Era: I have a two-world door

Chapter 342: There must be something hateful about a pitiful person
Although Wang Qingsong was curious about Shen Xiaohong's affairs, he did not ask about it, let alone say anything.

Of course, he is still happy to listen to what others say.

There was not much time in the afternoon, so I did not go out to do the task.

"Qingsong, is it your turn to be on duty this Sunday?"

While thinking, Zhang Yuan said something to him.

After hearing this, Wang Qingsong realized that the day after tomorrow was Sunday and it was his turn to be on duty.

So he agreed: "Okay, Brother Yuan, I got it."

Seeing this, Zhang Yuan nodded and continued with his work.

When it was time to get off work, everyone left the office building together.

Wang Qingsong pushed the cart and followed the crowd to the factory gate.

Riding a bike, rushing towards home.

As soon as the car got on the road, we saw a man riding a bicycle coming towards us.

Zhao Yong?

The other party didn't see him. Wang Qingsong thought for a moment and called out, "Zhao Yong?"

"Ah? Qingsong!"

Zhao Yong suddenly realized: "What a coincidence! Your factory is here?"

"Yeah, that's right! This is our factory! Why are you here? Aren't we going to work today?"

Wang Qingsong was confused for a moment.

It’s not a long way from there, but it takes about 40 minutes with an empty car.

I just got off work!
Zhao Yong looked at the crowd and said with a smile, "The factory came to the city to deliver goods. My aunt happened to have something to do at home, so I came here. Now I'm going to buy some things!"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong didn't think much about it.

He nodded.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Yong smiled and said: "I won't tell you anymore! I have to go back in the evening, I'm busy!"

"Oh, good! You're busy!"

After saying hello, Zhao Yong didn't say much. He just said hello and left.

Looking at the other person's back as he rode away on his bike, Wang Qingsong didn't think much about it and rushed home.

……

"How about it?"

Seeing Zhao Yong riding his bike over, the man squatting next to a truck on the side of the road stood up and asked.

This made Zhao Yong embarrassed for a moment: "I... didn't dare to ask!"

"No one saw it?"

"without?"

"No questions?"

"I didn't feel comfortable asking!"

Hearing this, the man looked at him with contempt: "What use are you? Come on, get in the car quickly, we have to go back! Maybe next time!"

Zhao Yong felt embarrassed when he heard this.

He carried the car onto the truck, got into the passenger seat, and drove away.

……

Wang Qingsong returned to the yard, and happened to meet Grandpa Sun who had just returned home on his bicycle.

"Uncle Sun, you're back!"

He smiled and said hello.

Grandpa Sun smiled and said, "Well, I'm back."

Then I looked at the back house

At this time, the garbage in the aisle had been cleared away and there was almost no water on the road.

But the burnt remains are still there.

When I came to the yard, I saw a lot of people staying in the yard, waving fans in their hands.

In the kitchen, aunties from every household are cooking at home!
"Sister Hongmei? What's going on? Is there a power outage again?"

Wang Qingsong came in, looked at the people in the yard, and asked with a smile.

Except for a few rooms with kerosene lamps lit, there was obviously a power outage in the entire yard.

But I'm used to it.

Although this is a remote city, power outages are quite normal, but most of them occur during the day, with a few occurring in the evening.

As he spoke, he parked the car.

Li Hongmei nodded: "That's right! The fire burned the wires, and the people at the power supply station said that the power could not be turned on. They cut it off and didn't even bother to fix it."

Wang Qingsong smiled and said, "Maybe I'm busy now!"

The personnel and departments nowadays are not as complete as in later generations, especially those requiring certain skills or academic qualifications, and there is an extreme shortage of people.

There is no shortage of workers yet.

The industrial base cannot keep up.

Li Hongmei complained but nodded: "Maybe. By the way, Qingsong, there will be a meeting for the whole hospital soon!"

While busy preparing the dishes, they chatted.

Don't delay either.

"Another meeting!"

During the time I was here, quite a few conferences were held, but they were all trivial matters.

Most of the time, there’s a quarrel at this place today, and something is lost at that place tomorrow.

By the way, read the newspaper to convey the above spirit.

Enemy spies have been spotted somewhere.

"Yeah! Meeting!"

Li Hongmei smiled and nodded, then started to get busy there.

"Hey, good!"

Wang Qingsong agreed, parked the car and walked towards the house.

"Hey, Qingsong!"

Just as he reached the door and was about to talk to Xiaomai, he heard someone calling him.

Hearing the voice, Wang Qingsong turned his head and saw Aunt Han had just come out of her house.

Seeing this scene, Wang Qingsong smiled and responded: "What's wrong, Aunt Han? Do you have something to talk to me about?"

"Hey! The wheat rations have been transferred to the street. If you want to get a ticket in the future, the neighborhood committee will give it to you."

Aunt Han shouted.

These words immediately drew everyone's attention.

There was a hint of surprise in his eyes.

The Wang siblings have been here for more than four months, and have been on a business trip for more than a month, but that doesn't stop them from being the talk of the town in the compound.

During this difficult period, I was able to work in a factory when there was basically no recruitment in the city.

I also went to the Canton Fair.

No matter which one it is, it will be a topic of discussion among everyone after dinner.

Wheat is a matter for rural households, and everyone has heard something about it. I didn’t expect that they are now eating supplied grain.

Although it is just a collective household registration.

But this also surprised everyone.

Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded when he saw this: "Okay, thanks, Aunt Han!"

"Hey, why are you being so polite? Go ahead and do your thing!"

He waved goodbye and went back.

Only then did Wang Qingsong return home.

After coming in, Xiaomai immediately asked happily: "Brother, can I eat a fixed amount from now on?"

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong smiled and nodded.

"Yes, you will be a city dweller from now on."

He didn't tell Xiaomai about this. After all, the notice from the Municipal Bureau had not come down yet, and Xiaomai didn't have to worry about food.

But when Xiaomai heard this, she danced with joy.

"I have a fixed amount now, and I will have a fixed amount in the future too!"

Looking at the happy wheat.

Wang Qingsong smiled. He didn’t expect Xiaomai to be so happy.

Let the little guy be happy by himself and go to make a meal by himself. People in the courtyard were talking about it.

……

Because not everyone in the compound has someone at home to cook in advance, the meeting time is basically after everyone has finished their meal.

I get off work at five o'clock and have to be busy for a while when I get home.

The meeting time is generally around 6:30 to 7:00 in the evening.

Wang Qingsong had just finished eating the noodles he had just cooked and was washing the dishes.

Then I heard shouting in the courtyard.

"It's time for a meeting! It's time for a meeting! Have you all finished your meal? Put aside the ones you haven't finished yet."

Aunt Han started shouting there.

Seeing this, Wang Qingsong stopped working, cleared his hands, went into the house, took a bench and sat down.

To hold a whole-hospital meeting, not everyone needs to come, just one person from each household can come.

Of course, in reality, some families may only have one person coming, some may have several people coming, or even the whole family, young and old, coming to join in the fun.

Holding a full-school meeting is a form of entertainment for people in this era where entertainment activities are expensive and scarce.

When I came to the yard, I saw adults and children, busy and lively.

Some people sat in the yard with stools, some squatted on the steps under the porch, some stood with their arms folded, and some leaned against the pillars outside the porch.

The adults talked and greeted each other.

The naughty children were running around and playing in the yard, and were scolded by the adults at home from time to time.

A small round table was placed in the open space outside Grandpa Sun’s house.

Although it is dark now, the moon hanging high in the sky illuminates the earth.

It may be a little exaggerated compared to daytime, but it is not an exaggeration at all to be able to see the words on the book.

Not to mention the people in the yard.

The three neighborhood committee representatives were already seated at the round table, huddled together, whispering something.

Aunt Han sat in the middle, with Grandpa Sun and Zhao Ming sitting on either side.

As for why Aunt Han is in the middle.

Because both Grandpa Sun and Zhao Ming have their own jobs, most of the trivial matters in the compound are actually handled by Aunt Han.

Seeing that most people were present, Aunt Han cleared her throat and said loudly, "Okay, okay! Everyone be quiet! Everyone is here, let's start the meeting now! Where's Nie Changhai? Is he not here?"

He looked at the crowd and asked.

Having lived in the courtyard for so many years, Aunt Han knew everyone in the courtyard well and could tell at a glance which family had no visitors.

"Auntie Han! Nie Changhai went to a blind date and watch a movie."

A slightly plump man shouted with a smile.

Wang Qingsong looked and saw that it was Yao Bo from their cafeteria.

There are five families living in the backyard, including three bachelors. They were assigned there at the beginning, but later they found that the housing was too tight, so they no longer gave it to single people.

Hearing this, Aunt Han nodded.

"Well, if you don't come, then don't come!"

After that, he looked at everyone and said, "Today is a meeting, there's not a lot to do. Let's talk about it one by one!"

"First, I'll tell you a piece of good news. The central government has decided to adjust and allocate some soybeans. Starting the day after tomorrow, all residents will be subsidized with soybean coupons. Employees will receive two kilograms of soybeans, and other citizens will receive one kilogram of soybeans. Edema patients can get additional subsidies with a certificate from the hospital."

This statement caused an uproar among the crowd.

"real or fake?"

"Auntie Han, you are really tight-lipped!"

……

Everyone talked and laughed.

This is a good thing!

Seeing this, Aunt Han smiled and said, "This is a notice that was just sent to the neighborhood committee this afternoon. I just wanted to give everyone a surprise!"

"When will the tickets be issued?"

"Didn't you say the day after tomorrow?"

"Oh, that's right!"

"Does it say when the supplement will be completed? One month or how long?"

Aunt Han smiled and said, "I didn't say that. I just said that the subsidy is so high, and I don't know when the next bean ticket will be issued."

After hearing him say this, everyone stopped asking questions.

Seeing that everyone knew, Aunt Han cleared her throat and said, "There is another problem. That is, Uncle Wang's house burned down. The roof needs to be repaired..."

Everyone knew what it meant immediately after hearing it.

It must be a money issue!

Then Aunt Han said, "As you know, Uncle Wang's family has always been on the minimum living allowance, with only seven yuan a month. How can they afford to repair the house? It would cost twenty or thirty yuan!"

Everyone was talking about it when they heard it.

"Yeah, Uncle Wang is quite pitiful. His house is easy to burn down."

"That can't be said. Nothing happened today. What if something happened, what if someone died in the compound?"

"This is not a matter of money. We need to make this clear. We can't keep dumping waste. What if a fire breaks out in the middle of the night?"

"That's right!"

……

Wang Qingsong heard this discussion and asked Sun Qian who was sitting next to him, "Sister Sun, isn't this house owned by the neighborhood committee? Won't the neighborhood committee repair it?"

Sun Qian shook her head. "The neighborhood committee doesn't care about the allocated houses. If it's a rented house, if it encounters a natural disaster, the neighborhood committee may come to help with simple repairs, but they won't repair it very well. Uncle Wang's house was allocated to him. The neighborhood committee doesn't care."

Hearing this, Wang Qingsong pondered for a moment.

Didn't say anything, just watched quietly.

After the meeting, no one reached a consensus on whether to give it or not, let alone how much to give.

Wang Qingsong didn't care.

There are so many people in the entire compound!
Even if it is divided according to the number of households, each household does not need much money.

The meeting was over and everyone left the compound carrying their stools.

Muttering there.

……

Wang Qingsong took his little sister back home and prepared to take a bath and go to bed.

Get some water and let my little sister wash herself in the house.

He came to the yard.

"Secretary Wang, have a cigarette!"

In the compound, Yao Bo was sitting in the middle courtyard chatting with a group of people.

Many people sat together in the yard, fanning themselves with palm-leaf fans to drive away mosquitoes and bring a hint of coolness.

"Thank you!"

Wang Qingsong took it and sat down.

After all, it's a yard.

After sitting down, Wang Qingsong looked at them and said with a smile, "What are you talking about?"

Gao Weimin next to him spoke directly: "It's just what happened at Uncle Wang's house today! It's not that I don't want to pay, I just feel it's not worth it!"

"What?"

Wang Qingsong was curious for a while.

He looked at the silent Cao Jun next to him, the one sitting next to him.

But Cao Jun didn't say anything, so Yao Bo spoke up: "It's nothing! Uncle Wang deserves it. He has been stingy all his life, and he has a falling out with his son and daughter-in-law. Uncle Wang's son applied for a transfer from BJ to Sichuan Province."

"Sichuan Province? Why are you running so far?"

"His daughter-in-law is from there. The couple applied together and they work in the county over there."

"Because of what?"

When asked about the reason, Yao Bo shook his head: "I'm not very clear about the details, but Uncle Wang and Director Zhao said that his son and daughter-in-law can't be blamed."

Wang Qingsong looked at the others after hearing this.

Of course he wouldn't be stupid enough to interrupt.

After all, I have only been here for a few months and I haven’t figured things out yet!

This reminded him of a saying from later generations: There must be something hateful about every pitiful person.

Similarly, there must be something pitiful about a hateful person.

(End of this chapter)