Chapter 643 Housing Prices
Uncle Ni came quickly, followed by the street office and Shazhu.
The one who cried the most was Yi Zhonghai.
Calling her "godmother" and "godmother" made me sad and tearful.
I don’t know if it’s sincere or not, but the emotions are very rich.
"Why did the old lady pass away in such a hurry? Wasn't she fine when the street office checked last month?" After Director Wang went into the house to check, he came out and raised the question.
Yi Zhonghai in the room was startled and almost stopped crying.
Fortunately, Second Aunt helped him out.
"Director Wang, you may not know that it got cold yesterday and the old lady didn't get up in the morning. She felt weak all over. We took her to the hospital for a checkup, but the doctor couldn't find any problems and sent her back, saying it was a geriatric disease."
"Yes, that's it."
After the second aunt finished speaking, several eyewitnesses also echoed her.
The meaning is very clear, that is, the day has come and it cannot be stopped.
"Director Wang, when I came here yesterday afternoon, the old lady was confused and not in a good mood. I stayed with her until the evening. I thought she was fine, but unexpectedly, at night,...
Sha Zhu also wiped his tears and said that he was very sad.
Maybe it was because the deaf old lady’s performance yesterday was too realistic, Sha Zhu never thought there was anything wrong with the deaf old lady’s death.
Others felt even less.
"It wasn't at night, it should have been early in the morning. I came in to deliver food and the old lady was still warm." The second aunt added.
Director Wang sighed.
"Okay, the old lady is a five-guarantee household, and the funeral will be managed by the state. Everyone should do their part and keep everything simple."
Just then, the crying in the room stopped and Yi Zhonghai walked out.
"Director Wang, wait a moment.
The old lady was alone and helpless all her life, and she was used to being frugal. Everyone knows that I am her godson, and I will take care of the funeral. I don’t want her to be so frugal when she passes away. Although I can’t have a grand funeral, I still want the old lady to have what others have, and I will pay for all the expenses. "
"Are you sure?" Director Wang asked.
This will save the street office money, of course.
"Sure, Director Wang, my hands and feet are not very convenient, so can I ask the people from the street office to help me?"
"Sure~ I'll find two people to help you. The old lady's funeral will be left to you."
"Thank you, Director Wang."
After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he went back into the house.
Compared with Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu is much inferior.
I have no experience and no concept of this.
The most experience I have is helping with cooking.
Yi Zhonghai wanted to make the ceremony grand, so he bought everything he needed and displayed everything he needed.
Unfortunately, the deaf old lady is a widower and is in an inappropriate stage of life, so not many people are bound to come to mourn her.
The mourning hall was set up for three days, and was deserted for two and a half days.
Wang Tiedan also went over to take a look, but he didn't make any trouble, nor did he offer any sacrifices.
Don’t say that the dead are gone, the dead are great.
Really unfamiliar.
If it weren't for the fight in the hospital, we would have said no more than ten sentences in total.
A handful of yellow earth was buried in the pit, and the "second generation ancestors" of Sijiu City completely disappeared in the long river of the courtyard.
On the afternoon of the burial day, Wang Tiedan came to Yard 95 with the money.
At the same time, many people gathered in the courtyard to watch the fun.
"Hey, Tiedan, are you thinking about the deaf old lady's house again?"
"Isn't this obvious? Look at the money in his hand. He is determined to get it."
"Haha, indeed."
Seeing someone teasing him, Wang Tiedan did not hide it.
"You can buy it too. I don't mind. The highest bidder wins."
"No, we are not as rich as you."
"How could I have that money? This is our village's money. I bought it for our village." Wang Tiedan argued.
Everyone knows it.
What your village? It’s just a name. In the end, it will definitely belong to Wang Tiedan.
"Tiedan, if you buy more, this yard will belong to the Wang family." Someone else said.
"You can have the surname Wang without buying it. If you change your surname, we can all have the surname Wang right away."
"Hey, you have a nice idea."
"As long as I can join the retirement group, it doesn't seem to be a problem."
"Come on, don't you realize I was joking?"
As we were chatting here, the funeral procession returned to the yard one after another.
Among them are Sha Zhu and Yi Zhonghai.
The two kept their distance and had no intention of reconciling.
When Wang Tiedan saw Sha Zhu coming, he directly stuffed the money into Sha Zhu's hands openly.
"Brother Zhuzi, count, and then we'll go to the street office to handle the formalities."
"No need to count. I believe you."
"First the villain, then the gentleman, count and everyone will feel relieved."
"Okay~"
Sha Zhu took the money and counted it in public.
The neighbors around, including Yi Zhonghai, were all stunned.
What does it mean? The deal has been made before it even started.
No one said anything, just stared at Sha Zhu counting the money.
One, two, three...all brand new big black tens.
After the counting was finished, before Sha Zhu announced the total, everyone had already given a price.
"Eight hundred."
No, this is too cheap.
Just as Sha Zhu was about to put the money into his pocket, several voices came from the crowd.
"and many more!"
"Wait a moment!"
"Don't panic!"
Wang Tiedan and Sha Zhu were both startled and turned around to see Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu, Jia Zhangshi and two strange middle-aged men squeezing into the crowd.
"Silly Zhu, if the deaf old lady wants to sell her house, she should sell it to me. I will also pay 800 yuan so that you won't suffer any loss."
The first person to speak was Jia Zhang, fearing that someone else would snatch the word away.
In her opinion, the three rooms of the deaf old lady were worth at least one thousand, and she could make two hundred in a short time. If she didn't act now, when would she act?
Qin Huairu stood behind Jia Zhang, staring straight at Sha Zhu, her meaning was self-evident.
"Comrade He Yuzhu, right? I work at the bearing factory. My name is Fan Aiguo. Here are my IDs. I also want to buy your house. I'll pay you 1,200 yuan. I can pay you right now."
The middle-aged man who walked out took out his ID, and the other person took out a thick stack of money from his bag, which was very dazzling.
Before everyone could recover from the shock of the low price of eight hundred, they immediately took a deep breath.
Many people have never seen so much money in their lives.
Jia Zhang didn't expect that just when she was about to cut off Wang Tiedan's beard, someone else turned around and wanted to cut off her beard, and offered such a high price. This was simply looking for trouble.
She went up and started to push Fan Aiguo with her fat belly.
"Who are you? What bearing factory are you from? Do you know the first-come-first-served rule? Do you know what the relationship between me and Sha Zhu is? Get out of here."
Fan Aiguo was nominally a worker in a bearing factory, but his actual status was much higher.
Before he could make a move, the other person who followed him stood in front of him.
"Sister, please be mindful of your words and actions."
"What are you saying or doing? This is our courtyard's business. It has nothing to do with an outsider like you. Don't let me curse at you."
Jia Zhang started pushing and shoving, trying to drive the two men away so as not to delay her plan to make money.
It wouldn't matter if there was no pushing or shoving, the man in front grabbed me and then threw me over his shoulder.
“Ah~Bang!”
Before anyone could react, Jia Zhang drew a rainbow in the sky in front of everyone's gaze, then fell to the ground and bounced a bit.
Jia Zhang was also stunned and fell.
It had been a long, long time since anyone had hit her.
The last time seemed to be Wang Tiedan, I remember it clearly.
"Mom, are you okay? How could you hit someone?"
Without waiting for Jia Zhang to throw a tantrum, Qin Huairu rushed over to protect Jia Zhang in a questioning tone.