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In the evening, Li Manjun passed by Uncle Qin and found out the contact information of the soy sauce factory in the next town. He immediately called and asked if he wanted to collect the bottles.

"What's the price?" the other person asked, not sounding very interested.

Li Manjun quoted: "Eight cents each." It was two cents cheaper than the wholesale price in the market.

The other party thought about it for a while, felt a little moved, and asked if they could deliver it. If they could deliver it, he would accept it.

Li Manjun was thinking quickly, "Then I have to include the shipping fee, which is thirty yuan."

The other party agreed immediately, "Okay, then when will you deliver it?"

"The day after tomorrow."

The other party was also happy and agreed, asking Li Manjun to deliver the bottle the day after tomorrow.

After getting the bottle, the three of them focused on the abandoned factory building tomorrow.

When Li Manjun returned home, Li Dawei also found out the money to be paid for welfare housing.

"It's said that it's going to be a big one, with a flat of more than 80 square meters, and a separate toilet and kitchen, but it costs a lot more, you have to pay 5,500."

A dual-income family may not be able to save 5,500 in two or three years. After hearing this, many old colleagues in the unit were thinking about how to collect money.

Welfare housing in work units has become a commonplace thing. This year we finally have hope, and no one wants to miss it.

Wang Xiaojuan felt very itchy when she heard that the big house had a bathroom and a kitchen.

But the reality is that the wallet is not enough.

I want to borrow money. Who can I borrow from?

Li Dawei asked tentatively: "How about you ask the child's aunt?"

Her brother-in-law and aunt both work in the county, and they have been sharing a house since the 1980s. After all these years, there is not much money at home, so maybe they can borrow some.

Li Dawei didn't want to miss such a good house. If he couldn't borrow the money, he would still be able to afford it with the money he had, but he had no money left and his life was tight.

Wang Xiaojuan was so pleased with what Li Dawei said that she picked up the phone and was about to call her sister. After thinking about it, she put it down again.

"I, I can't say this." Even though they are biological sisters, the sisters don't often contact each other after they get married, which is too embarrassing.

"Forget it, let's not fight for now. It's not confirmed yet. What if it's just like before and the pigeons are gone?"

Wang Xiaojuan stood up, went into the kitchen, put the prepared dishes on the table, and called Li Manjun: "Have you washed it? Come over and eat when it's done!"

"Here we come!" Li Manjun got dressed, came out of the shower room freshly, and walked into the kitchen to serve food.

Li Lijun and Li Jianjun did not come back to eat today. They brought the eight-treasure porridge that Li Manjun bought yesterday and said they would not go home to eat it in the afternoon.

Wang Xiaojuan had nothing to do with them, so she let him go, but she still left food for the two of them. Eight-treasure porridge alone was not enough. She would definitely be hungry after studying in the evening.

The three of them were eating at the dining table. Wang Xiaojuan suddenly looked at Li Manjun and sighed, "Tell me, if you don't install this water heater, our family can get a bigger house. Oh, what a waste."

Li Manjun swallowed the food in his mouth and felt that his mother was speechless. "You didn't have a good time yesterday without washing?"

Wang Xiaojuan was shocked by her words and became angry. She put down her chopsticks and got angry for no reason, "Why are you talking to your elders?"

Li Dawei hurriedly tried to persuade him, "Oh, we're eating. What are you talking about? Let's figure out how to deal with the house."

He winked at Li Manjun and said, "You too, please stop saying a few words."

Li Manjun put down the bowl and chopsticks, and Wang Xiaojuan glared at her, "Why, you still want to put down the chopsticks with me?"

"No." Li Manjun said helplessly, "I want to say that I can pay half of the welfare housing, but my name must be written on the real estate certificate in the future."

The couple was stunned for a moment, and Wang Xiaojuan asked, "Didn't you spend all your money?"

Immediately he realized that his daughter had become shrewd and knew how to hide private money. For a moment, she felt mixed, happy that the house was settled, but also a little awkward.

"Your brother will get a wife in the future and support me and your father. According to custom, this house is reserved for your brother. We are happy that you want to help him out. He also thinks of you well, but you have to stay here Don’t you think it’s strange that your name is written on the real estate deed?”

If Li Manjun hadn't put down the bowl and chopsticks, when she heard Wang Xiaojuan's words, the rice would have been sprayed on her face.

"Mom, do you see the slogan written outside? Men and women are the same, they are all descendants. Why are you still so old and feudal? This law explains that sons and daughters have to support their parents and have the same right to inherit inheritance."

Li Manjun looked at Li Dawei, "I don't think there's anything strange. I paid for the house. Isn't it normal that I have a share? Dad, what do you think?"

Li Dawei was not so pedantic, but it was the first time he felt Li Manjun's thoughts personally, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

He felt that his eldest daughter seemed to be a different person recently. What she said and did now was all for herself.

Of course, he thinks this is normal and everyone is selfish, but in the past, Manjun had never been so clear-cut with his younger siblings.

Li Manjun also realized that his attitude made his parents uncomfortable, so he softened his tone and said a little aggrievedly:

"I just think it's fair."

Wang Xiaojuan asked her: "Do you think I am partial to your brother and sister?"

Li Manjun wanted to ask: Isn’t it?

But when the words came to his lips, he changed to, "If you don't want to give me a share of the house, then forget it. I won't pay this money, I will keep it for myself as a dowry."

When she said this, Li Dawei woke up, looked at Wang Xiaojuan and said:

"I think what Manjun said makes sense. She originally had a share of the family's savings and the house. If the money is used to buy a house, she will share the majority of the houses divided between the three siblings in the future."

Wang Xiaojuan was so preoccupied with the idea of ​​shocking her daughter that she almost forgot that Li Manjun's share was in the deposit.

Now when I heard what Li Dawei said, I coughed twice uncomfortably. Looking at Li Manjun with her head lowered and looking aggrieved, I thought about how she goes out early and comes back late these days. She makes money and buys lipstick for herself and brings delicious food. , a water heater was added to the house, and my heart softened.

When it comes to filial piety, her family Manjun has nothing to say.

"Then you can still offer more than two thousand?" she asked tentatively.

Li Manjun nodded, "I've been cleaning up the abandoned factories in the past few days. I should be able to scrape together enough." She also didn't want her parents to think that it was easy for her to make money.

"Okay, when the house is completed, write down your father's name, my name, and yours, but now I have agreed with you in advance that neither you nor Lijun can separate this house. This is your brother's wife's book." ."

Wang Xiaojuan felt that Li Manjun was getting older and might get married soon, so she had to explain the situation clearly to her in advance.

Li Manjun had no objection, but when Li Lijun, who came back from school, found out, she immediately threw her schoolbag at Li Jianjun, angrily went into the house and slammed the door.

The loud bang made Wang Xiaojuan and Li Dawei's hearts tremble.

"Why is this girl so grand!" Wang Xiaojuan was shocked.

Li Jianjun was hit by his schoolbag and leaned against the outer wall of the kitchen, at a loss.