The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

I changed it for one day, so I'll just watch it

In the autumn of 73, He Ping'an brought the results of five years of hard work into the Red Wall to report the good news.

"After five years of development, the technological level of our industry is now on par with that of Western countries. Of course, due to the sudden increase, there is still some gap in production capacity. This will take time to make up!"

"In agriculture, the use of various fertilizers and mechanized planting have more than doubled the yield per mu. The grain reserves in the national reserve have increased significantly! I think the time is ripe for large-scale infrastructure construction!"

"Well! Let's do as you say!"

God is not giving him longevity! He is really old, and now he can't even speak fluently anymore!

"Yes!"

"We must pay attention that large infrastructure, especially urban construction, must not harm the interests of the people!"

"Please rest assured that I had already started preparations when the country entered the second five-year plan last year, and I will never harm the interests of the people!"

He Pingan looked at the setting sun, and somehow felt a little sad. Since God would not give him a long life, he would race against time and try to complete the large infrastructure in the shortest time. Let him see the new century, so that he would not have any regrets!

"According to my plan, within one to two years, cities will be full of tall buildings, rural roads will be smooth, and every family will live in a new house, completely changing the past appearance!"

He Ping'an still couldn't calm down. It was not that he couldn't accept that birth, aging, sickness and death were the laws of nature, but... he felt uncomfortable!

The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the red wall, creating a golden glow that makes people feel upset!

He put down the documents in his hand and sighed heavily! "What a pity..."

A gust of wind blew open a corner of the document, and it was He Ping'an's file.

Driving all the way back to Nanluoguxiang, looking at the mottled walls that had even fallen off in some places, He Pingan became even more depressed! Time is the enemy of everything!

Maybe it's time to end it all...

It stands to reason that with He Ping'an's current status, he should live in the Red Wall. Many people, including him, have advised him to move to another place, but without exception, they were all rejected!

It's not that he's being pretentious, it's just that he doesn't want to, and he doesn't want to! For twenty years, this has been his home, and he won't go anywhere!

Yan Bugui looked at He Ping'an, who was standing at the door and reluctant to come in, and stamped his feet anxiously.

He didn't understand what was so good about a few pieces of peeling wall. Was it important to have a house? Forget it, it was a matter of several generations, so he just gave it a try!

"Hey, Brother Ping'an, you're back early today!" Yan Bugui, who was carrying an empty bottle, met He Ping'an by chance.

Looking at Yan Bugui who was fawning cautiously, He Ping'an didn't even bother to pay attention to him. His little thoughts were all written on his face!

Ever since He Ping'an started preparing for the large-scale infrastructure last year, the subdistrict office has begun to count the population of each household, the area of ​​the house, etc. Urban infrastructure, demolition and land reclamation are the top priorities.

According to He Ping'an's urban planning, one person has 30 square meters. If the resident's house area exceeds 30 square meters per person, appropriate consideration will be given on this basis.

Yan Bugui, the master of divination, has calculated it! Logically, there is nothing to calculate. But don't forget the unique feature of this era - going to the countryside! For all the educated youth who went to the countryside, their household registration would be moved to the place where they went to.

In this way, they no longer have urban household registration and naturally lose the right to allocate housing.

In Yan Bugui's family, the second son, Yan Jiefang, has already gone to the countryside, which is nothing to say. But the third son, Yan Jiekuang, will reach the age required to go to the countryside in more than two months. A loss of 30 square meters all of a sudden could mean the end of Yan Bugui's life!

Compared to the last time when the second son Yan Jiefang was happy to see it happen, this time Yan Bugui tried every means to delay Yan Jiekuang's going to the countryside. At least he had to register the population before going to the countryside! Unfortunately, it was all in vain!

He Ping'an would not be prepared for what Yan Bugui could think of. As early as the beginning of population registration, He Ping'an issued a death order that not only the educated youth who went to the countryside this year, but also those who went to the countryside next year would not be registered!

Otherwise, it would be much easier for him to just register the population with the police station. Why bother asking the street office to investigate door to door? It's just to prevent people like Yan Bugui from playing tricks!

Yan Bugui, who was desperate, could only turn his attention to He Pingan. He had run into He Pingan dozens of times in the past few days. As for why he didn't go to his house to plead for mercy, he went there, but was thrown out by He Pingan with his gifts.

The people in the courtyard who knew the inside story were so embarrassed and laughed at! The integrity of the scholar was finally defeated by a few pieces of silver!

"Brother Ping'an, we have been neighbors for more than ten years. You know what kind of life I have lived. Going to the countryside may be a hard job for other children. But for our family, it is a rare opportunity."

"To be honest, I was so happy when I learned that we were going to the countryside after the liberation. If he had stayed in the city, he would have been single for life, with no money and no house!"

"You know how my salary is, there's no hope. Now that the house has been demolished with great difficulty, I hope you can have some mercy and help me: let my family go to the countryside later?"

He Ping'an only knew Qin Huairu's acting skills before, but he didn't expect Yan Bugui's acting skills to be good. He was full of emotion, shed tears on the spot, and his eyes were filled with suffering and sadness. He had a lot of acting skills!

"Haha... humph!" He Ping'an looked at Yan Bugui who was pretending to be pitiful and sneered, and directly exposed his disguise:

"Yan Bugui, I understand what you're talking about. It's been really hard for your family these years. But what does this have to do with the division of houses? Hmm?"

"If the house is distributed, Yan Jiekuang won't have to go to the countryside? If the house is distributed, Yan Jiekuang can get married? If the house is distributed, your family will have a good life?"

"To tell you the truth, not only Yan Jiekuang's group, but also the group that will go to the countryside next year will not be given houses! They were given houses at home, and then they ran to the countryside to continue living in the new houses! Are the beads on your abacus ringing loud enough?"

"Normally you take advantage of your neighbors, but now you are openly taking advantage of the country. What's wrong? You've never been fought against before, so you feel you've been wronged? Do you want someone to help you loosen up your muscles?"

"Don't forget what era we are in, and don't forget what your background is. If you are really so stubborn, I will help you!"

After He Ping'an finished speaking, he stared at Yan Bugui coldly, as if he was going to drag him into a fight if he didn't give a satisfactory explanation!