The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

After the fifteenth day, the Spring Festival of this year is completely over. These days, Zhong Yunxing has been thinking about how to talk to his mother about moving.

Although he had already promised Darong to move out, he actually knew in his heart that dividing the family property would be a complicated process.

"Brother, why do I see that you seem to be worried lately?"

Zhong Yunhong and Zhong Yunxing were going to the town to buy grain. Although the Zhong family farmed, their main crop was rice. Other white flour and grains also had to be purchased at the grain store.

"I want to move out, but I haven't figured out how to tell our mom. I'm afraid she will think too much." Zhong Yunxing replied gloomily.

"Brother, don't worry, mom will definitely agree." Zhong Yunhong chuckled after hearing this.

"What do you mean?" Zhong Yunxing looked at Zhong Yunhong in confusion.

"My mother was worried about my lack of a house to get married. I just joined the company and I am not eligible for housing. She was anxious for me to get married. I heard her chatting with my aunt."

Zhong Yunhong's unit has normal statutory holidays, and he went to Dacheng with his father and mother, so this is of course true.

After hearing this, Zhong Yunxing suddenly felt a lot more relieved. He didn't expect that Erhong was already 23 years old and had reached the age to get married.

"But you don't even have a partner."

"Haha, look at how our mom is acting. She's probably busy with your wedding before the New Year. Otherwise, I would have seen eight hundred of them."

Zhong Yunxing also laughed after hearing this, and the two brothers continued to pedal towards the grain store.

Just as Zhong Yunhong said, when Zhong Yunxing told Zhong's mother that there was an empty house in Nanjian that they could occupy, she agreed to let the two of them move in without saying a word.

"All these appliances for your wedding were given by Darong. You can take them away when you move. This set of cabinets, sofas, and coffee tables were also made for your wedding. You can use them after you move in."

Mother Zhong was discussing the moving arrangements with the young couple, and the things in the house were easy to divide.

"Furong, according to reason, you have moved out, and I should give you the money you put in the house... But I did use it to pay off debts, and now I don't have that much money. How about giving you 200 first?"

In fact, Mother Zhong hesitated in the small west room for a long time before she took out the two hundred yuan from her pocket.

"Mom, when I gave it to you, I never thought about coming back. If I hadn't helped Uncle Qi pay for his hospital bills a few days ago, I wouldn't want the two hundred."

When Darong gave the money, she was sincerely helping the family pay off debts. Now she is taking the money from Zhong's mother because she really has no money. After all, after the two of them move out, they will have to cook for themselves and live.

"Have you helped your seventh uncle advance the money?"

After hearing what Darong said, Mother Zhong stared in surprise and asked.

Darong didn't know that Mrs. Zhong didn't know about this. After looking up at Zhong Yunxing, she found that he was frowning slightly.

Darong realized that she seemed to have said something wrong and didn't know how to respond for a moment.

When Mother Zhong saw that Darong stopped talking, she called Zhong Yunxing out of the small west room.

What kind of deep affection and friendship can there be between sisters-in-law? When Zhong's mother and others were still young, several sisters-in-law had quarrels over the issue of supporting the elderly. It is actually not easy for them to maintain the current relationship.

After a while, Zhong Yunxing returned to the small west room, but his expression was obviously unhappy.

"Did I say something wrong?" Darong approached Zhong Yunxing and asked.

"It's okay, Mom is just angry that I didn't tell her." Zhong Yunxing hugged Darong in his arms and said softly.

In fact, there were many times when he couldn't understand the way Mother Zhong handled things, but she was still his mother after all.

After many twists and turns, Darong moved back to the slum in the Nanjian dormitory area, and she and Zhong Yunxing finally had their own home in the true sense.

Although it is just a dilapidated little bungalow, it is a warm and comfortable harbor for them.

"When we move out and live on our own, money will be needed everywhere. We need to learn how to save money and be prudent about how we spend it."

After Darong's mother stuffed a hundred yuan into Darong's pocket, she gave her some earnest instructions.

Since moving out, Darong's life has finally become what a young person should be like. She no longer has to get up early every day to help her mother-in-law cook, nor does she have to worry about sleeping on time. The baby in her belly can also sleep well with her every weekend.

"From today on, in order to ensure production quality and meet production targets, all pregnant female employees will be removed from the production line after eight and a half months of pregnancy..."

During the morning meeting, Director Lu's notice instantly made more than a dozen pregnant employees panic.

According to the requirements of the factory office, pregnant female employees can go to the second-line workshop when they are 6 and a half months pregnant. Darong is now more than 5 months pregnant and is waiting to join the second-line cadre class next month. This means her schedule will be postponed for another two months.

However, this notice was not directed at Darong. The main reason was that this year, many girls in the textile workshop were pregnant and about to give birth, which really caused trouble to the work in the workshop, so this desperate measure was taken.

After the meeting, a few pregnant women planned to find Director Lu to argue, and Darong was naturally pulled into the team.

When they entered the director's office, everyone thought that Darong would be the first to speak up and ask questions, but after waiting for a long time, they saw Darong just standing at the end of the line with her eyes lowered and looking at the ground, and she didn't seem to want to speak.

Another female colleague who was usually talkative could no longer control herself and started arguing with the workshop cadres.

Darong just stood there quietly listening. This time the workshop's attitude was very clear. If you can't persist, you can apply for an early transfer or unpaid leave.

After hearing about the unpaid leave, most people remained silent, because those who can continue to work in this factory basically need this income to support their lives.

After arguing for a long time, the matter ended up in nothing. None of the pregnant women who were already six and a half months pregnant dared to take a break, so the workshop's rule became a foregone conclusion.

Darong was naturally very dissatisfied, but she had not figured out what to do, so she remained silent and did not participate in the protest.

"Darong is back? Can I borrow two pieces of wood from your house? The wood I have is damp, and I tried to light the stove for a long time but it wouldn't catch fire." As Darong entered the yard, Aunt Sun from next door came out from the small kitchen.

"Aunt Sun, next time you need it, just take it first and let me know when I come back."

Darong was absent-minded at first, but she came back to her senses after Aunt Sun called her.