, and special matters were handled promptly. Just on the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, the document reached Chaoyang District and was handed over to Lao Qian.
Old Qian was so excited at that time. He knew that he might be recorded in history, so he dared not delay. While ordering his subordinates to prepare, he went to find Zeng Wangcai in person to tell him the good news.
The 28th day of the twelfth lunar month was the ultimatum that Yan Bugui and others gave Zeng Wangcai to consider.
Siheyuan, front yard.
"Wangcai, today is the 28th. We agreed that you would give us an explanation. Why is there no news?" Yan Bugui led the people from last time to block the door of Zeng Wangcai's house.
"What did we agree on?" Zeng Wangcai played dumb.
He was waiting for news from Lao Qian, so naturally he would not agree.
Although he was somewhat confident that the higher-ups would agree, ultimately this was a challenge to the system, so it would be best to wait a little longer.
"Give us the money. One thousand yuan subsidy for one room. Don't you want to renovate the yard?" Yan Bugui said.
"Uncle, aren't you afraid of being scolded by the neighbors?" Zeng Wangcai looked at Yan Bugui sarcastically. "Since you can see that this is a good thing and may benefit the residents of Nanluoguxiang in the future, what you are doing now is equivalent to cutting off their thoughts."
"Don't waste your words. We are asking for benefits for those who come after us." Yan Bugui said confidently, "Don't say that people outside don't know about this now. Even if they know, they will stand on our side..."
“That’s not necessarily true…” Zeng Wangcai saw Lao Qian.
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