However, it's worth considering.
"Could you do me a favor and keep an eye out for any houses or yards around here?"
"That would be difficult." The old man shook his head. "Our area has been assigned to the subdistrict office, and it's basically full of people who work nearby. In our courtyard, for example, there are students from our elementary school, people from the steel mill, and people who sweep the streets. The courtyards next door are the same kind of big, crowded courtyards. You might be able to buy one or two rooms, but if you want a whole apartment, I reckon that'll be hard."
“Haven’t a lot of people moved out these past few years? Can’t you think of a solution?” Wang Shouren asked.
“They’ve moved out, but some people have moved in. There are just too many unemployed young people these days,” an old man said from the side. “If you ask me, if you renovate the room in the deaf old lady’s room, it would actually be enough.”
Before the deaf old lady passed away, she made a will in front of everyone in the nursing home, saying that she wanted to sell her house.
After the sale, the people in the courtyard split the money equally.
To be honest, at that time, buying and selling was not allowed.
Moreover, it was during a special period.
But since it was beneficial for everyone, no one objected. Wang Shouren bought it, and the house in the backyard remained vacant.
Now, apart from the second uncle's house, the other three houses in the backyard are all empty.
"Okay, I'll think about it some more. Come on, let's eat, the food at Donglaishun is pretty good."
"Isn't that obvious? If it's not good, why would you order it?" The third uncle rolled his eyes, then took a sip of wine with a satisfied smile. He had brought the wine with him today.
According to the old man himself, after living to such an old age, he has never realized how comfortable it is to spend money, which is somewhat of a "I only know who I am today" spirit.
"Alright, you old man, still so cunning." Wang Shouren said with a smile, "Eat, eat, eat. I won't go back tonight. You guys can sleep here. The guest room in the back has never been used, everything is brand new. You guys can let my room have some human warmth too."
"Tsk, look at what you're saying. Even I, an old man, can't refuse. You have to be a cultured person." The third uncle clicked his tongue, took a sip of wine and a bite of mutton, and his face turned rosy.
“Uncle, aren’t you a cultured man too?” Qin Jingru teased from the side.
"Otherwise what? The old man is just bragging here. Do you really think he's praising me?" Wang Shouren laughed and added insult to injury.
"Alright, they're coming for me. Come on, let's have a drink. It's okay to brag a little once in a while."
"With your skill level, you could easily brag three times," Qin Huairu chimed in from the side.
Adults have their own space, and children have theirs.
Wang Xirou mingled with several old men, grabbing a little meat here and a little meat there, while listening to their stories.
Yi Xiaochuan and Wang Ruiming were whispering and discussing something on the side. In the middle of it, Wang Ruiming pulled Yi Xiaochuan to his room. Through the light, you could vaguely see the two of them writing and drawing something on the desk.
After a satisfying meal and drinks that night, the group went to rest.
Wang Shouren and the two Qin sisters were left in the living room tidying up. There was quite a lot of stuff, but the three of them working together were quite fast.
"Shouren, what do you think they're thinking? They said they were going to come down for an inspection, but I've been waiting for so long and no one has come down, not even a notification. Is this just a scare tactic?" Qin Huairu asked while tidying up.
This story begins three months ago.
At that time, Qin Huairu received a notice from the higher authorities, saying that they would come down to visit their Qin Family Village.
This notification made Qin Huairu somewhat uneasy.
Yes, it was unease rather than excitement.
Because she always believed that these things in Qin Family Village had some degree of involvement in the gray market.
Since the higher-ups wouldn't allow any form of capitalism, they set up a cooperative, which was entirely state-owned, so it wasn't exactly capitalism. The problem is, in reality, every household is living a good life. And now that people know about this, isn't that capitalism? Because of this, many people have expressed concern.
But this couldn't be kept secret any longer. The changes in Qin Family Village were obvious to the naked eye—such a large chicken farm, so many greenhouses. They couldn't just hide it. So, Qin Huairu actually knew in her heart that the higher-ups would eventually pay attention to Qin Family Village. But after the last message, there had been no further news. This couldn't help but seem strange.
What exactly are they trying to do?
"I reckon the higher-ups are still thinking about it, but it should be a good thing. Let's wait and see." Wang Shouren wasn't surprised by the result.
Dongfang Fuxing had only been in office for a short time, and many things were still not in order. When he consulted Wang Shouren, it was only to determine a direction. Once it was truly determined, it was not something that could be resolved overnight.
"Are you really alright?" Qin Huairu was still somewhat worried.
"Have confidence in yourself. There are street urchins everywhere now. If no jobs are created, what will they do? You need to think carefully about which nearby village can be integrated into this, instead of worrying about what's going on above."
Wang Shouren knew that for Beijing, the most troublesome people were always those idle bastards.
These days, they're called "playboys." Before, it wasn't so bad; "playboys" were mostly kids from relatively wealthy families, often from military compounds. They could play around, their families didn't have much pressure, and if they really needed to work, they could. But later, those young people returning to their hometowns weren't so well-off. This group, using the "playboy" label, dared to do anything.
People in Beijing are a bit better off; people in other places are even more outrageous.
This is also the main reason why the crackdown occurred later.
When conflicts accumulate, a major crisis is bound to erupt.
Of course, that's a bit of a tangent.
Given the current situation, Dongfang Fuxing should agree to Qinjiacun's desire to expand outwards, both for public and private reasons.
"Judging by the time, that little fat boy should be back by now," Wang Shouren murmured, looking at the lights outside.
"Little Fatty, which little fatty? Yuan Wai?" Qin Jingru asked immediately, curious.
"That's him. He went out with Qin Shou several months ago. A few days ago, he sent word that he would come back before the end of the year."
"Did Qin Shou really run off to the south?"
"Yes, but we don't know how it will turn out. Will they make a fortune or end up in a mess?"
"With Yuan Wai, that old fox, here, there shouldn't be any problems, right?"
"Who knows?"
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