I make a living solving crimes.

Chang Da was obviously moved.

Although she would fulfill her duties as a daughter-in-law, she would clean up the chicken coop and dog kennels after marriage and would also serve the old lady wholeheartedly.

But after all, it’s not as comfortable as living in this small courtyard.

Every brick and tile, every bed and table here were bought for her by her younger brother, who put in countless efforts.

Although it is a back house, it is more comfortable than the north room of most people's houses.

But if Du Ye and the old lady were allowed to live here, regardless of whether her family would be happy about it or not, Du Ye might not feel comfortable about it.

Doesn’t this mean he becomes a live-in son-in-law?

Nowadays, no matter how poor a family is, they don't want their sons or grandsons to marry into their family.

If Du Ye's house was really moved next door, and a door was opened in the middle room to connect it, there would be five rooms in a row on the back side, with a small courtyard. It would be very comfortable just thinking about it.

I can take care of Grandma Du nearby and also visit my mother's family at the same time. There is no better choice.

"Isn't it inappropriate for us to live in five rooms?" Chang Da asked cautiously.

"These three are yours, and those two belong to Du Ye."

"There are only four of us. I'm afraid people outside might gossip about us."

"It's not too much for a deputy section chief to live in several back houses." Chang Wei hugged Chang Xiaoman, who was stumbling and catching a kitten, and suddenly came to his senses and said, "What do you mean by four people? You are only three people. Xiaoman's household registration is with me."

Chang Xiaoman didn't know what her uncle and mother were talking about. She jumped up and down in joy and said, "Yes, my uncle and I are the closest."

After saying that, he lay on the ground and tried to jump towards Chang Wei like the little black cat.

As a result, the girl could only jump up to the height of his thighs.

Chang Wei picked her up and held her in his arms, breathing in and out, letting her bump against his belly.

Chang Da stared at them playing blankly, and after a while she said, "Brother, you will have to get married in the future too."

"Why? Are you afraid that I will abuse her?"

"No, that's not what I mean. It's hard to find a wife when you have a baby."

"Hehe, your brother is the director." Chang Wei said arrogantly.

Xiao Man was on Chang Wei's lap, shouting, "Yes, my uncle is a virgin."

Chang Wei spanked her butt, causing the little girl to giggle and roll around in his arms.

Chang Da smiled bitterly and said nothing more. She just stared at the uncle and nephew in a daze.

I raised this younger brother by myself, and before I knew it, he has become the pillar of the family.

In the backyard, despite the Chang family's attempts to keep them, the six people did not stay for dinner. They said goodbye and left after a short chat. When Chang Wei returned to the backyard, Grandpa Chang was still sighing, "Boss, this is a great deed!"

Chang Wei obediently pulled a chair and sat next to the old man and listened to his chatter.

"Those who died were the pillars of their families. Those two girls lost their husbands not long after they got married, and one of them didn't even have a child."

"They are all poor families. If it weren't for the money your parents sent them, two of them would have lost some of their members in the past two years."

When the old man said "reducing the number of people", he meant the dead.

It's either disease or hunger.

Chang Wei listened silently and sighed.

This is just the beginning. The hard times haven’t even begun yet.

He walked to the window and looked out. The lights were dim. He looked up at the sky and saw scattered stars. However, how could such weak light resist the cover of darkness?

The next morning, Chang Wei did not go to the Dragon Group, but went directly to the Gulou Street Office.

Perhaps because he hadn't seen Chang Wei for a long time, Chen Mingji was stunned for a moment, then said with an exaggerated smile: "Welcome, welcome, welcome Director Chang to our subdistrict office to inspect our work."

Chang Wei, with his belly sticking out, said "hmm" in a very reserved manner, then walked around the yard in small square steps.

Chen Mingji was shocked by this shameless fellow. It took him a while to come back to his senses. He kicked him on the butt and said, "I called you Director Chang, and you are showing off your authority?"

Chang Wei patted his butt and said seriously: "Hey, Director Chen, don't say that. I am only a deputy director now. How dare I show off my power in front of you, the director."

Seeing people sticking their heads out of the doors of each office to watch the fun, Chen Mingji pulled Chang Wei towards the office and asked, "Didn't you say you were going to be promoted?"

Chang Wei exclaimed and blinked, "Uncle Chen, you are well-informed."

"Nonsense, our street office factory is the designated production unit of your ministry, and I also have acquaintances in the Ministry of Public Security." Chen Mingji boasted proudly, pulled Chang Wei to sit on the sofa and started to make tea.

"Come on, Director Chang is a very busy man now. He won't come to visit you for no reason. Is there something wrong with you?"

Chang Wei turned his head to look at the surrounding walls and roofs, and said sarcastically: "Uncle Chen, your Sanbao Temple is quite shabby."

Chen Mingji smiled and said, "The Bodhisattva in the temple lives well. Can he do what he promised you? Even though my temple is small, my words and deeds are counted."

Chang Wei nodded in agreement, and said with a grin, "Uncle Chen's words are always the most important in Gulou Street, and he always keeps his word."

After a few jokes, Chang Wei got down to business.

"Your sister's house is a small matter. As long as the Du family agrees, we can do it at any time. This little Du has made a lot of progress now. He actually joined your Dragon Group and became a deputy section chief."

Chen Mingji glanced at Chang Wei, stood up and shouted at the office door.

Comrade Xiao Wang from the Housing Management Department trotted in and greeted Chang Wei with a smile.

"Chief Wang, I'm sorry to bother you." Chang Wei also stood up and said politely.

He didn't call him Director Wang today, but he still called him Section Chief Wang with great respect.

"Deputy Section Chief, Deputy Section Chief." Xiao Wang came over with a thermos and refilled the two people's cups with water. "It's also thanks to you that during the heavy rain in early autumn, only our street suffered the most damage to the houses. Director Chen gave us all the credit."

Chen Mingji smiled with satisfaction, "You are the ones who did it, I won't argue with you."

Only then did Chang Wei realize that Xiao Wang was now a real section chief, although he was only a deputy.

With this kind of emotional intelligence, it’s no wonder that he will become a director in the future.

When she heard about changing houses, she said it was no problem and told Du Ye to just contact her directly.

As for the house that the Dragon Group wants, she thought for a moment and said, "Director Chang, we don't have a whole yard right now. If you are in a hurry, I can find a way to adjust a few rooms. They are not in the same yard, but don't worry, they are guaranteed to be the north room or the side rooms."

Chang Wei quickly thanked him.

He also didn't think about letting all the Dragon Group live together.

The courtyard house was not suitable for living before the pipeline network was renovated. After returning from Sichuan Province, if he has sufficient funds, he still wants to find a place to build a house.

Even if it is a bit simple, it is more comfortable than living in a slum.

As for the value of the Siheyuan...that is still a matter of decades to come. By then, if you have money, you won’t be able to buy one anywhere.

After talking about the house, Chang Wei did not leave immediately. He sat down to drink tea, smoke and chat. He also talked about the visitor to his house yesterday and asked about the current performance of the street office factory.

When mentioning this, Chen Mingji looked miserable.

"You don't know how worried I am!" He took a long puff of his cigarette and sighed, "These people don't have household registration, and the canteen buys expensive grain from the farmers' market. After the New Year, when the farmers' market closes, we don't know what to do."