The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 10 The People of Awa Sing a New Song

When Qian Jin finished his formalities and was about to go out, he met a woman.

The two of them looked like one of them was chopping electric wires with a kitchen knife, with sparks and lightning flying all the way!

One is a pickle that has been pickled for three years - it is wilted and still sour.

Du Daozui!
They passed each other.

Then guess each other's intentions for coming to the neighborhood committee.

Qian Jin guessed that she came for his house.

He guessed correctly.

Du Daozui went to see Wei Xiangmi, the women's director of Taishan Road Street and the section chief of the District Housing Management Office.

Wei Xiangmi had just poured tea into the enamel pot when Du Daozui's saliva splashed in her mouth:

"Seven people crammed into two rooms is more crowded than a can of fish!"

"My brother always has to go to the air-raid shelter to date someone—those who know him say it's a revolutionary friendship, while those who don't think it's a secret service meeting..."

Wei Xiangmi didn't bother to protect her tea. She first blocked the 'Women Hold Up Half the Sky' banner in the office.
This woman is not a good person. Last time she came to make trouble, she even took away the silk banner and golden ears and made them into a key chain.

She was annoyed by this noisy woman.

But there was no way, the other party was pestering her.

This is related to her job.

Wei Xiangmi's job situation is very special.

She is a part-time street women's director, and her main position is in the newly established district housing management office in Haibin City.

According to Du Daozui, the women's director is in charge of women's affairs, and the housing management office is in charge of housing affairs. Combining the two, you, Wei Xiangmi, should be in charge of my, Du Daozui's affairs.

Du Daozui is a fierce woman who can do anything shameless. She went to Wei Xiangmi's house to make trouble.

Wei Xiangmi was afraid of her, so this time she could only help her with the house matter on the premise of legality and compliance.

But before she did anything, she asked:

"Have you inquired? The boy living next door to you isn't registered in the city?"

"If someone has a household registration but no house, then according to current rules and regulations, I can't evict them. They have priority in inheriting the house."

Du Daozui nodded firmly: "Absolutely, for sure, I asked someone to check it out clearly!"

Wei Xiangmi nodded helplessly.

She plans to move the residents of Room 205 to a smaller house.

The living conditions of urban residents are currently tight, and it is a bit of a luxury for a young person to live in two rooms.

The autumn sun shines obliquely into the old tube-shaped building, and the power of the autumn heat is still there.

Qian Jin did not close the door but left it half-open to let in some air.

Seeing this, Du Daozui secretly shouted that it was a good opportunity, and kicked the door panel to open it.

She habitually stood in a compass-like posture, with her hands on her hips, blocking the door of Room 205.

The door opened and a draft whistled through the hallway. Her scarlet dacron shirt was blown up by the wind, making her look like a fighting cock. "Come out, vacate the room!"

The sound is loud, like a rooster crowing.

When the other residents on the same floor heard this, they all leaned out to see what was happening.

People living upstairs and downstairs also came.

Qian Jin walked out unhappy: "What are you doing? Do you have rabies?"

There were several couples outside the door.

In addition to the familiar Du Daozui, there was also a beautiful young woman wearing a red armband and Du Daozui's family members.

The middle-aged woman held the seal in her hand, while Du Daozui's family members held glue in one hand and a brush in the other.

"What do you mean? Are you coming to seal the door of my house?" Qian Jin reacted.

Du Daozui glanced at the gold-stamped leader badge on his Dacron shirt and put on a high-spirited posture:
"It's nothing, Comrade Xiao Qian. You're living in this house illegally and in violation of regulations. The neighborhood committee is here to take it away today."

"What do you mean by taking over the house? It's like snatching the house away." A neighbor spoke up for justice.

Du Daozui's husband was a soft-hearted person. He tried to smooth things over: "Comrade Xiao Qian is an educated youth, he has high consciousness, he should give the house to the elderly worker family who needs it more!"

Du Daozui's parents looked down upon their son-in-law's soft and snotty personality.

The old man arrogantly put his left hand on his waist and waved his right hand:
"Stop talking nonsense! Drag this descendant of a capitalist out and purge him of the messy capitalist dregs."

"Confiscate what should be confiscated, and throw away what should be thrown away!"

Before the founding of the People's Republic of China, Qian Jin's family was well-known in the business community of Haibin City.

His grandfather had even been the president of the Haibin City Chamber of Commerce, so his family background was not good.

Big Brother Du Daozui, relying on his superior numbers, went up and started to attack: "Stop talking nonsense, drag him out!"

Then a roar came from the room: "Who the hell dares to do that?!"

A strong man rushed out of the door with the gait of a dragon and a tiger. He was tall and burly, and his momentum was terrifying.

Following closely behind was a burly woman.

Behind them was a tall, thin and strong father and son.

It doesn't stop there.

Four more children rushed out, leaving Wei Xiangmi and the neighbors watching dumbfounded.

Why are there so many people in this little house?

Actually it’s just a coincidence.

Liu Jiaqing successfully obtained employment at the street's small collective enterprise. Qian Jin was very happy and bought some melon seeds and peanuts in small packages in several batches to celebrate with everyone.

Liu Youniu's house was full of miscellaneous things and couldn't accommodate so many people, so they came to his house.

How would Du Daozui's family know about this?

They wanted to bully the minority by relying on their numbers, but they found out that they were the ones who were the minority.

Du Daozui was pressured by the crowd's momentum and softened his tone. "Brother Liu, sister-in-law Liu, today's matter is between Xiao Qian and me. It has nothing to do with your family..."

"Xiao Qian's matter is my family's matter!" Liu Youniu said righteously.

Liu Sanbing, a small man with a loud voice, shouted, "He's still ours—we'll just follow him. You know what it means to be a nobody..."

"Brother Qianjin is our commander!" Liu Siding felt that he was embarrassing himself and quickly interrupted him.

When Liu Dajia saw Wei Xiangmi, he thought for a moment and then ran out.

Du Daozui thought he was going to recruit people and call for help, so he quickly changed his strategy.

She wiped her tears and said to Wei Xiangmi, "Director Wei, please give us some justice."

"Look, look, this capitalist is forming cliques here. How can we ordinary people live here?"

"And look at the living conditions. We, a family of workers, live worse off than a migrant worker without a household registration. Is this even fair?"

"Oh, alright, alright! Stop arguing, everyone! If anyone starts arguing, I'll call the security guards over." Wei Xiangmi adjusted her red armband and accurately grasped the key point. "Comrade Qian Jin, come over here and talk."

Qian Jin walked out holding an enamel pot, on which the red words "vast world with great potential" were clearly visible.

Wei Xiangmi pulled out the "Binhai City Housing Allocation Regulations" from her briefcase and asked, "Comrade Qian Jin, where is your household registration?"

Qian Jin said, "Excuse me, who are you? My household registration is a private secret and will not be disclosed."

Du Daozui snorted coldly from his nose: "This is Director Wei from our street, my husband's sister within the fifth degree of mourning..."

"I'm a staff member of our neighborhood committee," Wei Xiangmi said, seeing Du Daozui trying to use his influence to gain publicity. "I'm here to verify the residents' situation on behalf of the neighborhood committee."

Qian Jin said, "Oh, my household registration is on our street."

"He's lying!" Du Daozui pointed at him and spat.

"A dragon gives birth to a dragon, a phoenix gives birth to a phoenix, and a mouse is born to dig holes. This capitalist's descendants are just like their ancestors, full of lies, and they only want to fool us workers, peasants and ordinary people!"

Qian Jin politely commented on her: "Stupid!"

Du Daozui is a person who never suffers a loss in words. When he hears someone scolding him, he immediately jumps up and throws his hands back to scold him.

Footsteps were heard on the stairs behind.

Liu Dajia ran back panting: "Director Zhang is here!"

After several minutes, Zhang Hongbo appeared with a brown paper file bag tucked under his arm. "Director Wei, what are you doing here?"

He deliberately pronounced Wei as "wei".

Wei Xiangmi said politely, "Next month, we're going to investigate the issue of vacant properties registered as household registration in various subdistricts. The leadership of the institute asked me to first investigate the situation in our subdistrict and set an example for my colleagues."

Zhang Hongbo said, "Oh, then tell me about this first."

"This is the arrangement of our district housing management office, so, hehe." Wei Xiangmi meant that it was not your turn to make decisions about this work.

Zhang Hongbo said: "It has nothing to do with whose arrangement it is."

"I mean, I know the situation of the resident in Room 205. His household registration is on our street collective household. If you had told me, we wouldn't have had to make this unnecessary trip."

Wei Xiangmi was stunned: "Huh?"

Zhang Hongbo opened the file bag, and inside it rustled the brand new "Household Registration Form" and file papers. "It's all here. I brought it with me."

"This is impossible!" Du Daozui was dumbfounded and came up to take the file bag.

Zhang Hongbo slapped her hand away: "Stop fooling around!"

There is also a "Registration Form for Households with Special Housing Dilemma" in the file bag, with the information, signatures and red seal clearly visible on it.

Wei Xiangmi was speechless after seeing this. She glared at Du Daozui when no one was paying attention, then turned and left.

Qian Jin drank some boiled water while watching the family next door go dejectedly into Room 204.

Taking advantage of the moment when the door was about to close but not yet closed, he suddenly raised his voice and shouted, "Director Zhang, has the organization confirmed that this house will be allocated to my family?"

"It's written in black and white." Zhang Hongbo shook the file bag. "Some people should stop playing tricks..."

Before he could finish his words, the door of Room 204 was slammed shut.

Then there was another bang, and the enamel basin fell to the ground.

Du Daozui Mi started to curse in a roundabout way: "You idiot, are you deliberately trying to make things difficult for me? Are you deliberately going against me?"

Her child was crying loudly.

There was laughter in the tube-shaped building.

Du Daozui had more or less disputes with her neighbors, and everyone was happy to see her get humiliated.

Someone else started singing: "Every village and hamlet is beating drums and banging gongs, and the Awa are singing new songs..."

(End of this chapter)