Take Arada back to the past

Chapter 127, the enemy's road is narrow

After all, Xizi has been in school for several years.

After all kinds of propaganda over the years, I still understand some things in my heart.

Hastily nodded and agreed: "I see."

Several people were walking halfway, and the eldest brother Yang Xiaogang went to the grain station to buy grain.

The rest went to the vegetable market.

After entering, there are people coming and going to buy vegetables everywhere. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is crowded.

Yang Guangzhi and Xizi were just like Grandma Liu when they entered the Grand View Garden, they felt strange about everything they saw.

Yang Xiaole had never been here during the day, so she watched this scene curiously.

Now it's not the end of the day, and the clothes are not all blue, blue and gray. After all, it is Kyoto, and there are quite a lot of rich people.

Not to mention the government agencies, just the Uncle Wang in their courtyard.

Level 7 welder.

Subsidies are not counted. The salary alone is 89 yuan a month, and more than 1000 yuan a year, including subsidies.

There are only three children of the eldest son in the family.

Don't live too comfortably.

From time to time, Yang Guangzhi's eyes were straightened when he saw young women wearing colorful flags and gowns with big waves, or beautiful women in dresses.

"Hey, Dad, where are you looking! Look at the food!"

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole teased her for a while.

Hearing this, Yang Guangzhi withdrew his gaze and watched him grit his teeth for a while.

I just took a look out of curiosity.

As for?
Indeed, he just took a few extra glances at some of the more eye-catching people, and he wasn't alone.

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole smiled.

I'm not kidding anymore, it's okay to adjust it properly, but it's not good if it's too much.

I didn't buy too many things in the vegetable market. I bought a catty of meat with the ticket, bought two catties of tofu, and some vegetables, and went back again.

Yang Xiaole thought that there was no kang at home, so it must be very cold in winter.

He was going to Hua's house, and asked Hua's family to bring him some cotton to make some new quilts.

It was a coincidence last time. I encountered someone who used good cotton to make a quilt. After all, this kind of situation is relatively rare.

It would be better for Su Ling to come forward.

Anyway, her family is already like that.

But he still doesn't know if the other party has followed Hua Yourong's uncle to go abroad!
Check it out in the afternoon.

Back home, the courtyard was still as lively as ever.

There is only one day off a week, and women naturally take advantage of this time to remove and wash the sheets at home.

Hang out and hang out.

"Hey, Qiu Ju is back! Buying meat!"

"Hey, Mrs. Zhao, the head of the house and the children are back to buy some meat. Do the laundry!"

The one who spoke was the wife of Mr. Zhao, a master carpenter.

Zhao Niang smiled and nodded: "Hey, go get busy, you have a good meal today!"

Wang Qiuju responded with a smile.

Everyone went back to the room.

The eldest brother has already bought the food and came back early.

After coming in, pick vegetables in the main room first.

Leek, eggplant, and some shallots.

Picking leeks is a troublesome task, and the whole family naturally sits around and works together.

"Mother, Uncle Wang just said that there will be a meeting of the entire hospital tonight and that there is something to discuss."

Yang Xiaogang sat there picking vegetables and said something to Wang Qiuju.

Wang Qiuju nodded lightly: "I see, Aunt Zhao has approached me and asked me to agree to give the latrine opposite to their home in the future."

Yang Guangzhi sat there smoking a cigarette, and asked casually, "What's going on?"

"Oh, it's nothing. Doesn't the other party's west wing room have a side room? It used to be a toilet. A new toilet was built in the alley a while ago, and that toilet is going to be demolished. They have a lot of family members, and Mrs. Zhao wants it. It needs the approval of the whole hospital before they can go to it." Neighborhood Council application."

Then the matter was said.

East kitchen and west toilet.

There were originally four rooms in the west wing, one of which was a toilet, and the remaining three rooms were built next to it, and there were two rooms for Mr. Zhao, a carpenter, and Mr. Fang's family.

Now the toilet is going to be demolished, and a new one must be built in the vacated space.

Moreover, the other party’s family of three generations, a total of seven people, lived in two houses. In the back room was a bed for the son and daughter-in-law, and a bed for the three grandchildren, and the old couple slept in a bed in the living room.

It is really crowded.

According to the meaning of the sub-district office, one room will be added for those young people who want to get married in the factory, otherwise the marriage will not be possible.

The west wing has a toilet, and the east wing naturally has a kitchen.

It's just that the street office didn't say anything, and no one dared to occupy the space for the time being, otherwise it would cause trouble.

Yang Xiaole thought about it, it would be great if the next room could also be rented.

So there are four rooms.

As for adding a cover, it will not work. There is a corridor next to it, which leads to the back room, and there is no way to add a cover.

But think about it.

It is estimated that if I rent another house, my old lady will go crazy.

While talking, Uncle Wang came in from the outside, smoking a cigarette.

"Qiu Ju!"

Seeing him, Wang Qiuju quickly stood up and said hello: "Hey, Uncle Wang, what's the matter? You sit down first. Xiao Le, move a stool."

Seeing this, Yang Xiaole took a small horse and handed it to him.

"Uncle Wang, sit down!"

Seeing this, Uncle Wang sat down unceremoniously.

"Your name……!"

Looking at Yang Guangzhi, Uncle Wang called out, but he couldn't remember the name.

"Uncle Wang, my name is Yang Guangzhi."

Yang Guangzhi hurriedly introduced it.

Uncle Wang nodded: "Oh, Guangzhi, I have something to discuss with Qiu Ju."

"It's okay, you say."

Hearing his words, Uncle Wang said to Wang Qiuju: "Well, Qiuju, the neighborhood committee has issued a notice. Now everywhere in the city is expanding production and recruiting workers. The housing situation is very tight."

Wang Qiuju nodded slightly, she knew this herself.

Uncle Wang smoked a cigarette and continued: "The neighborhood committee has decided to expand some houses in our yard, and the kitchen next to you may be occupied."

"Oh!"

Wang Qiuju said softly, the house did not belong to them in the first place.

Uncle Wang nodded, "This is one thing, and there is another thing, that is, the old lady Yang behind the compound is a little inconvenient. Our compound has always been cooking for the old lady in turn by each household. You It’s not long since I came here, and I didn’t mention it before, so I’ll discuss it with you now.”

Upon hearing this, Yang Xiaole looked at him with great interest.

This old man doesn't know how to use others as favors.

Seeing this, Wang Qiuju said with some embarrassment: "Uncle Wang, let me tell you the truth, my child's household registration has not been transferred, and there is no ration, and she is still eating my ration!"

The non-staple food store has a canteen with other units, but it still needs to collect food stamps and money.

Although the price is not very expensive, it is still more expensive than making it at home.

With Wang Qiuju's temperament, it is natural to go home to cook, and the distance is very close.

Hearing this, Uncle Wang knew that she had misunderstood.

He smiled and said: "You talk about this. Mrs. Yang has her own quota. You don't need to pay for food and vegetables. The old lady will give you how much to buy vegetables. You can just help cook."

Hearing this, Wang Qiuju was relieved.

He hurriedly agreed: "That's fine, anyway, we have to cook, so it's just a matter of the way."

Uncle Wang said with a smile: "Hey, that's fine, it's settled! You don't have to burn it every day, just burn it when it's your turn, about once every ten days or so."

After listening to Yang Xiaole, she felt that this was more or less the same.

PS: I recently moved back to my hometown, the update time may be a little unstable, and the volume is not much, after a while it stabilizes, and I will explode a few more for the veterans.

Sorry.

(End of this chapter)