Chapter 1696: Thriving 2
Wang Zhengguo and Lu's father, who are not far from their seventies, stood outside the crowd, looking energetic and with rosy faces.
They have not suffered any hardship in these years, and have good food and clothing. The two old people have been able to keep their backs straight, their ears and eyes are not deaf, and if it were not for their graying eyebrows and hair, at first glance they would look no different from they did ten years ago.
"Brick and tile houses are better than adobe houses. Bungalows are more imposing, square and angular. My three sons are very excited and want to build a few bungalows. At the very least, they will build three brick and tile houses and east and west side rooms. My grandchildren are already of marriageable age, and the whole family can't still live in three low and narrow adobe houses." Wang Zhengguo said.
His three sons have given him several grandchildren over the past decade. Together, the three families have more than a dozen grandchildren. The eldest son has five children, the second son has six, and the third son has five.
Not to mention getting married, if you don’t renovate and expand the house, you’ll have no place to step.
Father Lu smiled and said, "Do your sons plan to build their own houses, or allocate a separate piece of land for the next generation to build?"
If you flip a house, you don’t have to pay for the housing plot, which can save a lot of money.
Although Wang Zhengguo still had some gold, silver and cash in his hands, he did not want his children and grandchildren to grow up to be people who enjoy getting something for nothing, so he did not plan to share the money with them. He was worried that once they had enough money, they would become wealthy and build big houses and yards. Fortunately, they did not know about the existence of the gold and silver, and they did not think about the old man's savings.
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Father Lu nodded in understanding. "Xibao has two residential plots, which are neither too big nor too small. Because they are located at the east end and the middle of our production team, Acheng and Ayu want to build a house near our home, so they are not used. How about I tell Xibao that the two residential plots will be transferred to your two sons. When you have money, you can give it to us, so that we don't owe the team."
When it comes to building a house, it is better to overdo it than to underdo it. Didn’t you see that Mr. Lu has already put the plan of renovating the house into place?
Wang Zhengguo sighed, "They work so hard and have so many children, how much money can they save? Even though they want to build a bungalow, I think it would be good if they could rebuild three brick houses and build a few adobe houses. The materials would cost more than three hundred. However, they want me to approve a piece of homestead for them to build a new house. The money for the homestead should be owed to them first, and it will be deducted from their work points at the end of the year. Then their son of marriageable age can live in the new house and get married, while they can still live in the old house with their children."
One of the two residential plots was left to Xi Bao in black and white by an elderly widower in the brigade who found the brigade secretary before he died. The reason was that Xi Bao was with him during his last years of life and saved him from starvation and cold.
The land belongs to the collective. Even though Wang Zhengguo is still the team leader and highly respected, he cannot show favoritism.
The other piece of residential land was obtained by Xibao three or four years ago in exchange for thirty kilograms of wheat, one hundred kilograms of dried sweet potatoes and two bags of brown sugar.
Wang Zhengguo thought for a moment and went to discuss it with Xibao.
Xi Bao said without hesitation: "If my cousin's family wants to build a house, just take it. It's empty anyway, and we don't plan to build a house there. But uncle, you can't treat me badly!"
"Don't worry, if I give you 80 yuan for a piece of residential land, you will be the creditor of your two cousins."
The two residential plots are about the same size as Guanyu's land, and the smaller one is not much bigger. Although they are smaller than the total area of Lu Jiang's old house and yard, the living standards have improved, so the price is more expensive than it was a decade ago, so it is priced at eighty.
. . In the previous chapter, the price of the Guan family's homestead was changed from 200 to 80, which did not affect the plot. In the 1960s and 1970s, it was popular in rural areas to exchange grain for private homesteads. My family exchanged an old homestead for 30 kilograms of wheat. When my parents got married in the late 1980s, the price of homesteads had soared to 2,000 yuan.
(End of this chapter)