He was going to the small square to find his father and mother.
Not long after he went out, he met an old man from another building. He was also a former employee of the factory. Xing Baohua called him Uncle Niu.
"Uncle Niu, why are you running in such a hurry?"
"Hey! Hua Zi's back. Your parents are never home these days." Uncle Niu, the neighbor who was walking briskly, stopped to talk to Xing Baohua.
"I know! I was just about to go find them. Why are you in such a hurry? Don't fall if you walk so fast, you're not young anymore," Xing Baohua kindly advised.
"Don't even mention it. I just heard someone in the new neighborhood was having suicidal thoughts, so I went to check on them," Uncle Niu said.
"The new residential area is finished?" Xing Baohua knew that the old director of the machinery factory had gone to great lengths to provide employee housing on the land of the No. 4 Factory.
Later, due to some unforeseen circumstances, the cash flow dried up, and construction stopped. After the old factory manager, Mr. Li, left, the new factory manager also lacked the funds to get things started.
Uncle Niu said that it seems the new residential area is finished?
"It's hard to explain in a few words. Go find your parents, I'll go check on things." With that, Uncle Niu left.
Mind your own business.
Their family no longer has any connection with the machinery factory.
It's somewhat related; the property rights of the house where my parents live are still held by the factory.
When he arrived at the small square, he couldn't find Xing's parents, so he had no choice but to turn back and go home to wait.
He also asked the guards to order some dishes from the restaurant at the entrance of the residential area, so that he wouldn't have to do the cooking himself when it was time to eat dinner.
As dusk approached, Xing Baohua, who was taking a nap, woke up when she heard the door open.
"He didn't even give us a heads-up before he came back." Xing's father saw Xing Baohua's car at the intersection and knew his son was back.
"Didn't I give you two sets of equipment? I haven't seen you reply!" Xing Baohua asked.
"Your dad went to the market, and I don't know if he lost it or if someone stole it. Anyway, he went out and can't find it," Xing's mother explained to Xing's father after changing her shoes.
“If you can’t find one next time, just go to the factory and get one. Let me know the number then.” Xing Baohua said as he called the guards in the car, asking them to go to the restaurant and bring the food over.
After hanging up the phone, he asked Xing's father, "Where did you and Mom go?"
"I was playing in the small square when I heard that someone in the new neighborhood was having suicidal thoughts, so I went over to see who it was and wanted to offer some advice."
"Who was it? Did they manage to persuade them to come down?" Xing Baohua asked curiously.
Mr. Xing shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I don't know him."
These words left Xing Baohua speechless. Well, even if you don't know them, you still have to offer advice!
"Later I found out he was just a small contractor. He had no choice but to ask the factory for money, and he couldn't get it from the construction company either. He couldn't find any money from the construction company either," Mr. Xing said, spreading his hands.
“Even if we get the money from the machine factory, they don’t have the money to pay us! You owe me, I owe you, it’s a debt that’s impossible to untangle. Has anyone been persuaded to come down?” Xing Baohua echoed.
"No. He insisted on jumping, and we couldn't stop him." That's what Xing's father had just said.
Xing Baohua chimed in, "Sigh! I guess this small-time contractor owes a lot to others. What a miserable life! If he were alone, it would be alright, but I'm afraid he'll have to leave his family behind."
"It was caught by the fire department's mat."
Forehead……
If it weren't for his own father speaking to him so heavily, Xing Baohua would probably have cursed him out.
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