Originally, Wei Yifu did not plan to announce the housing allocation list in advance, but after this incident, in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, he simply posted the list on the bulletin board.
As soon as the list was released, it quickly caused an uproar.
Those who got a house were naturally overjoyed, but what about those who didn’t?
Who would like to live in a dirty and messy bunk bed?
The threshold of Wei Yifu's office was almost trampled flat. Some people came to make trouble, some to plead for mercy, and some even to give gifts.
Fortunately, he was well prepared, so he was not too worried.
At lunch that day, Qin Sijun came, smelling bad.
Seeing Qin Sijun coming in, Wei Yifu frowned slightly.
"You're the type who never comes to visit me unless you have something to ask. Why are you here today? Is it about the room allocation?"
Without waiting for Qin Sijun to speak, Wei Yifu began to complain first.
"I know it's unfair to give you a small room. Yes, you used to live in a three-story house with servants and a driver, but now..."
After a pause, Wei Yifu sighed and said, "Lao Qin, during this special period, we must overcome the difficulties!"
Qin Sijun smiled and leaned directly on the edge of Wei Yifu's desk. Even though he was dressed in rags, it still couldn't hide his noble aura.
"Old Wei, I did come to you about the house, but I don't want to change houses. I want to give the house to someone else."
Qin Sijun said, "There's a kid named Wang Chuang in our manure-pulling team. His mother and daughter still live in a large bunk bed, which is really inconvenient."
"I'm alone, so it doesn't matter where I live. I'll give my house to Wang Chuang!"
Wei Yifu stood up suddenly.
"Are you crazy? If you give up your room this time, you won't be in the next batch. You'll have to wait until the last batch!"
Qin Sijun smiled and said, "The last batch is the last batch. Besides, you yourself are not on the list for room allocation!"
The house issue was resolved, but Qin Sijun still needed Wei Yifu's help with something.
"There's a little girl in our dung-pulling team. She's Song Mingcheng's daughter-in-law, Lin Wanjun. She also knows medicine. Do you think she can..."
"No! There are regulations. Each clinic can only have one health worker!"
Wei Yifu decisively refused, his tone sounding helpless.
"Since Lin Wanjun knows medicine, why didn't she do it herself that night? Instead, she went to such great lengths to find Shi Kai?"
He stood up and pushed Qin Sijun out, muttering to himself.
"I'm already having enough trouble dealing with the house. Stop causing me more trouble and leave!"
Qin Sijun was pushed out of the door. He held onto the door frame and asked again.
"Hey, Han Jinsheng has been dealt with. Have you chosen the logistics director yet?"
"Someone's going to be sent over, and I don't know who it will be! Go, go, go, get back to your shit-pulling shift!"
In the female dormitory, Zhao Shuping was kneeling in front of Li Yuetang and crying bitterly.
"Sister, please have mercy on us and let us live in this house!"
Zhao Shuping changed her previous domineering attitude and cried so pitifully.
"It's so hard for our family of four. My son lives in the men's dormitory with his dad, and my daughter lives in the women's dormitory with me. It's okay for adults to suffer, but children can't!"
There are more than a hundred people in the cadre school, and half of them come with their families.
The first batch of housing allocation lists drawn up by Wei Yifu took family reunion into consideration.
Families with four or more members were given priority in housing allocation, and the housing was large two-bedroom houses. Zhao Shuping's family was the only one among the four members that did not receive a house.
It is said that the reason was that Zhao Shuping had made serious economic mistakes before being sent down to the countryside.
Li Yuetang refused, "This isn't steamed bread or porridge. How can I give up my house? I can't let my daughter-in-law continue to suffer just for your family to live a good life!"
"Your daughter is a treasure, and my daughter-in-law is also a treasure!"
Zhao Shuping pretended not to hear, crying and dragging her daughter to her side and kneeling down together.
"Grandma, please, let our family live in the house!"
The little girl didn't cry, but she hugged Li Yuetang's legs pitifully, as if saying, "I won't let go until you agree."
Lin Wanjun came back from work and happened to see this scene.
"What are you doing! What are you two doing?!"
She picked up the little girl and put her aside, then Lin Wanjun stood between Li Yuetang and Zhao Shuping.
"Tell me what's going on!"
Li Yuetang told Lin Wanjun what had happened and she laughed.
"The abacus beads are about to fall on my face!"
She said, "If we give you the house, what will we live in?"
Zhao Shuping said confidently, "You can wait for the next batch of houses! It's only a few months away anyway!"
Lin Wanjun scoffed and said, "Do you really not know, or are you just pretending to be stupid? Once the house is sold, you will lose your eligibility to queue and can only wait for the last batch of houses."
Zhao Shuping hesitated for a moment, then shouted again, "What are you afraid of? You have power and influence anyway. Just give Principal Wei a heads-up, and you can pick any house you want."
She leaned close to Lin Wanjun's ear and said, "Even if you don't tell me, everyone knows where you came from. Political Commissar Song... Xiaolin, please be kind and give me the house. When I return to the city in the future, I will definitely repay you."
Lin Wanjun turned her head and looked at Zhao Shuping, who had a shrewd look on her face.
As expected of an accountant, she writes a blank check when there's a disagreement. Do you really think she's a fool?
And return to the city to repay? Ha, by then we'll all go our separate ways, who the hell will know who?
Zhao Shuping was still smiling flatteringly.
"You're so devoted to those two bastards from out there, why can't you take care of my daughter? After all, we're family!"
Originally, Lin Wanjun didn't bother to pay attention to Zhao Shuping, but when she heard her calling Xiaohu and Xiaohua bastards, she immediately turned hostile.
"Who are you calling a bastard? Who the hell is your family? Did your daughter lose her father or mother that she needs me to take care of her?
Lin Wanjun pushed Zhao Shuping away and cursed angrily.
"Zhao, listen carefully! If you ever call any kid in this cadre school a bastard again, I'll spank you!"
Zhao Shuping was so embarrassed that she turned hostile and jumped three feet high.
"What are you so proud of, you little bitch? Your family was the last to arrive at this cadre school, but you were among the first to be allocated housing. Who knows what's going on? Maybe you and your mother-in-law are selling...ah!"
Before she could finish her words, Lin Wanjun rushed forward and slapped Zhao Shuping hard.
"Try saying that again, damn it!"
Lin Wanjun glared at Zhao Shuping and pointed at her nose with a fierce look.
"I hate those bastards who spread obscene rumors the most!"
These bastards with no moral bottom line can easily destroy the reputation of an innocent woman with just a few words without paying any price.
You beast, you deserve to be cut into pieces!
Zhao Shuping covered her face which was hurt by the beating, stared with her eyes wide open and dared not speak.
At this moment, she saw murderous intent in Lin Wanjun's eyes, a murderous intent that frightened her.
"You...you hit me? Hitting me means I'm right, and you're just angry out of shame!"
Zhao Shuping stuttered, her mouth still stiff.
Lin Wanjun suddenly smiled and turned to look at an aunt next to her.
"Auntie, please take her daughter away first. The following scene is not suitable for children!"
As Zhao Shuping's daughter was forcibly taken away, Lin Wanjun was no longer polite. She threw Zhao Shuping to the ground with an over-the-shoulder throw, then rushed forward and slapped her hard in the face.
"The girl was silenced out of fear after being slandered, and you said it was a guilty conscience. The victim stood firm and bravely resisted, and you said it was anger out of shame."
"What? You're always right, right? Since you can't control your mouth, I'll control it for you and let you know what it means to shut up!"
When Song Zhanjin got the news and rushed over, he saw his wife riding on Zhao Shuping and shooting arrows left and right.
Zhao Shuping was beaten with blood all over her face and screamed, but no one came forward to help.
"What are you still standing there for? Pull Junjun away quickly, before someone gets killed!"
Song Mingcheng, who arrived a step later, kicked his son and signaled him to go and drag the frame.
Song Zhanjin hugged Lin Wanjun's waist from behind and dragged her away, but Lin Wanjun still refused to give in and kicked Zhao Shuping a few more times.
"Zhao, if you dare to make up obscene rumors about any woman again, I will kill you!"
Song Zhanjin finally managed to hold Lin Wanjun in his arms.
"Okay, okay, don't be angry!"
Lin Wanjun's eyes were red and she was almost roaring.
"I'm not angry? Why shouldn't I be angry? Do you know what she said? She said that the house our family was allocated was bought by my mom and I by selling things!"
Hearing this, Song Zhanjin and Song Mingcheng's expressions suddenly changed...
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