Rebirth to 80s: Daughter-in-law is a Bit Spicy

Once the work transfer has been implemented, then it is really necessary to settle down in the capital.

I can't think about it a day, I want to be in Beijing for a while, and I want to go back to my hometown for a while.

Although Aunt Shi is a rural woman and her eyes are still blind, she is not blind in her heart, she understands the truth. It is impossible for the state to arrange for the families of martyrs to work in the capital. The representatives of the former army and the leaders of the county came to the home to condolences, and also talked to Aunt Shi about work. In this case, they are all resettled on the spot.

Aunt Shi did not want to leave her hometown.

Shi Kai is still buried in the cemetery of martyrs in her hometown, where she still feels able to guard her eldest son.

In Beijing, maybe you can't go back to visit the grave of your son every year.

She can move now, and can ride a train.

Wait till the train can't get on the train anymore?

Moreover, in the capital, it was not his own ability, but the trouble that Zhou Cheng had everything now. Aunt Shi couldn't accept it.

She had talked with Wei Juanhong several times about this matter. Wei Juanhong always refused to answer her words. Aunt Shi thought about her son's death, and she had to rely on her daughter-in-law to drag her two older children, and she could not push her daughter-in-law too hastily.

But she was so anxious!

When Xia Xiaolan came to see her, Aunt Shi shed tears when she said:

"You have helped so much, you pay it back, pay it back..."

Let Aunt Shi accept these so-called help calmly and tell her the truth.

Wei Juanhong was still not allowed to say, and Xia Xiaolan couldn't understand Wei Juanhong's thoughts.

"Auntie, don't be like this. When everyone needs help, when Wei sister-in-law and Shi Ping brothers complete their work in the capital, things will gradually get better."

Aunt Shi looked around the courtyard.

The house was rented by Zhou Cheng. For such a large yard, it is still in a place like Beijing, and the rent is not cheap.

Aunt Shi grabbed Xia Xiaolan’s hand and asked her in a low voice, “I can’t persuade Juanhong to live in. I heard that the houses in the city are allocated by units and are given by the state. Will Juanhong and Shi Ping work in the capital? Divide the house?"

Will you divide the house?

It depends on the unit.

Some units are in short supply of their own housing, so they must pay attention to their qualifications. Both of them belong to the same unit, and they must be ranked first. Those with higher education are ranked ahead of those with lower education, and those with long working experience are ranked before those with short working experience. Calculated in this way, Wei Juanhong and Shi Ping have completed their work, and they have no advantage in housing allocation.

The only advantage is the families of martyrs, and the unit must take this into consideration.

"Auntie, it's okay to divide the room. It's the difference between morning and night. You don't need to worry about it. It's good to live here—"

Aunt Shi was ashamed, and Xia Xiaolan's words stopped abruptly. She suddenly understood the meaning of Aunt Shi's question about the division of the room.

Aunt Shi is not greedy.

On the contrary, she was too greedy. She was uncomfortable living in the rented house of Zhou's family.

If Wei Juanhong and Shi Ping's work is implemented, regardless of whose unit is divided, the Shi family will be able to move there quickly. The house is definitely not as spacious as the place where you live, but when others live, the Shi family will live, and Aunt Shi is at ease.

Xia Xiaolan didn't know what to say for a while.

There are many poor mountains and bad waters, and the poorer the more calculating people, Xia Xiaolan sees more.

Not to mention the Xia family, even the Qijing Village, which has a good overall atmosphere, has rat feces like the Tian family. When everyone is poor, some people are very simple, but once you develop and they are still poor, there are also people who are jealous and jealous.

Aunt Shi is so poor, but she doesn't want to take advantage of others. No matter whether she is in the countryside or in the city, she is rare. No wonder she can raise a son like Shi Kai. To such a person, Xia Xiaolan naturally responded with respect.

She talked with Aunt Shi for a while, and persuaded Aunt Shi to stay at ease, but she never saw Wei Juanhong.

Aunt Shi said that Wei Juanhong and Shi Ping took the two children to the street until Xia Xiaolan left and saw Wei's sister-in-law go home.

Kang Wei never went in.

He has similarities with the Shi family, the families of martyrs.

His mother Xie Yun finally cheered up, now people are nagging a little bit, better than before! Kang Wei was afraid that he would have more contact with the Shi family, and even that would affect the atmosphere of his home.

Half an hour after Xia Xiaolan and Kang Wei left, Wei Juanhong took the child home.

Looking at the confiscated things on the table, Wei Juanhong patted the child on the back: "Mother, who has been here today?"

"Captain Zhou’s object, I only saw the appearance of others today. They are handsome and good-hearted... Juanhong, Captain Zhou takes care of us. We can’t always take advantage of others. Have you ever seen the house? We are poor or poor. You can't lose your spine, take out Akai's pension and rent the room to Captain Zhou."

Wei Juanhong interrupted her mother-in-law, "Mother, have you counted how many rooms there are in this yard?"

Aunt Shi was startled.

There are eight large and small rooms in this yard.

The yard is too spacious. Aunt Shi lives in a separate room, Wei Juanhong takes the two children to sleep, Shi Ping sleeps in one room, and the helping nanny sleeps in one room. In this way, there are still vacant rooms and kitchens.

"I've inquired about it. In such a yard, a room costs seven or eight yuan per month. The entire yard is rented. If you don't have 50 yuan a month, you can't get it, but it's 600 yuan a year. Mother, Shi Kai How long can I rent for my pension?"

Wei Juanhong said a few words, and Aunt Shi jumped up.

"It's expensive! Juanhong, we can't live in this place."

Wei Juanhong put the child to sleep and put it in Aunt Shi's arms so that Aunt Shi could not move.

"Mother, if we can live, you have to call me to rent the Zhou family, and they don't want it either."

If the Zhou family doesn't want it, can the Shi family not give it for granted?

Aunt Shi was holding her grandson in her arms, feeling unspeakably disappointed. How long has it been since she has been in Beijing, how did her daughter-in-law become like this.

...

Xia Xiaolan didn't know the dispute between Shi's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law after she left.

The modified jeep drives so smoothly, Xia Xiaolan can't drive back to school. Kang Wei went back to school with her. When the car was halfway there, Xia Xiaolan saw an acquaintance, and she quickly stepped on the brake.

Kang Wei originally wanted to explain to Zhou Cheng that Xia Xiaolan had already opened the door of the cab and went down.

"Sister-in-law, you—"

As soon as he raised his head, he didn't say the rest, as if he was stunned on the spot.

Xia Xiaolan walked over, "Senior Sister Shan, what's wrong with you?"

A long distance away, Xia Xiaolan felt that her back was familiar, and the car drove by her side, and she confirmed that it was Shan Yujun who was in charge of receiving freshmen at the beginning of school.

Shan Yujun leaned on the bicycle and laughed, "The tires were punctured, and you just came here. If you are okay, help me watch and get off the car. I will ask if there is a car repair shop nearby."

Shan Yujun had a few books in his car basket. He said that when he went to the Xinhua Bookstore to buy a book, he was stabbed on the road.

It's a bit off here, Xia Xiaolan doesn't think Shan Yujun can find a car repair shop.

"Kang Wei, don't look foolishly, come down and help. Let's take Senior Sister Shan for a ride."

The Jeep 212 was big enough and the trunk was not closed. It was no problem to plug Shan Yujun's bicycle. Shan Yujun turned his head and looked over. Kang Wei wore a hat and got out of the passenger cab in a hurry.