Reborn 1990: Running towards the life of a housewife

Not long after, the news of the demolition was eventually revealed.

People nearby were talking privately, some said they heard it from their friends, some said they heard it from their relatives, which made everyone feel restless.

Someone went to the relevant units to inquire, but couldn't find out anything.

In this way, some people believe it and some people don't believe it.

Some people who believe in it, like Shen Xiaojun, want to build a few more rooms in the yard. Of course, only those who have a yard can do that.

Those who don’t believe it will naturally ignore what they should eat or drink.

Shen Xiaojun often hears the arguments between believers and non-believers.

For example, on this day, after dinner, Shen Xiaojun took the idler Yaoyao out for a walk. When they walked onto the street, they heard a group of people talking about demolition.

At first, a few old people were sitting under a tree chatting. People passing by heard it and joined in, and more and more people joined in.

"I don't want it to be demolished anyway. I live well in my home, so why demolish it?" The person who said this was an old man. He was holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand and fanning the wind leisurely.

"Old man, we have to demolish it! Only after demolishing it can we live in a new house! My yard is big, so I will definitely have to pay for two or three houses. With these houses, I won't have to buy a house for my son when he gets married in the future!"

Some people laughed at him, "Don't talk about my son living there, my grandson's living there! Haha..."

Some people are also worried, "The house my family lives in now is allocated by the work unit. There are several houses living in one yard. It is not very small even if there is a common yard. If it is divided according to area, my family may not be able to get much."

"I heard that there is a minimum housing guarantee. Your family of three must have a small three-bedroom apartment."

"Is it true that we still have to pay for decoration expenses and relocation expenses? My house is not allocated by my work unit. The homestead is public. Mine is considered a private house. Do I have to pay more than what is allocated by the public?"

"Definitely! I won't do it if the compensation is less!"

"That's right, I won't move until the money is in place!"

"Do we have to calculate the capitation fee? If there are more people on the household registration, do we have to pay more?"

"This is not clear..."

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"I heard that so-and-so's family is making trouble. The married girls all want to move their hukou back and take their men and children with them. Even the old lady who has been married for decades wants to move back. After I got my registered residence, my wife was dancing around the house every day!"

Some people said: "Just give in, it won't cost anything anyway, and the developer will be able to give you more money. This wife is a bit ignorant!"

"Hmph! Don't you understand this? When the time comes, they will all be in the same household registration book. Who will get the house after it is divided? The water thrown out by the married daughter will be thrown away. Even if the daughter is good, she will not compete with her brothers for the house in the future. What about the son-in-law? Who knows what will happen next! It’s best not to just transfer your registered residence here.”

"That's right. Fortunately, my family is simple and there is no such thing."

"Look, we are getting quite noisy here."

People who don't believe in demolition said, "You think so much about things that don't even exist. You make it sound like it's going to be demolished soon. You don't even think about it. Why do you want to demolish this place? What's the point of it?" Demolished? North City is a new city with wide roads and is close to the village in the city. If we demolish this place, we might as well build a new city over there."

"I think so too. I feel it's impossible to tear it down. I feel like this good thing won't happen to me." The middle-aged man who spoke was as thin as a bamboo pole. Even if it was too dark to see the face clearly, you could still feel the look on his face. The suffering is great and the hatred is deep.

"Your idea is wrong! Our Nancheng is an old city with a history of thousands of years. It has its own cultural heritage and is very worthy of development! As you say, the old ones should be thrown away? That's right. Let it get worse and worse? Then why is the antique valuable?"

"That's right, Nancheng is the center of our city, and Beicheng was considered a suburb in the past!"

Everyone's topic turned to the question of who is the main city, North City or South City.

The argument was heated.

Zhang Hong, who had shown them the yard before, saw Shen Xiaojun coming and asked her, "Have you heard about the demolition?"

Shen Xiaojun let Yaoyao go to play with her sisters, nodded and said, "I heard it, everyone is talking about this, it's hard not to hear it or not."

"I often see your car coming in and out, so I thought you were too busy to pay attention to this." Zhang Hong leaned over in a low voice, "My relative, the former owner of your yard, also knew about it, and now he is filled with regret. It’s green. Tell me, this yard is so big, how many houses will we have to pay for it!”

Shen Xiaojun was surprised when she said this. Don't they know that most of the houses on this street will not be demolished?

Does it mean that when demolition is mentioned, everyone thinks it will be demolished?

But regardless of whether it is demolished or not, the original owner will regret it.

Shen Xiaojun smiled and did not say anything clearly. He only said: "I guess that a well-preserved century-old home like this is more likely to be protected than demolished."

Zhang Hong suddenly asked, "Is that so?"

"Yeah, I think other cities do this, so I guess it's the same here."

Zhang Hong immediately started chatting with someone after hearing the news. The old man who didn't want to demolish the house at first said, "That's good. My house has a history of hundreds of years. After all, it's a cultural relic."

Shen Xiaojun stopped listening to the rest of the conversation and called Yaoyao back home.

At home, Xiao Wei and Xiao Yue were lying on the sofa watching TV as if they were boneless. Seeing that Shen Xiaojun's hands were empty, Xiao Wei asked disappointedly: "Isn't there anyone selling baked rice cakes?"

During this time, a barbecue stall opened on the street. It was only open every night. It pushed a tricycle to grill on the roadside. I have to buy a bunch to satisfy my craving.

When Shen Xiaojun went out, the two sisters were still doing their homework. Xiaowei specifically reminded her to bring a bunch of them back.

"I didn't see it." In fact, she had forgotten about it. It probably wasn't open. She didn't even smell the smoky smell, and no one was eating it on the road.

Xiaowei swallowed and said, "The boss is too bad at doing business. How can he be open for a while and not open for a while? Repeat customers will all run away."

"Stop worrying about others. Go wash up quickly and go to bed early at night. We have to go to my aunt's house for dinner tomorrow!"

Xiaowei's expression was exaggerated, "Oh! My dear mommy, we will finally have a rest tomorrow, can you just let us watch for a while? Please!"

Xiaoyue followed her elder sister's lead and imitated the Wanwan accent at the top of her voice, "Please, please!"

Shen Xiaojun patted him alone and said, "Speak well."

The two of them continued to watch TV, and Shen Xiaojun took Yaoyao to take a shower.