Jia Dongxu Looking Forward to the Blind Date!
It was not easy for Yang An to shake off the enthusiastic crowd.
Soldier, driver, no matter which identity, they were both admirable and enviable.
However, Yang An still had a mission.
That was to return to the courtyard house and report to the convoy again.
Even though he was a transmigrator, he did not care much about many rules.
But now, Yang An still had to report as soon as possible.
Work was the most important thing.
Since he had already transmigrated to this place, he would take it as it was.
Now that the house was settled, the work had to be done as soon as possible.
In this era, there were only two kinds of jobs. One was to be an employee of a state-owned enterprise, and the other was to farm.
Even the public-private partnership had not started yet.
Therefore, work was still very important.
In Yang An's opinion, even if the System had awakened, he still had to get a job. Otherwise, he would be looked down upon by others.
The 'blind drifters' of society.
He quickly walked into the familiar courtyard house in his mind.
This familiarity came from the memories that the original owner of his body had given him.
There were also memories of this movie before he transmigrated.
1952!
At this time, many people should not have a courtyard house.
For example, God Thief.
But for some reason, he felt a sense of belonging after returning here.
"Yang An! You have successfully completed the combat mission. Now that you have received orders from your superiors, the country needs you even more!”
"Yang An, welcome to our 49 City. We are in need of a professional driver like you. Do you have a house in the Siheyuan? That's great, but that's your own property. The organization will also give you a small house.”
Two houses at the start of the game!
In this era, it was very powerful.
Thinking of this, Yang An walked into the courtyard house.
It was noisy inside. It seemed like a woman's voice was saying something loudly.
"Everyone, my son, Jia Dongxu, is about to get married. Think about it, how can an old woman like me live in the same room as him?”
This voice belonged to Jia Zhangshi!
Yang An did not recognize the middle-aged woman in front of him.
Because to him, Jia Zhang-shi was still young.
After all, there was a difference of nearly ten years from the time in the movie.
The Jia Zhang-shi had already 'bribed' Grandpa One.
The main person in charge now was First Uncle.
Furthermore, there were two empty rooms in the courtyard.
One was the main house in the backyard, and the other was a side house.
"Auntie Zhang, this is not something that Grandpa One can decide. Moreover, the main wife is already taken!"
"Yeah, this house belongs to the Yang family. Yang An is also a member of our courtyard. Although he joined the army early and hasn't returned for a long time, he might have sacrificed himself. No matter what, we have to keep it first and let the factory decide!”
After hearing this name, Jia Zhangshi felt somewhat disdainful.
He might have died long ago!
In this era, people joined the army early, and there were many sixteen-year-olds.
Yang An had left the courtyard house very early after his parents passed away.
This house was the ancestral property of the Yang family at that time, but it was only the main house in the backyard.
As for the houses that the Jia and Zhang families owned, they did not have any housing capital and could only be considered collective property rights.
However, although Yang An had a house, his parents died early and he did not have the ability to survive. He joined the army directly.
He had not returned for so many years and there was no news at all. He was probably sacrificed.
Even Grandpa One thought so.
"Ahem, without the orders from above, Yang An's house cannot be touched.”
Second Uncle Liu Haizhong had been watching coldly just now.
He held a teacup with a red star on it and said slowly.
The eldest child in the Jia family was nineteen years old this year. Of course, he could not remember Yang An clearly. Otherwise, Yang An would be the eldest in the next generation.
" That's right. I was pushed by the streets to deal with trivial matters. I can't handle such a big matter like splitting houses well-"
Yi Zhonghai nodded.
"Yang An's house is definitely not going to be built. Isn't there still an empty house? I know that we'll have to move out sooner or later, but let us live in it for the time being. We'll give it up after someone gets the house."
Jia Zhangshi hurriedly smiled.
Even though Yi Zhonghai did not have the authority to do so, even the leaders of the rolling mill could not do so because it was temporarily under the jurisdiction of the street.
However, Yi Zhonghai had the right to make suggestions.
Once he reported the situation to the streets, it was basically done.
One day at a time.
Even if there were new residents, it would be fine.
It would be best if her daughter-in-law was pregnant by then and moved into Yang An's house.
In any case, this short-lived ghost was probably already dead on the battlefield.
Strike first!
At that time, if he was tricked by Yan Bugui, he wouldn't stand a chance!
"That's right, Master Yi. If today's matter succeeds, I'll need your help!”
Jia Dongxu said hurriedly.
Yi Zhonghai sighed in his heart.
Logically speaking, how could one ask for help in front of everyone?
He was the First Master of the courtyard and had just taken office.
If he rejected her right away, he would leave a bad impression on her.
"Alright, if there are no new people, I can help ask. But don't even think about Yang An's house."
"Aiyo, you're really our First Master! Then I'll thank you!"
Jia Dongxu hurriedly held Grandpa One's hand and thanked him profusely.
He had a wife and his own house…
Thinking of Qin Huairu's alluring body, Jia Dongxu's heart burned with passion.
He had seen blind dates before!
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