Siheyuan: Stab at Louzi at the beginning

Chapter 763: It seems like a choice between two options, but in reality there is no choice

It's almost late December.

Everything is back to the way it was before.

After Li Tianjiao mentioned it once, he didn’t continue.

Now there is a reason for everything I say and do, and that is that it is the end of the year, let’s talk about it after the New Year.

As soon as the sun went down that day, Director Wang from the Street Office staggered into the courtyard with Xiao Lu, Xiao Zhang, and the auntie from the neighborhood committee.

These people are the kind of people who never come to visit you unless they have something to ask.

Yi Zhonghai, who had just got off work, was about to call a meeting of the entire hospital, but was stopped. In the end, three assistant uncles in the hospital, plus Xu Damao, sat in the house of an uncle and discussed things first.

Xu Damao didn't want to attend, but since Director Wang was there, it was difficult for him to refuse.

According to regulations, although the residents here are all family members of the steel rolling mill and are nominally under the jurisdiction of the steel rolling mill, the street office is the leader of this area, so there is nothing wrong with them being the parent officials.

After I sat down, I realized that we were just here to catch up.

It's not a big deal, it's just the ownership issue of the "Advanced Siheyuan".

We had talked about winter storage and other topics before, but Xu Damao was even less interested.

"Director Xu, do you think our courtyard should be awarded the Advanced Courtyard Award this year?"

Xu Damao:......

What's wrong with these people now? Are they asking for instructions or forcing him to express his opinion?

Why is it like this everywhere? Can't people be more tactful in private?

In front of so many people, even if Xu Damao wanted to be partial, he couldn't say it: "Siheyuan has so many problems, I personally don't think it can be advanced."

Xu Damao said it very straightforwardly. When asked, he just said that the main thing is authenticity.

"That's true... Jia Zhang got into a fight before, and then escaped from prison..."

When Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong said something, the third uncle Yan Bugui lowered his head a little.

After all this talk, in the end there will definitely be neighbors who blame the problem on him, and he might even lose his job as the assistant manager.

For an assistant manager, he does not need opposition from all residents of the courtyard house. As long as one-third of them report it together, he will definitely step down.

Without the advanced courtyard house, more than one-third of the people would be offended.

"But then again, our courtyard is so big, and there are so many people here. We can't just kill all the law-abiding citizens with one blow because of a few bad apples..."

The implicit meaning of this statement is that we don’t need to be advanced, but we should give some benefits.

This way when you say it to others, you will feel more confident and can explain it, and the residents will be more likely to accept it.

"It's extreme, it's extreme."

Director Wang pondered for a while and said, "We can distribute more for next year's winter storage, and then give each household one ounce of sesame oil and one pound of flour..."

This was obviously thought out in advance.

"That's good. Even if we get an advanced courtyard, it's still a meal of dumplings, which is almost the same."

"Director Xu, do you think this is okay?"

Xu Damao:......

Now he understood some things.

Why is it so difficult to do things in some areas where retired leaders or prominent families who have served as prime ministers for generations live?

Because everything you do needs to be considered carefully.

That’s why there are some regulations now that discourage retired leaders from returning to their hometowns to enclose land and build houses.

Now that he lives here, Director Wang, as the administrator, has to take his opinion into consideration in everything.

Think about it again, this is Beijing, and this is just Nanluoguxiang. He, a director who has nothing to do with this place, has to make a separate trip to ask for opinions. What about other alleys?

If he lived in another alley, he wouldn't be a small chicken farmer. For example, Shijia Hutong, the people who lived there were very famous.

For example, Nanjie, Beijie and Chizi Street, let alone those who live in the surrounding areas, it would be even more difficult for the street director there.

"I think it's okay. Since we have white flour, I'll ask the chicken farm to send some eggs tomorrow. I'll give each family ten more eggs. If we can't have pork and green onion dumplings, we should have celery and egg dumplings."

"Director Xu...is this...is this appropriate?"

"What's wrong with this? Chicken farm employees have always had internal discounts, and I've never used them. This time I just took them out. After all, there are only a dozen households, so they won't need much. If I worked at a farm, I would definitely have pork and green onion dumplings."

Xu Damao also made a symbolic joke at the end of his speech.

The atmosphere became even more lively, and in the end he insisted on inviting Xu Damao to have dinner and have a couple of drinks together.

Director Wang from the street accompanied him, so much so that Xu Damao felt embarrassed to refuse.

Finally, he called Shazhu to come and cook.

It is worth mentioning that the meal they had included chicken and meat, which was almost as good as the meals Xu Damao usually eats at home.

The meal lasted until nine o'clock in the evening, and at the end Bai Lianhua came with her two children.

Only then did Xu Damao say goodbye.

When he returned home, he found that Li Tianjiao had not left yet, and Qin Huairu had taken the two children back to the central courtyard.

There was a person named Qin Jingru next to her, talking to her.

It's already past nine o'clock in the evening.

"What's going on? Aren't you going to go back to sleep today?"

"Brother Damao, I want to sleep here with you."

"Then keep thinking about it."

The stove in the room was burning brightly. It worked better than the heater. Xu Damao took off his clothes and washed his feet with the hot water from the stove.

Qin Jingru wanted to help again, but was rejected by Xu Damao again.

The little girl opened the door and went out in anger, and from the sound she went back to the deaf old lady.

"Qin Jingru is sleeping at your place now?"

"She does."

"Then you stay with me. In this situation, you might as well let her sleep here. At least she can keep your bed warm in the winter. It's just right now."

Xu Damao didn't understand the meaning of Li Tianjiao's words for a moment, so he simply didn't answer, but went to pour out the foot washing water first.

"Come on, do you want to move here?"

"You can move in, but when will you be able to get a formal status?"

"Maybe next year. We should take things one step at a time. You can't eat hot tofu in a hurry."

However, Li Tianjiao acted as if he didn't hear it. He went into the bedroom, took off his clothes and went to bed.

It was obvious that he was not going to leave today.

"If you leave your car parked at the gate like this, everyone in the courtyard will know about it tomorrow, and then..."

"There's no car. I asked someone to bring me here, but the car has already gone back."

"If you really want me to go back, you can drive me back."

There was a pale yellow light inside the bulb, which was also the commonly used bulb at this moment. The dim light shone on Li Tianjiao's face, making him look a little more hazy, and his white arms also looked a little more tempting.

Even if I drive Li Tianjiao back late at night, he won’t be able to come back.

It seems like there is a choice, but in fact there is no choice.

(End of this chapter)