Years 93

Where does my deskmate live with a messy head?

Qingning raised his hand holding the pen and scratched his head. The ballpoint pen sounded and went in. Then he pressed it on his head and came out again. He wanted to continue writing, and the pen was hanging his head.

She raised her hand and rescued her head, and turned her face to ask her deskmate: "Die, your family is living in the Dongcheng Family Courtyard."

She knew about this place. The house that was distributed to her family in the district was also here. A house with three bedrooms and two living rooms. She must be enough to live in her family, but this place belongs to the public. There is only the right to live in, but there is no ownership. If you can't wait to work here, the house has to be taken back. The house was vacated after someone left, and everything is old. Because my mother was anxious to take over and took over the family, she didn't have time to decorate it.

Generally speaking, if you don’t have time to decorate your tie, you will first move in after you have packed it.

My mother dislikes the troubles and various inconveniences. Besides, having a house in her own house is not far away. The decoration style will not be outdated for another thirty years. It is very convenient to live there, so I didn’t go there.

But every time my deskmate waits for the bus, there seems to be a stop at the Dongcheng Family Courtyard.

He had a trance before and heard someone say that he didn't take his ear to his heart.

But now he muttered like this and then he thought that she must have known something.

Mao Li knew that this was not unusual. My mother went to the urban village to inspect work. Mao Li just happened to be unable to come to school. It is not necessarily true that she met her master. But how did her deskmate know?

I did a good job of confidentiality, but who in his family knows what my mother’s daughter is called.

Yang Dong turned his face and looked at his deskmate, speechless: "My house lives on the same floor with Aunt Zhao Mei, and lives next to the door."

She gave Qingning clothes and umbrellas, and always had a smile like spring breeze. Even if her father asked indirectly, she guessed it.

Qingning glanced at Yang Dong and a person slid across his mind. One of the deputy directors of the government office seemed to have the surname Yang.

Bald man with eyes, this person should not be his father.

She raised her hand and patted her deskmate's willful head, "It's quite thick." She will also radiate when she thinks about it.

This is a sad story.

Neither of them explained it thoroughly, but they all guessed who was who.

Yang Dong complained to Qingning: "My dad is almost tortured to death." He doesn't sleep until the early morning every night. Forget it, he can't rest by himself, the key is that he is unbalanced, "Your dad, I've all gotten to this point, I've been the deputy director, I've worked so hard. Why don't you work hard?"

"Haha!" Yang Dong narrowed his eyes, "He said that he had never worked so hard during the college entrance examination. Then it was the exam that changed his destiny. Now he should be drinking small tea and taking small steps. He was late and left early and would not care about it. But good guy, there was such a bad star coming from above, checking information every day and doing research reports. Any mistakes can be seen at a glance. Doing a survey is doing research, and it must be true to tell the interviewees.

Then, otherwise, once you find it out, you will get out of here. Think about it, after sitting in the office for a long time, I go out every day and go to the villages to investigate. I look at the house conditions and the specific population of each family, and then talk to the owner and make records. Then I have to make a summary. Sometimes it takes twelve o'clock, and sometimes it takes two or three o'clock in the morning. Recently, my mother dares to turn on the TV in my house. There is a senior high school student, and there is another one who works harder than the senior high school student. You know."

There are a lot of complaints.

Qingning went back to study, and Lin Yutong said that.

It’s not okay to have complaints. You have to do the work you should do.

However, when I met with Director Yang the next day, I also said, "I know that everyone has worked hard, and the bonus this month has doubled."

"No hard work, no hard work." Director Yang smiled very honestly, "I have been in the office for a long time and have been separated from the people."

Lin Yutong smiled in a hint of grim smile: "You are not as honest as your Yang Dong"

"Uh?!" Director Yang, who thought he was good, suddenly froze his smile.

Yang Dong is honest?

What did the honest Yang Dong say when he went out?!

After get off work, when the child is over school, he is so shameless that he is always going to beat someone up. Then he asked, "You little bastard, how can you ruin your reputation when you go out?"

baffling!

A small office deputy director thought he was a very old official. He also told himself: "Don't say who is his child when he goes out. Be low-key!"

This is like a joke!

I really think you are like Jin Qingning's mother.

People say that they are low-key and sensible, are you?

Not many people know that your reputation is ruined. Is this sound corrupt?

He curled his lips, not afraid at all, and just shouted to the kitchen: "Mom, look at my dad."

The thick woman came out of the kitchen with a spoon and a shovel in the other hand, "Which? What? My son has worked hard for a day, do you look like a father?"

No thanks!

Zhao Mei has said it more than once. Every time she goes to deliver things to the district chief’s daughter, she will see this boy sleeping.

If you have a low IQ and are too lazy, even if you have complete hands and feet, you will be disabled.

There is nothing you can think of from head to toe: "Did you say something to your classmates? You should be low-key when you tell you?"

Hoho!

Yang Dong showed a small sarcastic smile on his face, and then said, "Didn't you ask me to have a good relationship with my classmates? Tell me about the situation at home, which is to improve understanding. What are you anxious about?"

He sniffed and threw his schoolbag, and said, "Did your leader say the bonus?"

Bad boy!

Director Yang sat down and said, "You are doing well with classmates?"

Yang Dong looked at him squintedly: "There must be a bonus. It's not that I said your dad. The child who cried now has candy. He can't just work hard, but also learn to complain in time."

Look, you can do it!

If we change our relationship, do you think you can be the district principal?

Director Yang said earnestly: "Don't take your words as a warning. This connection is the most important thing. The relationship between classmates is purer than other relationships."

Yang Dong rolled his eyes and turned his back: "You have said that the relationship between classmates is pure. I want to say it to you, that is to approach others with a utilitarian and secular purpose. You also know that they have high IQ. Who is my idea that people can't understand?" He snorted softly, "You are the level of a deputy director. Don't mess around, that's good."

As he said that, he got up and placed it in the dining table, preparing to start dinner.

The small two-bedroom apartment is less than fifty square meters and the living is very compact.

The dining table is folded and closed when not in use.

Director Yang watched his son be so busy and in angered manner.

The child's mother came out of the kitchen, and maybe she heard nothing. She answered: "There are all demolished elsewhere. Speaking of which, our community is also very good. I didn't say whether it would be demolished or rebuilt. Nowadays, we are all building high-rise buildings. Can we build a large apartment for us? Your level is not enough, so we can pay for it. How old is my son? It's better to get into college, and I can have a buffer time. If I can't pass the exam, I have to consider getting married immediately. If you don't have a house, who is willing to go with us."

Get married wherever you go?

Director Yang waved his hand to his wife: "I don't think about the fact that he won't get into the university and resettlement work! He has a long head and a short knowledge."

Yang Dong is a bachelor: "Don't worry about my house."

"You can do it." Director Yang pulled the food into his mouth, "Boy, don't look down on you. There are many places you point at you in the future. You are not as tired as your third grandson. You have no job, house, and your wife leans on you, either."

"Haha." Yang Dong curled his lips: "Isn't it just a house? Isn't it just a wife? I'll go out to hire a family in the future and live in my mother-in-law's house. Don't worry, there will be all the house and wife."

Many people who have public offices are only allowed to have one family planning. The city is stricter than the countryside, so some of them are only children. It’s okay to have sons, but many who have daughters have made up their minds and have a son-in-law to come to their homes.

Prepare the house and prepare everything. As long as the children are good, they are willing to come to the door.

The family building is almost always home to young men from rural areas who are dependent on their family building. The work is still arranged by their father-in-law.

This led to the army.

The child's mother was so scared that the child's father: "Is it okay to show off a few words? If you are incompetent and ask our son to go out for a marriage, I tell you that we will not live this life."

Director Yang is so angry! This little boy who wants to pay attention!

But I really have to take this matter to my heart. He really feels that all the bonus is empty, and I will really solve the housing problem for everyone. Don’t be tired like a grandson, or you will be tired like a great-grandson.

But you have to find an opportunity to report to your leader.

The next day, he blocked Zhao Mei in the corridor: "How is Fangfang's job?"

Zhao Mei's daughter Zhao Fang graduated from a technical secondary school this year and studied accounting. As soon as the archives arrived at the Personnel Bureau, her work was assigned. After going to the District Finance Bureau, she officially started working in mid-August.

Zhao Mei doesn't need to find a relationship with this, but once she gets assigned, she understands that the identity of this great secretary is very useful.

She told the district mayor about this, and Lin Yutong only said she knew it.

This is very normal.

After the work is solved, the next step is to find a partner to get married, "Do you have any plans for the child's house?"

They are all children, whether they are sons or daughters, they have to prepare a house for their children. They are not seventy-year-olds and eighty-year-olds, so they have to live with their children.

Zhao Mei understood what it means. The old-fashioned family building has four households in one staircase. Both of them are in the middle, and the north and south are not transparent. The main door is a fence-like security door. In the summer, the inside door is open, with curtains hanging, and the security door is closed for ventilation. Her family heard the words next door very clearly.

Especially Director Yang's sister-in-law, who was loud.

They shouted at home, "Good guy, I asked several groups of people tentatively this morning."

She didn't dare to tell the district mayor how the news came out.

After looking around, I whispered: "I'll ask this tentatively today."

Even if Director Yang doesn’t look for him, he has to remind his leader of this matter. Everyone is short of houses. The news spreads the fastest.

While reading the documents, Lin Yutong listened to Zhao Mei's words: "I don't know where the rumor comes from. I guess it's because the surrounding land has started to be built, and this is the location of our family area."

Director Yang didn't talk to his wife and children at home, and then he said something terrible. There were ears through the window.

Director Yang is actually quite unfair about this matter.
To be continued...