My 1979

Fu Bing blinked his eyes and said in disbelief, "You asked me to go on a blind date and fool around. Now I want nothing, why should I get married and be slapped in the face? Tell your mother to stop thinking about it immediately.

Besides, what age are we in now? Blind dates are still old-fashioned.

It's you, you're not young anymore, it's time to find a partner. "

Fu Yao said, "My family owns the house, and my mother has a house in her name. Let's go pick one out this afternoon, right?"

Fu Bing knew that his sister had a house in his name, so he was not surprised when Fu Yao said this, but he didn't know how many houses there were specifically. He asked with a smile, "Is that what your mother said?"

Fu Yao nodded, "Mom said the house was given to grandma. She is old and cannot climb the stairs."

Fu Bing said, "Let's talk about it later."

In the past, he was willing to take advantage of his sister, mostly because he was young and ignorant. Now he is not willing to take advantage of his sister, because he is slowly starting to lose face.

Fu Yao said, "Grandma almost fell while climbing the stairs yesterday."

Fu Bing's frown deepened. From an emotional point of view, how could he not want his mother and father to live a good life?

However, this is my sister supporting him in disguise!

"The elevator room is even more troublesome. If there's a power outage, you can't climb the stairs."

Fu Yao smiled and said, "Mom said there is a villa area. There are two units connected together. We can choose one."

Fu Bing pointed at his face and said, "Do you think I look like someone who can afford to live in a villa?"

In the days after he came out, apart from eating, drinking and sleeping, most of the rest of the time was spent walking around the streets and alleys, but most of them were ordinary residences and business districts. As for the villa area, he couldn't enter it at all.

The security guard also gave him some free knowledge. Let’s not mention the housing price. The property fee alone costs more than ten or two hundred thousand a year. In fact, it is not something ordinary people can afford.

Fu Yao smiled and said, "There will be a way."

Fu Bing said, "Should your mother give it to you? You can pull it off."

Fu Yao said, "Then let's go see the elevator room."

He followed my mother's strategy faithfully.

Before his uncle could react, he took his arm and left the community. A bus happened to stop at the stop next to it. He jumped on the bus in twos and twos. After putting in the coins, he sat down one behind the other.

After the car traveled two stops, Fu Bing couldn't help but pat Fu Yao on the shoulder, "Do you know where to go? Run up quickly, don't take a detour."

The bus stopped, and an old lady with a hunched back carrying a cloth bag got on the bus. Fu Yao immediately made way for the old lady to sit. The old lady smiled and said thank you.

Fu Yao nodded with a smile, then stood next to Fu Bing, holding on to the railing and said, "Grandma said that we will be there in five stops on 928. There are two sets of repaired houses there."

Fu Bing asked doubtfully, "Has your grandma gone to see it?"

Fu Yao said, "I went the day before yesterday."

The bus stop arrived soon, and the two got off the bus. Fu Yao first found the location of the community, entered it and said, "It's Building 25."

The community is very neat, but the house numbers are not so orderly. The two of them went around for a long time, but couldn't find a good building. Finally, they found an old man shoveling snow at the door.

The old man gave them both directions in detail.

Only then did the two find their position.

After pressing the elevator button to go up to the fifth floor, Fu Yao took out a long string of keys from his pocket, tried them one by one, and finally opened the door with the third one.

The house was brand new, with shiny wooden floors, white walls, and neat and orderly furniture. It didn't look like it had been lived in. After Fu Bing walked around inside and out, he climbed up the wooden ladder to the attic. .

"How big is it?"

Fu Yao said, "About 120 square meters."

Fu Bing asked, "It's not just the attic, right?"

Fu Yao shook his head and said, "Probably not counted."

He went into the back room, took out the birth certificate from a drawer, and said with a smile, "Sure enough, I didn't count it. The area marked on it is 124 square meters."

Fu Bing said, "Put such an important thing here?"

Fu Yao scratched his head and said, "Mom always kept it here."

Fu Bing suddenly lost his temper and sighed, "I can't control it anyway."

Fu Yao said, "There is also a suite upstairs, why don't you take a look at it too?"

Fu Bing waved his hand and said, "No more, whatever your grandma likes will be the one."

I had just lit a cigarette and hadn't taken a puff yet, but I felt a little regretful. I was afraid that the new house would smell bad, so I simply opened the door and stood at the door to smoke.

Fu Yao said, "Okay."

After Fu Bing took two puffs of cigarette, he couldn't help but ask, "Why did your mother lose her temper this morning? Did you provoke her?"

Fu Yao said, "I didn't. It seems to be because of company matters."

Fu Bing said, "Your mother's business is so big now. Is there anything she can't handle that makes her so popular?"

Fu Yao said, "The newly appointed China director did not strictly implement the resolution of the board of directors last year, and my mother was very angry."

Fu Bing said, "I understand, it's like your mother issued a red-headed document, and then it became a blank-headed document. It needs to be trimmed."

"Red-headed document?" Fu Yao was unfamiliar with these terms.

Fu Bing said, "I can't explain it to you clearly. Why don't you stay in China after graduation? We are Chinese and cannot understand everything. Just remember one thing. If anyone opposes you, let him go and be perfunctory." If you are yours, let him eat ashes; if you support yours, make him rich."

What his uncle said was rough, but Fu Yao understood it and said with a smile, "I think it's better to be institutionalized and operate according to the process."

Fu Bing smiled and said, "Silly boy, everything has to be done by someone else. People are unreliable and everything is just a formality."

On the twenty-eighth year of the year, the Fu family moved two days in a row and lived in a spacious house. The old lady of the Fu family said with emotion, "I finally dare to put my things away."

In the past ten years, they have moved three times. Either the rent has increased and they cannot afford it, or the landlord is taking advantage of the high housing prices to sell the house, so they have to move even if they don't want to move.

Moreover, every time they move, it feels like they have lost half their lives. Not only is it tiring, but they also have to make choices. They really don’t dare to buy large pieces of furniture or electrical appliances because moving is too troublesome.

In normal days, I always make do with what I can.

Renting an apartment is too insecure.

On New Year's Eve, Fu Bing bought ink and red paper and came back. After cutting the red paper, he asked Fu Yao, "Can you write?"

Fu Yao shook his head in shame, "I don't know how to use a brush."

Fu Bing said, "Then you really have a lot to learn."

He did it himself and asked Fu Yao to press the red paper for him. Dragons and snakes danced in Fu Yao's admiring eyes.

After finishing writing, the two of them used tape to neatly paste it on the doors and windows.

The Spring Festival Gala begins, and Fu’s family prepares dinner.

No matter how heavy the snow is outside or how cold the weather is, the whole family is having fun.

"People across the country are holding up steaming dumplings." The host's high-pitched voice came from the TV.

Li Yi brought the dishes into the main room and muttered, "Our family doesn't eat dumplings during the Spring Festival."