"What use is it to you to come to someone else's house?" Several office staff members were also taken aback, and then they also looked envious.
It's really luxurious for just two people to live in such a big courtyard, but it's registered under their personal names, not a confiscated house, so they can't do anything about it.
On this street, there are only two properties registered under an individual's name; one belongs to the glass factory manager.
Their ancestors have been here for generations, so their family background is perfectly fine.
Then there's the one that relies on the main road; they don't know who those people are, and no one has come here for so many years.
They all thought that the family had long since died and that the house would be confiscated sooner or later.
So they can understand those people's thoughts, but now that they've moved in, what can they do?
"What do you mean, 'their' house? Why should it be theirs? I could say all these houses belong to my family!"
The people who came to cause trouble were not satisfied. They said that the houses here were all owned by people with questionable identities and were now public housing.
Their status is much better than those people's; if anything should be given, it should be to them.
"Hmph, that's someone else's house, it has all the proper paperwork, isn't it only natural for them to come and stay?"
"Don't even mention two people coming to stay. Even if they let a dog stay here, there's nothing we can do. If you're so capable, go and get your own house. What are you doing here causing trouble?"
"If you owned such a house, would you be willing to share it with someone else?" The staff at the neighborhood office were so angry they laughed.
“We don’t believe it. They must have given you gifts. We’ve never heard of this courtyard being owned by someone else.”
The group was taken aback by their words, but after thinking about it, they realized they were being lied to.
“You saw the gift? You’re making false accusations. We can report this to the police. We told you long ago that it’s someone else’s house, and they can decide how to handle it.”
"We know the situation here better than you do. Isn't that glass factory manager's house just a private property? Why don't you go and cause trouble?"
"Don't you think about the circumstances of their wedding that day? Those military vehicles must have been a simple thing. Maybe they were rewarded for their meritorious service."
Several people looked at the man impatiently, and in the end, they were so angry that they wanted to call the police.
The troublemakers, seeing how tough they were, didn't dare say anything more, but they felt uneasy thinking about what the troublemakers had said.
The staff at the neighborhood office saw that they had all moved aside, locked the door, and went home without even glancing at them.
"Do you think what they're saying is true?" The group didn't know what to do.
"No matter what, it's wrong for just two people to live together; that's a waste. We could even rent out two rooms!" Several people felt they could compromise.
"But nobody cares about this. What should we do? The glass factory manager's family is different from theirs. They also have a large family living together."
The group agreed that the factory manager's house was much larger, but it had been inhabited by several generations of people.
The house was fully occupied. Although it belonged to them personally, there was no waste. Unlike the other side, where two people occupied a large courtyard.
"Yes, the people from the neighborhood office just mentioned something about meritorious service and rewards. Since they are soldiers, they should be more considerate of the people and not be so selfish."
The group grew increasingly angry as they talked, but they were at a loss. The neighborhood committee wouldn't take action, so who else could they turn to?
"When my husband gets off work later, let's go ask that family together. If all else fails, we can just rent their house, right?"
In the end, one person came up with a solution. Some hesitated and didn't want to spend the money, but others' eyes lit up.
That man from that family is a bit scary; they should let the man in their family handle it.
Everyone felt that they had been very reasonable and were willing to compromise to this extent, and that family should be extremely grateful to them.
So after their husbands got off work, they told them what had happened, and one by one, they righteously and indignantly formed cliques and went to the front.
Everyone was afraid of arriving too late and finding the houses already rented out, never considering whether anyone would even want to rent them.
Suti and Li Baichuan had just finished cooking dinner. This was their first night staying alone, and Suti had cooked two of her signature dishes to celebrate.
Just as the two were about to sit down for dinner, there was a knock on the door.
"Wife, you sit down, I'll go check on things." Li Baichuan wondered if his grandfather and the others were worried and had sent someone over to check on things.
Peeking through the crack in the door, Li Baichuan's brow was furrowed; it was a group of unfamiliar strangers.
"Who are you looking for?" Li Baichuan asked impatiently as they kept knocking.
"Hello, comrade, we...we're here to rent a room." The group of people who were initially aggressive became much more polite when they saw that it was a man who opened the door.
"Rent a house? We don't have a house to rent, you've got the wrong person." Li Baichuan said, and was about to close the door.
"Wait, this is your house." Several timid women couldn't hold back any longer when they saw him about to close the door, and hurriedly ran out.
There are many of them, and all their men are there, so there's nothing to be afraid of him.
"We're here to rent your house, and we can pay you." The women glared at Li Baichuan angrily, their tone condescending as if they were bestowing a handout.
“We don’t have a house to rent. Can’t you understand human language? And you want money? All private transactions are now prohibited. This is called speculation and profiteering. We can report you.”
When Suti saw the people at the door, he knew they would cause trouble, but he didn't expect them to be so impatient, especially since it was only the first day.
"Don't try to scare me with what speculation and profiteering? We just want to rent a house, or we can barter."
The women paused for a moment, then reacted quickly: if they couldn't exchange money, surely exchanging goods would do?
“Are you hearing problems? We’re not renting.” Suti walked out directly.
"Why don't you rent it? It's such a waste for the two of you to live in such a big courtyard. How can you be so immoral?"
The women were surprised that she would refuse, and they all glared angrily at Suti.
"Why should I? Because this yard belongs to me. Even if I leave it empty, no one can stop me. I can't waste it on your property."
"Hey, you're wearing a watch. And that's your man next to you, right? He actually has a watch too. Your family has two watches? Isn't that a waste? You should give us one. I can rent yours or we can trade."
"And your man's clothes are from a glass factory, right? He actually has a job? He should give it to us, otherwise it's just immoral."
Suti had expected them to cause trouble, but she hadn't imagined they would be so shameless. Indeed, her imagination was not rich enough.
"Why should I? Are you out of your mind?" Several women glared at Suti, thinking she must be crazy after hearing those words.
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