Chapter 205: The Housing Management Department is Coming to Collect the House
When Li Yiming returned home, he saw his grandfather waiting for him at the entrance of the alley.
"Grandpa, what's the matter?"
"Someone from the Housing Management Department is here and is waiting for you at home. Anyway, I didn't let them into the workshop in the back, so they just wandered around the store."
Li Yiming felt a tightness in his heart, thinking that something bad must be happening, and he hurried to the yard.
As soon as I got outside the courtyard, I heard Song Ying's voice:
"If you want to kick Sister Ling out, bring the official document! Who are you? You told Sister Ling to vacate her room with just one sentence! When Sister Ling and I entered the workshop, you were still playing in the mud!"
"We're just here to find out more about the situation. If she doesn't live here, we can definitely take her over!"
"Bullshit! I'm going to the factory tomorrow to ask and, by the way, inform the factory employees on the loudspeaker. They said they'd put everyone on unpaid leave, and everything else would remain. It's only been a short time, and they're already here to take away your houses. Let's see if anyone dares to put themselves on unpaid leave!"
"Song Ying, don't be so arrogant!" the other party shouted.
"Arrogant! Haha! Auntie, let me show you how arrogant I am!"
Then, she picked up the broom beside her and hit those people.
Li Yiming had prepared a lot of words, but none of them came to fruition.
His words were useless, but his feet were. He stretched out his long legs and tripped the person walking in front of him.
The man screamed and flew out. The man following behind him was prepared and did not fall, but he also staggered two steps and stepped on the foot of the man in front of him. The man screamed again.
"Ouch! You! How dare you trip me!"
"I'm sorry, I was just about to enter the house when you rushed out in a rage, so I didn't make it in time!" Li Yiming grinned and sneered.
The two felt ashamed and left.
Song Ying chased them to the door and shouted at their backs, "Wait for me at the factory tomorrow!"
Li Yiming was about to ask about the situation when Song Ying pushed him aside and started yelling:
"Which shameless bastard went to the Housing Management Office to gossip? Don't let me know who it is! I'll rip your mouth off! You don't want to be a good person, but you have to be a dog, right? What's the point of going to the Housing Management Office? Go to the Industrial Bureau and complain! If you don't know the gate, I'll take you there!"
"If you're illiterate, ask your school-educated children what the policy says! See if the Housing Management Office can take Sister Ling's house!"
"Even if she takes the house, so what? Doesn't she have a place to live? What I take away can't be given to you! You're jealous of others making money and you go and make your own. You have no ability and you're just talking nonsense. You deserve to be poor and suffer all your life!"
The sound was so loud that it could be heard in the alleys on both sides.
When Li Yiming heard this, he roughly guessed what was going on.
He listened quietly to Song Ying finish her scolding, then whispered, "Aunt Song, I'm going to call Aunt Huang."
"Okay, go ahead!" Song Ying nodded.
When Wu Jianguo heard Song Ying's yelling, he looked at Zhang A-mei.
Zhang A-mei curled her lips: "Who knows who she offended."
"Don't block your own way." Wu Jianguo frowned.
Zhang A'mei raised her hand to hit Wu Jianguo, but Wu Jianguo held her wrist tightly and did not let go until she felt pain.
The two started arguing again because of this.
In the room, Wu Jun looked up and Wu Shanshan knocked on the table.
She trained Wu Jun to study in a noisy environment just as she trained herself.
Huang Ling once told her that she should have a shield and open it whenever she needed to concentrate. Otherwise, she would always be controlled and influenced by others.
"Recall the formula, memorize it, start from the first one."
"Oh." Wu Jun closed his eyes and muttered to himself.
In the front room, Zhang A-mei and Wu Jianguo were arguing, in the back room, Wu Shanshan and Wu Jun were memorizing formulas, and Zhang Min was lying on the bed reading a magazine. Everyone had their own things to do.
This kind of situation occurs almost every few days.
In fact, Song Ying was not scolding Zhang A-mei, but Wang Yong next door.
Normally, if something happens in their yard, Wang Yong and his wife would stretch their necks longer than a giraffe's. But today, when the people from the Housing Management Department came, he was clearly at home but did not come out to see. This was very abnormal.
So, Song Ying thought it was him and no one else.
He often peeked in when he passed by the workshop, and the female workers hated him very much.
Li Yiming went to call Huang Ling. Seeing him come back, Song Ying said proudly:
"How do I tell her that I scolded her and she left?"
"Then Aunt Huang doesn't understand you yet! She was asking if anything had happened and whether she should come over now. Only after I told her no, did she feel relieved." Li Yiming replied.
"If you do that again, I'll definitely take action!"
"Auntie Huang told you not to be impulsive, she will handle it..."
"She knows." Song Ying continued Li Yiming's words.
"Yes." Li Yiming nodded.
"Even if I knew it, I would still scold him. People like him will definitely not end up well." Song Ying raised her chin towards Wang Yong's house.
Wang Yong listened to Song Ying scolding him at home. He was so angry that he gritted his teeth and pounded the table, ready to leave:
"I'm going to tear Song Ying's mouth off!"
Wang Yong's wife held him back and said, "Why don't you just tell her that it was you who contacted the Housing Management Office?"
"I'm telling the truth. Huang Ling has married into the machinery factory, so why is she still occupying the house in our cotton mill? And she doesn't live there now. They and Li Yiming's family are all greedy for the factory's assets! The houses all belong to the factory!" Wang Yong said hatefully.
But he didn't dare speak loudly, for fear that Song Ying would hear him and come over to tear his mouth apart.
"That's right, but from what Song Ying said, it doesn't comply with the policy. No matter where she gets married, she will be an employee of the cotton mill. She is just on unpaid leave." Wang Yong's wife raised a question.
These people would never think of taking unpaid leave, so they have no idea about the policies in this regard.
"Who cares about the policy? I just don't accept her behavior. Even if the Housing Management Department doesn't care, I'll still go."
"That's right, even if it's for someone else, you can't give it to her, right? Song Ying, too. It's none of her business, but she's still getting mad! If you don't know, you'd think they were going to take her house! And she even cursed so harshly!"
The couple chirped in low voices.
Wang Yong didn't pay attention to this matter at first. He probably knew the policy, but this time he was not targeting Huang Ling, but mainly Li Yiming.
Li Yiming's small supermarket has a telephone, which everyone finds very convenient. People from several surrounding alleys will come over to make and receive calls.
Yesterday, Li Yiming looked at his grandfather's account book and found that Wang Yong's family owed several dollars. After asking his grandfather, he learned that since the telephone was installed, Wang Yong's family had frequently made and received calls, and even made long-distance calls, but had never paid a penny.
So, Li Yiming went to the house to ask for the phone bill.
Wang Yong had seen that Li Yiming was making a lot of money from the telephone and the small supermarket, and he had also heard Zhang A'mei and his wife talking about how Huang Ling's clothing store on the street was doing a booming business and making a lot of money every month, and he couldn't help but feel jealous.
Li Yiming's coming to ask for money made him feel slapped in the face by Li Yiming, so he reported it.
Of course he knew that even if the housing management department took the house back, it would not fall on his shoulders, but he just didn't want to make Huang Ling and Li Yiming feel comfortable.
Once the house is taken back, Li Yiming and Aunt Li will have to move back to their home, and Huang Ling’s workshop will not be able to operate.
Then, his goal would be achieved.
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