The alley was too narrow, so Ying Yan didn't ride his bicycle in. Instead, he stopped outside, carried his things, and led Ke Meiyu inside.
Although the alley was paved with blue bricks, there were still occasional smelly water stains flowing out from the road, and the smell of toilets also spread widely in the steamy air.
Various slogans were posted everywhere on the walls, along with crooked chalk marks of prohibition and curses.
"What are your thoughts?" Ying Yan turned his head and looked at the unwavering look of surprise on Ke Meiyu's face, and couldn't help but ask.
"I suddenly remembered a saying: 'If you want to be rich, have fewer children and plant more trees,'" Ke Meiyu said, pursing her lips slightly. "Everything in excess is as bad as deficiency."
Ying Yan patted her head and said, "Don't worry, our Xia Hua has survived the most difficult period, and things will only get better from now on."
Ke Meiyu was taken aback, then tapped her head. She realized she'd been too narrow-minded, imagining future housing prices skyrocketing, with each square meter in Kyoto costing a fortune. If these people wanted an easy life, they could simply buy a house and move to a second- or third-tier city for a large retirement.
Ying Yan led her around several corners before finally stopping at the entrance of a courtyard.
This is a small courtyard house, but it houses about ten families.
"Ninth Master!" A man wearing a red vest with the words "Textile Factory" printed on it was fiddling with his bicycle in the yard. Hearing the noise, he looked up, happily scooped water from the water vat to wash his hands, and warmly invited them to come in and sit down.
He stomped out the door and shouted a few times. Before long, a group of young men ran in.
And within half an hour, the courtyard was filled with people...
There were even a few women carrying children on their backs or holding children's hands!
Ke Meiyu blinked and looked at Ying Yan. These were her childhood friends.
However, over the years they have all started their own families. Regardless of their circumstances, at least their families who raised them are kind and have never mistreated them. And these young men also have their own jobs, whether temporary or permanent, at least they can eat. They are strong and healthy, and their personalities are quite cheerful and outgoing.
They all came forward to speak, and when they saw Ke Meiyu, they all addressed her as "sister-in-law" with great respect.
After a while of commotion, Ying Yan made a gesture, and everyone fell silent.
It was Sunday, and most of the workers were off, so most of them came this time. Other residents in the courtyard peered out of their windows, listening intently, curious about who the person sitting there was.
“I’ve summoned you all here today because I have something to ask of you,” Ying Yan said solemnly.
The twenty-odd young people exchanged glances, their blood boiling, as if they had returned to the past.
Although Ying Yan was young at that time, he was very clever and came up with one ingenious idea after another.
There are many children in the orphanage, but the management only accepts the funds and welfare allocated by the organization and rarely benefits the children. Families who want to adopt from the orphanage must pay a large deposit, which deters many families without children.
Regardless of whether the children are adopted or die of illness, their names are all on the orphanage's collective household registration so that they can receive more welfare and funds.
It was Ying Yan, who was only nine years old, who completely outmaneuvered the managers. Not only did he slip up during the leaders' inspection, but he also secretly transferred the stolen money and goods, which were then divided equally among the adoptive families.
These supplies have been a great help to them over the past few years.
After that, the brothers and sisters followed Ying Yan to do a few big jobs. Now they look very ordinary, just insignificant workers with fixed wages. But they are also somewhat wealthy. They can afford to buy a house, or at least the three major items to get married in style.
It's just that the money isn't earned through hard work. It's fine for them to treat themselves occasionally, but such ostentation can easily attract the jealousy of some petty people, who might then write letters of complaint behind their backs!
"Ninth Master, just give me your orders!" they patted their chests.
Since this wasn't the place to talk, they went to an abandoned factory and sat down in a circle.
Ying Yan gave Ke Meiyu a brief introduction to each of these people, and each person introduced added a few words with a smile, trying to leave a good impression on his sister-in-law.
After briefly explaining, Ying Yan recounted how he helped others reclaim their houses, saying, "There are quite a few old houses in Kyoto that have been returned to individuals, and none of them are small. Some houses have three or four courtyards, which were previously divided by the units that shared the land, and it's not uncommon for dozens of families to live in them."
"However, the house was returned to the individual, but the tenants still refused to leave and pay rent, which caused a lot of trouble and even resulted in a death."
Fang Jinyuan nodded: "Ninth Master, this matter is indeed very thorny, and the organization does not have a clear solution."
"Many homeowners have been secretly saying that they will offer generous rewards to anyone who can help them get their houses back, and some are even willing to give up a small villa!"
Everyone looked at Ying Yan with eager eyes, knowing that if there was a solution, there would indeed be great benefits to be gained.
Ying Yan smiled and said, "Yes, nothing is impossible for a willing heart. I believe we can come up with a more perfect solution. That's why I called my brothers here."
"Ninth Master, whether this succeeds or not, just give the order! The brothers don't have much to do besides work..."
They all expressed their opinions.
“Alright, then I won’t stand on ceremony,” Ying Yan began to deploy his troops.
He had been away from Kyoto for five or six years. Although he had his own channels for information, he wasn't actually there in person, so he could only get a general idea of what was going on.
The Qin family used to be a wealthy family, as everyone in the capital knew, so it's not surprising that the Qin family owned a lot of property.
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