Chapter 56: Old Lady, Another Hit
Old Mrs. Tang felt pain all over her body, but she refused to go to the hospital no matter what. She felt so uncomfortable that she just grabbed a painkiller and took it.
"Stop humming. It's annoying." Old Master Tang kept complaining, "You can never have a quiet moment."
"If you don't want to listen, get out!" Old Mrs. Tang threw the teacup beside her, and the hot water spilled all over the floor. A small piece of paint was knocked off the teacup.
"What a crazy old woman." Old Master Tang ignored the teacup on the ground and walked out of the house cursing.
As winter begins, the weather gets colder and colder. We can’t go out to walk our birds or play chess in the park.
But he still has plenty of places to go.
For example, when you go to a friend’s house to play cards, today you go to Mr. Zhang’s house, and tomorrow you go to Mr. Sun’s house.
Other people's spouses are all very nice. They pour tea for them, hang clothes for them, and always have a smiling face. They are much better than that she-devil at home.
Once he leaves home, he finds friends everywhere and becomes happy immediately.
Old Mrs. Tang lay in bed, thinking over and over again, but she couldn't understand how the east room became Xia Jinhua and the others'.
How come they are so powerful?
Will there be such new regulations?
And where does their money come from?
When she saw her eldest son coming back, she called him over and asked him to explain to her over and over again what the new regulations were and what they said.
Tang Jinhong was so annoyed because he had said it too many times in the past few days.
“It means that employees can spend less money to buy houses in the factory.”
Old Mrs. Tang: "You can buy any house in the factory? You can buy any one you want."
"No." Tang Jinhong suppressed his annoyance and said, "It has to be sold only if the factory is willing to sell it. The factory has newly built a residential building for employees, and everyone wants to live in the building. Few people are willing to live in the compound."
The interpersonal relationships in the slum are complicated. Many people have lived here for many years, and outsiders would feel excluded.
In addition, the conditions in the slum were actually very simple. People had to use toilets to relieve themselves and line up every day to dump their excrement.
This is a dirty and tiring job.
In winter, they have to crank the coal briquettes to keep warm. It is a hassle to operate the stove and there are safety risks. The neighborhood committee will conduct regular inspections to prevent accidents.
The newly built residential buildings have flush toilets and heating. People who have spare money to buy a house will buy the trendy buildings. Who would buy a bungalow for shared use?
So when the factory heard that Tang Xueli wanted to buy two rooms in the compound, they discussed it and agreed.
Of course, Zhao Changjiang's face is also part of the reason.
"Tell me again, what is this system?" Old Mrs. Tang asked patiently.
Tang Jinhong sighed heavily, "Some units have already started trying to implement the three-three system for employee housing purchases. Everyone should know about it in a while, and it will be a common thing by then."
It's human nature for everyone to want to own a house of their own.
"What system?" Old Mrs. Tang asked repeatedly, as if she was confused.
Tang Jinhong almost had a heart attack. "Mom, if you are tired, take a nap. I will go light some more coal to make the house warmer."
"I'm asking you what system you have!" Old Mrs. Tang glared, "Why are you sleeping? I sleep all day long."
How can an old lady half buried in the earth have so much sleep?
The room was hot enough and she felt dry all over.
Tang Jinhong: "…the three-three system for workers to buy houses"
"Employees, buying houses..." Mrs. Tang had an idea, "Employees?"
"Yes, the three-three system for employees to buy houses." Tang Jinhong has said it hundreds of times and his lips are almost worn out.
Old Mrs. Tang sat up and asked, "Among Xia Jinhua and the others, which one is an employee?"
One is selling socks at a stall, one is a cook, and one is still in school. Which one is the factory employee?
This doesn’t comply with regulations!
Tang Jinhong thought about it and realized, "It seems that none of them are."
"You can ask again tomorrow." Mrs. Tang felt much stronger. She changed her mind and said, "Forget it. Call Zhao Changjiang over and I'll ask him first."
"Okay, I'll go call Director Zhao now." Tang Jinhong immediately stood up and left.
Old Mrs. Tang sighed and shook her head, muttering in a low voice: "You are already a cadre in the factory, but you can't think of such a thing. It's really unacceptable. I am such a smart person, why are my sons so stupid? They all take after that useless old man. Well, my daughter is more like me, with a quick mind and smart actions. It's a pity that my daughter will marry someone else. Look, we live in the same city, and we can only see each other once or twice a year. What can we expect from her!"
Zhao Changjiang came over quickly.
He first asked about the old lady's health, "Are you feeling better? If you feel unwell, you must go to the hospital to see a doctor. You can't just fight it."
"No, no, I'm in good health!" Mrs. Tang asked directly, "My daughter-in-law and granddaughter, they bought the house in the factory, isn't that against the rules?"
Zhao Changjiang smiled and said, "It's in accordance with the rules."
Mrs. Tang was stunned for a moment: "How can it be in accordance with the rules? They are not employees of the factory."
As a factory manager, he is lying with his eyes open.
If she became a factory manager, she would do a better job than Zhao Changjiang.
Zhao Changjiang explained: "Tang Yuanyuan is an employee of the factory. The house was bought in her name, and the owner is Tang Yuanyuan."
"Yuanyuan? Isn't she working in the textile factory?" Old Mrs. Tang thought she was not so old and confused that she could not remember these things.
Zhao Changjiang said: "She joined our electronic instrument factory last month as a warehouse keeper. She got the hang of the job quickly and is very responsible. The old people in the factory all praise her for her ability."
Old Mrs. Tang gritted her teeth and said, "I just joined last month. With such a small qualification, can I buy a house?"
"Of course, it's completely in line with the regulations. What's more, I have an introduction. Yuanyuan also grew up in our compound, so you and I are old neighbors." Zhao Changjiang smiled amiably.
But Old Mrs. Tang just wants to tear his face apart. What's so funny about that? Is that funny?
"Ouch, my head..." Old Mrs. Tang covered her head, looking painful.
"Mom, are you okay?" Tang Jinhong immediately reached out to support his old mother.
Zhao Changjiang stopped smiling and said kindly, "Don't worry. Buying a house is in accordance with the rules. They won't take back the money you paid. Once you pay for the house, it belongs to Tang Yuanyuan. Don't worry!"
Mrs. Tang felt even more distressed. "Okay, go back now!"
She didn't want to listen to anything Zhao Changjiang said.
Zhao Changjiang stood up and said goodbye.
When Mr. Tang returned home late at night, he always felt that his wife was humming even louder.
"I'm going to die. If you want to die, die sooner."
Old Mrs. Tang: "Oh my, oh my, you old man, you will definitely die before me."
Mr. Tang responded with a series of loud snoring sounds.
No matter how Old Mrs. Tang lay down, she felt uncomfortable as she could always hear laughter coming from the east room.
Why is her life so bad?
Although she also suffered a blow, Tang Limei was much better off than her grandmother and recovered quickly.
After all, they are young and have strong adaptability.
She even volunteered to take part in a quiz contest.
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