That day, Liu Wangjia knocked on Wang Li's door and sat down. "Aunt, my son took over my job. My wife doesn't have a job either, so I thought we should go collect waste. I saw many people collecting waste on the street.
I found out that I can make quite a bit of money from old newspapers, useless books, and table and chair legs. I'm sitting here anyway, so I might as well go out and earn some money. Auntie, you've seen that we didn't educate our children, my wife is greedy and lazy, and our son is not filial.
I just want to ask you, Auntie, you are smarter than us, see if this works."
"We two want to ask Auntie, I want to use your bungalow. When the time comes, I will definitely pile the waste in the yard. My son will definitely not allow me to do so, and I don't want to quarrel with them."
"Well, I don't live there either, so you two can move in after cleaning up. But you can take more broken radios, old wood, old books, copper wire, iron wire, these things have high profits."
"The house is still under my name, right? I wanted to give you a house, but I think I'll give you two. I think your wife will kick you out in a few days."
"You guys build a shed in the backyard, so the waste paper and other things won't be afraid of the rain."
You can decide for yourselves, and tell me if you need anything or if you have enough money.”
"Auntie, I, I, I, don't have any money? I'll give you a hundred, keep it first, and we'll start later."
"You can't just spoil your children blindly. Look at Shuya, Duotu from Chenguang Education, and Pengfei from Chengcai. You and your mother spoil your children too much. Look at your brother. You are the only one in your family who hasn't gone astray. You are the only one who has been spoiled. Your brother's wife is also a nagging person."
"Just move in once you've packed up. I'm going to go shopping in a while. Let me know when you're done and I'll give you some food. I don't think your wife will give you any."
Before I knew it, it was 1980. Wang Li was 70 years old and Wang Hao was 68.
The two men came to Peking and wandered around. They heard a few young wives talking about selling their houses but no one wanted to buy them, so they went in.
I saw a man who was guarding the door and asked, "Brother, are you selling houses here?" I handed him a pack of cigarettes.
"Brother, can you take me to find the manager?"
Wang Hao then realized why the sister bought cigarettes and realized that she could do this.
The elder brother quietly put the cigarette into his pocket, and smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed and his face was covered with origami. "Qian, I will take you to find someone. Old woman, you stay here to help me watch the door. I will go and see the person off."
The old man took Wang Li and Wang Hao to the finance office and said, "Chief Cui, someone is asking about the house. I brought this to you. They want to buy it."
A middle-aged woman turned around and asked, "Who wants to buy a house-------?"
When I see old men and women, I was very happy to hear that someone was buying a house. This old man and old woman knows how to buy a house. There are too few people buying houses now. Everyone has family housing and no one is willing to spend money to buy one. It's not easy for someone to come today. Why are these elderly people buying houses? Isn't this letting them go?
"Old Li, go and check on the door."
Wang Li saw that she was indifferent and knew that people of this era were like this, so she didn't pay any attention to her.
Then he said, "Section Chief Cui, right? My old man and I want to buy a house. Can you sell it to us?"
Wang Li saw the change in Section Chief Cui's expression just now.
When Section Chief Cui heard that Old Lady Wang really wanted to buy a house, he found it strange, but who cares? As long as she could sell it, it would be sold. There was no rule that elderly people could not buy houses. Maybe the elderly people would buy it for their children.
"Are you buying an apartment or a bungalow? Apartments have bathrooms, but bungalows don't."
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