Chapter 1253: All Stunned
The Yang family: This is so. If the policy changes, the original owner returns to the city, or the original owner wants to take back the rented house, his family will have to move the place.
As for where the Yang family will move to when the time comes, it will naturally be up to Yang's father and the housing management office to negotiate to find another place to move in, or the unit will decide what to do.
Just like the situation of the families who entered her yard after Li Lao moved away. No wonder the Yang family is a small kitchen with a bigger cover.
Because it is useless to build it, the land and house are not the Yang family at all, unless it is like her grandfather Mei's yard, and the property right is not privately owned but has always been in the hands of the public.
But impossible.
As far as she knows, the large compound where the Wang family and the Yang family live now is owned by the owner, and the Yang family bought three wings from the current owner, Lao Tzu.
Although the dilapidated owners still own the main house, for some historical reasons, they still live on the outskirts of the city, and it is said that they can still receive the rent for the house.
It should be said that the property rights of several nearby alleys belong to the public or private, Guan Ping'an has inquired, and no one knows better than her.
This is also what puzzled her, what do you think about the people who moved the bricks? It's good to say that the house is your own, but it's not yours, wouldn't it be in vain for you to build it?
Of course, maybe it's a fluke, after all, the vast majority of people who can own private property yards in the Imperial City are wealthy families earlier.
Some of the families who were not sent to the labor camp were also willing to obey the arrangement of the neighborhood committee, and the family squeezed into a few rooms, and the other houses were handed over to the housing management office for rent.
Nowadays, there are not many private properties, and there are very few people who buy and sell. Of course, the key is that people who have a house are not short of money, and those who want to buy it have no money.
Ordinary working families may not be able to afford it. People like Qi Lao's can be allocated a good house, and they can't look down on a bungalow that doesn't even have a toilet.
There are even some, like Qi Jianjun, if he is either his wife Su Mingyue or the orphan of a martyr, he is also taboo about changing the policy in the future, and the private yard he bought will become a stain.
So she has never been able to understand what will happen in the future, as long as she has money, she can buy and sell anything freely and it is not illegal.
Although it is said that once the son of heaven was a courtier, but the rules set by the founding emperor of which dynasty and which generation, no one who inherited the throne of their family dared to move the big sword against the rules set by their ancestors.
The class bell rings.
"Ringing bell" pulled back Guan Ping'an's thoughts.
was in class, and suddenly the school's loudspeaker sounded, and he looked at the blackboard in shock, and began to think about something that he didn't have.
After a few sizzling sounds from the sound of the trumpet, a choked voice was heard: "The great leader of our party, our army, and the people of all nationalities passed away in Beijing at 0:10 a.m. on September 9, 1976. ”
Moment.
They were all stunned.
In disbelief, Guan Ping'an looked at the teacher on the podium. Her teacher Hao didn't react much better than her, and the textbook she was holding fell to the ground, and the whole person was stunned.
The students around all looked out the window in amazement. There was a student who moved quickly, and when he reacted, he immediately jumped up and rushed out of the classroom.
Teacher Hao showed a sad look on his face, didn't say a word, and slowly followed the students out of the classroom, Guan Ping'an was stunned for a moment and pulled the classmates around him who had not yet woken up.
Then, she also walked out of teaching. Before she could take a few more steps, in an instant, the sound of crying, one by one, converged into a film, and the crying became louder and louder.
The sun is setting.
Bringing the sun of light to the poor people, he set.
Although Qi Jingnian had reminded her that the old man was seriously ill before, when this day came, Guan Ping'an covered his mouth and still couldn't control his tears.
Her father said that this is the most respectable old man, and at the founding ceremony, the people of the whole country stood up, so even her father turned over and called the shots.
Although her father, the master, was still suppressed by his father and mother at that time, it was different. Her grandfather said that living under the red flag is the happiest generation.
Her grandmother said that if it weren't for this old man leading the poor people to conquer the country, a little girl like her, who was a little longer, would be lambs to be slaughtered.
Although sometimes she will hear people criticize this old man, but she doesn't hide the flaws?
Because of this, the whole school was filled with sadness. The school released school early and gave students an extra half-day off in the afternoon.
It was not yet noon, and Guan Ping'an left the school with his schoolbag on his back and followed the crowd. As soon as I left the school gate, the streets and alleys were full of mourning.
When I got home, I was greeted by Sister-in-law Zhang's red and swollen eyes, and even spoke with a cry. "The chief has just sent someone back to tell you not to go out until you get home. ”
It is estimated that her Grandpa Mei sent someone back to get something, and by the way, he informed Sister-in-law Zhang that she would not go out after school. Otherwise, at this juncture, how can his old man still take care of his family.
Guan Ping'an nodded.
She, a crow's mouth, just thought about what a son of heaven and a courtier, and sure enough, it didn't take half an hour before the matter came. In the early hours of that morning, it was said that the Earth Turning Dragon was also coming.
Guan Ping'an, who returned to the main study, patted his mouth. Placing the book in her chair, she sat down in a daze on the chair behind her desk.
Unlike Grandpa Zhou's death at the beginning of the year, this time the matter is bigger. I'm afraid that after the memorial service is held to let the deceased rest in peace, they will face a showdown.
After a moment of silence, Guan Ping'an began to lay the paper and grind, and lifted the pen with a wave. On a blank piece of paper, there are different sizes of the word "Jing" in cursive to the square word "Jing".
I don't know when she began to abandon the method of running her mind to meditate, and instead masochistic let her mood vent freely first and then control it.
It seems to have started when Grandpa Mei first mentioned letting her go his way, maybe even earlier, on the day he decided to leave Ma Liutun?
Falling the last step, Guan Ping'an put down his pen and looked at the square word "Jing" in the middle. A moment later, she went to this blank piece of paper, and she spread another one.
After laying the paper this time, I saw her gently smooth the paper, and unhurriedly picked up the brush on the pen rest again and dipped it in the inkstone.
Subsequently, the word "Jing" appeared on the white paper, but Guan Ping'an squinted at the word "Jing" that he had just put down and had not yet dried, and was silent for a long time.
No way.
Words are like people.
She shouldn't have returned the word with a blade.
In the end, I can still deceive others, and I can't deceive myself.
If you have no desire, you will never forget your original intention. No matter how much you have thoughts, keep the peace and remember that you will not be allowed to think about anything at any time.
A good piece of writing was folded and folded again and again by Guan Ping'an, and finally crumpled into a ball and thrown into the brazier in the corner of the wall, instead of the trash can next to the desk.