Rebirth with Space Materials: Little Cannon Fodder Awakens

After Shi Qinghuan returned home from get off work at around 11 o'clock in the afternoon, she saw that the family courtyard was also very lively. It seemed that the housing allocation index affected the hearts of many people.

But when she thought about the housing conditions of this era, she was immediately relieved, but these had nothing to do with her, so she walked directly upstairs.

When she got home, she didn't rush to the kitchen to make lunch. Instead, she walked to the window, opened it, and looked at the roofed building opposite.

Seeing that the building was particularly new, there was no sign that there had been a fire there, and somehow she suddenly felt that things were different.

But this feeling went away as quickly as it came. She quickly packed herself up and went to the kitchen to make lunch.

When she was ready to eat lunch, she heard a knock on the door. She could only put down the chopsticks in her hand and go to the door to open the door.

When she opened the door, she saw Wang Ailan standing at the door of her house. She said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang is here, come in and sit down."

After hearing Shi Qinghuan's words, Wang Ailan did not rush into the room, but asked Shi Qinghuan: "Have you eaten?"

"I'm getting ready to eat, but I don't want to delay talking about things. I can talk while eating."

"Okay." After Wang Ailan finished speaking, she walked towards the team leader.

When she entered the room, she saw a bowl of something that looked like paste on the table. She asked the waiter Qinghuan, "What are you cooking? Why does it look like paste?"

"It's not mush, it's oatmeal. I've been feeling a little uncomfortable in my stomach for the past two days, so I decided to eat something to nourish my stomach."

"Stomach discomfort? Do you want to go to the hospital?"

"No, I just ate too much spicy food. I'll be fine in two days."

"That's good."

After Shi Qinghuan heard Wang Ailan's words and saw that Wang Ailan didn't take the initiative to mention why he came to her, she knew that Wang Ailan must be embarrassed to speak, so she took the initiative to ask Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, why did you come to me? Something?"

"Actually...actually I came to you about the housing index." "Housing index? Doesn't your family already have a house?"

"I want to get a housing quota for your brother Anzi, so that he will be less stressed after marriage."

Shi Qinghuan frowned after hearing Wang Ailan's words, because Guan An had no hope of obtaining the housing quota.

Thinking of this, he said to Wang Ailan: "Aunt Wang, don't dislike my harsh words. I don't think Brother An Zi has much hope this time.

Not to mention that so many people are focusing on housing allocation indicators, just because the unit where An Zige works is not a research institute, he has lost his strong competitiveness. "

"I know that if the housing quota is allocated only to the people of the institute, I would not dare to have this idea at all, but I heard that the institute will give two quotas to the soap processing factory, so I took the idea."

Shi Qinghuan understood instantly after hearing Wang Ailan's words, but what does this have to do with her? She is not the person in charge of sub-indexes.

Thinking of this, she asked Wang Ailan directly: "Does this have anything to do with me?"

"Have."

"what relationship?"

"I heard that this time the housing allocation indicators will be voted anonymously by some of the people who have made the greatest contributions in the courtyard."

"Is there still this?"

"Well, because the competition this time is too fierce, the hospital came up with this method."

Shi Qinghuan was a little speechless after hearing Wang Ailan's words, because she had only heard of allocating houses to people who made big contributions, and had never heard of people who made big contributions voting to allocate houses to whom.

I don’t know who the smart guy came up with this weird idea, I really admire it.