1980 My Literary Era.

Chapter 707 What kind of living room do you want?
Lin Weimin spent 2 yuan to buy fireworks, but he didn't finish the display after more than half an hour.

In the end, the fireworks were not over, and the children were tired of watching them.

Fireworks are like moon cakes, they are the best to eat during festivals, they match with the atmosphere, they are not forbidden to eat at ordinary times, but if you eat too much, you will get tired of it.

It was getting dark early now, the fireworks had been set off for almost an hour, and the time was only six o'clock.

But the temperature outside was getting lower and lower, and after the initial excitement passed, everyone felt a bit chilly.

"Come on, let's not let it go. Let's all share the rest. If you want to put it later, find a place to put it." Lin Weimin said.

Everyone happily agreed and divided the things neatly.

"I need to move more!" Qu Xiaowei said through gritted teeth.

He was very happy watching the fireworks just now, but when he thought that more than 1 yuan was in vain, he felt very distressed.

It’s enough for him to set up a stall for several years!
A loser!
"Hot mutton at home tonight, do you want to go?"

Everyone gathered today, Lin Weimin was in high spirits, and asked everyone a question.

"go with!"

Everyone said in unison.

On the way back to Yanjing, the convoy was occasionally watched by villagers. Everyone knew that these should be the same people who set off the fireworks just now.

This area is not far from Mentougou. Since the ban, many people in Yanjing City will even visit relatives and friends to Mentougou to celebrate the New Year in order to get addicted to firecrackers.

Therefore, it is not surprising that people from the city come to the Yongding River to set off fireworks on the first night of the Lunar New Year.

Everyone just lamented how fucking rich.

Another upstart!

Back at Shizhu's small courtyard, the house was full of ready-made things. A group of people got busy, and within an hour, the food and wine were on the table.

We had dinner at around seven o'clock, which was just the right time.

"This bite is still so satisfying!" Zheng Guo stuffed a few mouthfuls of mutton and said with a satisfied expression.

In the past few years, he has been doing charity work, running around outside, exposed to wind and sun, which is really hard work.

Lin Weimin asked about the current situation of the foundation, and Zheng Guo talked endlessly.

After several years of accumulation, coupled with the blessing of "No One Less", the names of China Youth Education Development Foundation and Project Hope have gradually become popular among the people.

Now the annual fundraising funds are steadily rising. This year's fundraising funds have approached [-] million, and it is certain that they will exceed [-] million next year.

In addition to ordinary people, the foundation has also connected with many entrepreneurs, and the difficulty of fundraising is more than a little lower than in previous years.

Zheng Guo has now reached the position of deputy director of the foundation, but he still likes to run around. He prefers to participate in donation activities rather than fundraising.

"The old man has retired, and I don't have much to pursue. It's good like this now." Zheng Guo said.

Lin Weimin encouraged: "It is not easy to support such a foundation. It is so well-known and influential, so you have to work hard!"

"Do you even need to say that? For sure!"

Zheng Guo took a sip of wine. Compared with his previous work, the work of the foundation gave him a much higher sense of accomplishment.

Over there, Qu Xiaowei was teasing Xiaodoubao with a drink, and pushed her anxiously into Tao Huimin's arms.

Lin Weimin rubbed Qu Xiangnan's head, and said viciously: "If your father bullied my daughter, I will bully his son."

Qu Xiangnan looked like he was crying and looked innocent.

Liu Haiyan gave him a blank look, and pulled her son over, "Both of them are not in shape!"

"It's still Xiaowei's business. Santana has been driven. It seems that you can make a lot of money by going to sea!" Zheng Guo turned the topic to Qu Xiaowei.

There are four cars going out today, one is Lin Weimin's Mercedes-Benz, one is Tao Huimin's Crown, one is Han Zhuangzhuang's Camry, and the other is Qu Xiaowei's Santana.

The car I just picked up in the second half of the year cost 20.

The smugness on Qu Xiaowei's face flashed, but Liu Haiyan didn't give him any face, "What a waste! His father supported 15 yuan, and we paid 5 yuan ourselves."

Lin Weimin laughed, and Zheng Guo said, "5 is not a lot. How many families can come up with 5 at once?"

Under a step, Qu Xiaowei immediately echoed, "That's right, that's right!"

It was okay if he didn't speak, but Liu Haiyan became even more angry when he spoke.

"If you want to swell your face and pretend to be fat, why do you say it's convenient to set up a stall to buy a car, but you have to buy a big hair from a shopkeeper? It's only tens of thousands of dollars, and you can open a shop if you don't care!"

Liu Haiyan is a day-to-day person, and she can't understand Qu Xiaowei's consumption behavior at all.

But Lin Weimin knew very well that Qu Xiaowei had a good family background since he was a child and had a solid family background. It should be said that he had never worried about money.

People like him can only play with tickets when they go to sea, so it's not strange to buy a Santana instead of Dafa.

"You, don't worry about it. The things in your old man's hands are enough for him to ruin his life. What you should worry about now is your son. What will you rely on in the future!"

Lin Weimin's venomous tongue aroused the common hatred of Qu Xiaowei and his wife.

"Bah, bah, what a prodigal? My son is doing well in his studies, and this time he is in the top three in the class at the end of the semester."

"Hey, why are you so ambitious? Much better than your father!" Lin Weimin slapped Qu Xiangnan on the head again.

After teasing each other, Qu Xiaowei followed Lin Weimin's topic and asked, "Hey, tell me about the demolition of your two yards?" When Qu Xiaowei asked, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Lin Weimin. On the body.

"Hey! What's there to say? It happens that the government wants to demolish that place. We have to obey the government's leadership. If we give more or less, that's all."

Qu Xiaowei gritted his teeth, "Can you speak well?"

The others also looked at Lin Weimin with displeasure, and he said helplessly, "Then what do you say? I really can't bear to part with my two sets of yards, which are the best locations in West City."

"A commodity building of more than 800 square meters is not worth more than your two yards? Besides, there are still 8 yuan!" Qu Xiaowei said unconvinced.

"Commercial housing will be everywhere in Yanjing City in 30 years, and how many courtyard houses in that area can you find in 30 years?"

Lin Weimin's words awakened the dreamer and made everyone fall into deep thought.

Yes, the development of Yanjing in the past ten years has been seen by everyone, it is a big construction site, and this trend will probably continue in the future visible to the naked eye.

In a few years, the value of the courtyard house will definitely not be what it used to be.

However, no matter how many people dared to think about it, they never thought that a courtyard house would be worth hundreds of millions, or even hundreds of millions.

"Everyone understands the truth that rare things are valuable. But don't pretend to be good-looking when you get cheap. That's a building of more than 800 square meters." Yao Shuzhi said.

"That's right, what's the price of commercial housing now? The Asian Games Village costs 2000 yuan, which is more than 100 million yuan!"

Qu Xiaowei said something, and then asked: "But you have reminded everyone that if you have money, you can buy a house or you have to buy a house. In case of demolition, it will be paid!"

Qu Xiaowei was thinking about getting rich overnight after the demolition, but Liu Haiyan poured cold water on him, "Is it your idea?"

"If you can't demolish it, just let it go. Didn't you say that for the people? The price of houses in Yanjing will definitely increase in the future. This is a general trend."

Liu Haiyan gave Qu Xiaowei a big roll of her eyes, "You are really thanks to having good parents."

Zheng Guo asked: "Where did my sister-in-law say this?"

"His father owns three houses and a courtyard house, and he is still thinking about buying a house."

Liu Haiyan's words surprised everyone present, isn't this the trumpet "Lin Weimin"?

Lin Weimin touched Qu Xiangnan's head and said, "Uncle Lin takes back what he just said. From now on, like your father, you can defeat your grandfather's family!"

"Go!" Liu Haiyan gave Lin Weimin a push, "All good children are spoiled by you!"

Zheng Guo sighed: "Xiaowei has a good father!"

The crowd burst into laughter.

"Okay, okay, don't use me to play cymbals." Qu Xiaowei said depressedly.

He is now in his forties, and it is not an honor to be old.

Although he seldom gnaws at the old ones, he usually gnaws at key places, such as buying Santana.

Everyone continued to eat happily, and Lin Weimin gave Shi Tiesheng some mushrooms.

"I can't eat the meat, and it tastes good to eat some mushrooms."

Shi Tiesheng is three years older than Qu Xiaowei and is 43 years old this year.He likes to eat meat. His health was not good a few years ago, but fortunately he is young and his digestion ability can keep up.

But in the past two years, it was obvious that I was no longer good. I didn’t dare to open my belly and eat meat. I only tasted it in small quantities every time.

Today, Shi Tiesheng only ate a few slices of mutton at first, and the rest of the time he ate some vegetables.

"The taste of delicacies from mountains and seas is unmistakable." Shi Tiesheng smiled and stuffed the mushrooms into his mouth and said while chewing: "In the past, I only knew how to eat meat, and I thought meat tasted the best. Now that meat can't be eaten, other ingredients are slowly being eaten. Taste the taste."

"Everyone in our generation loves to eat meat. It is caused by objective living conditions. Look at these children..."

The family of Lin Weimin, Qu Xiaowei, and Zheng Guo, with one child, lacked interest in hot pot. Except that Xiaodoubao was too young for snacks, the other two children did not show any special interest in mutton. a cup.

Shi Tiesheng looked at the innocent and lovely appearance of the children, with a smile on his face.

"How happy they are!"

Shi Tiesheng was not in good health, and he was already very tired after going out for a long time. After the lively dinner at nine o'clock, everyone dispersed.

Two days later, the Spring Festival was over, Chang'an Street resumed its busy state, and Yanjing City entered its usual busyness.

A few years ago, Lao Cheng had been going through the construction procedures for the family home of the Chinese Literature Society. The procedures these days were not as cumbersome as in later generations, and the Chinese Literature Society raised funds to build the family home. The state not only supported it, but also reduced some taxes and fees.

While going through the construction procedures, Lao Cheng even found the design unit.

A few days after he went to work after the year, Lao Cheng gathered several main leaders and former leaders of the agency together. The design side had already given a plan, and Lao Cheng gathered everyone together to give advice. The construction drawings are out.

There is really no design in the family building these days, no matter how high the space utilization rate is.

Lin Weimin looked at the graphics on the plan, and felt that he couldn't bear to look directly at them.

But he also knows that this is the practicality pursued in this era.

Besides, if the family building is standing here, it may have to be demolished in less than 20 years. The more building area there is at this time, the more generous the feedback will be from the society and employees in the future.

Oh, what a worrying life I am!
Lin Weimin sighed, and looked at a few veteran cadres who were discussing in full swing. They were debating fiercely about whether the 75-square-meter apartment should have three bedrooms or two bedrooms and one living room.

In the end, the three-room party won the debate with an overwhelming advantage.

As long as the visitor has a place to sit, what kind of living room do you want?

(End of this chapter)