Chapter 116 The new house that is broken to the ground
After dinner, it’s time to come to the part that everyone is most concerned about – room allocation.
In order to avoid conflicts, the village chief summoned everyone in advance and gave a brief speech: "Let me start by saying that the allocation of houses cannot be completely fair like the allocation of food. I can only try my best to allow everyone in our village to have a place to live."
Old Man Shu waved his hand to him carelessly, "Hey, it's up to you to decide. Anyway, there's nothing to grab in that shabby thatched house, as long as it has a place to live."
Others had the same idea as him, the mansion was gone and everything that was left was make do.
That kind of dilapidated house will probably collapse after a few rains and will have to be rebuilt by then. There is no need to get angry and cause trouble over this.
The village chief saw that everyone was thinking openly and said directly: "The house in the west is the largest, with six rooms. I suggest giving it to the third child. He has a large family and the house is too small to live in.
There is a pretty big family next to the big poplar tree in front, so I gave it to the second child, who has a lot of family members..."
According to the principle of matching the size of the house with the number of people in each household, the village chief allocated eleven barely livable houses in Xingfu Village.
Everyone had no objections to this split, and after getting the final result, they took all their belongings to pack up their new home.
At the west end of the village, Yan Yan looked up at the door panel with a big hole in it outside her new home and sighed, "It's so broken."
Mrs. Shu touched her head and tried to smile, but she couldn't.
I have been struggling for most of my life, and it seems that I am coming to an end. This time, I have to start again.
As a family, you look at me and I look at you, with subtle expressions on their faces.
Finally, Old Man Shu broke the weird atmosphere: "Go in and have a look. I picked up the house for free. Don't take it for free."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and pushed towards the worn door panel.
Immediately afterwards, there was a "bang" at the door, and even the door frame was pushed down by him.
After a moment of silence, Old Man Shu pretended to be calm and coughed, "The door is broken. It's okay. Let Mingyi repair it later. Don't stand at the door. Come in."
Everyone followed him into the courtyard.
As soon as you enter the door, you can have a panoramic view of the layout of the entire house.
Opposite the courtyard gate is an open space. There are three rooms in front of the open space, one room on the east side of the open space, which can be judged from the collapsed chimney as a kitchen, and two more rooms on the west side of the open space.
The open space in the middle is quite large, but there is too much grass. Coupled with the shabby little dark room, the whole place is spooky, like a haunted house.
Yan Yan silently moved to her grandmother's legs, and couldn't help but complain again: "Grandma, this place is so shabby, can anyone still live there?"
This time, Mrs. Shu pretended to be calm, "Yes, of course it can! It's just a few grasses, just pull them out and that's it."
Old Man Shu nodded in agreement, and then walked through the weeds to the front of the main house.
There is a large copper lock hanging in front of the main house door. It is rusty and probably has been there for some time.
Old man Shu turned around and gestured to Shu Mingyi, "Find tools and unlock."
"I'm afraid this lock doesn't require tools. It took too long and it probably won't work." Shu Mingyi walked to the door and tried to twist it. Sure enough, the lock opened without any effort.
When I opened the door, a musty smell hit my face.
Old Man Shu sneezed several times in succession, and just as he was about to walk in, several big, fat rats lined up and climbed over his feet and exited the room.
One of them stopped halfway and barked "Zhi Zhi" at the old man a few times, showing an extremely arrogant attitude.
"Rat! There's a big rat!"
Qingfeng was most afraid of this thing, so she cried and threw herself into Yang's arms, refusing to go in even after saying anything.
"Aren't there just a few mice? What's there to be afraid of? Don't be afraid!" Old Man Shu shouted in a rough voice and stepped into the house.
Then his excited voice sounded from inside: "Hey, there are tables and benches in the house, not bad, you don't have to spend money to buy them."
Maybe he had no hope in his heart. A broken table and two broken benches made the old man grin from ear to ear. He quickly ran over to blow the dust on the stools, turned around and sat on them.
Unexpectedly, as soon as his butt touched the bench, there was a click and one leg of the bench was broken.
Old Shu was unprepared and sat down, falling backwards. When he fell, his arm hit the table next to him, causing the table to collapse.
A good table and bench instantly turned into a pile of waste wood.
Mrs. Shu's face turned dark visibly.
"It's okay, it's just tables and benches. I'll make new ones later, make new ones..." Shu Mingyi smiled awkwardly and helped his father out.
Mrs. Shu sighed and didn't respond.
The atmosphere in the room was a bit solemn.
"Stop being so stern and be happy. I think there are a lot of good things in this room."
Old Man Shu stretched his arms and legs, got up from the ground, and continued to liven up the atmosphere with a playful smile.
"There is an altar table here. Well, it's quite sturdy. There's a cabinet underneath. Let me see what's in the cabinet."
Old Man Shu bent down and opened the cupboard door. The next second he closed the cupboard door without changing his expression, and secretly kicked the fallen rat cub under the altar table.
"There's nothing there. Let's go check out the next room... Hey, there's a big bed in this room! It's great to have a bed. I slept on a straw mat for a month or two. I almost forgot how to sleep on the bed.
"
Old Shu, who had already stumbled, did not have a long memory. He walked to the bed and lay down on it.
How crisply he lay down, how crisply the bed board was broken.
None of the group of people saw how he lay down on it. When they realized that the man had fallen into the bed, they exposed his two hands and dug in the air.
I dug and dug for a long time, but no one showed up.
"Pfft, hahaha..."
I don’t know which filial son took the lead in laughing.
One laughs, and everyone else laughs too.
This made Old Man Shu anxious. He slapped the wooden board and yelled: "You are laughing, you are laughing, why don't you pull me up quickly!"
"Come on, come on." Shu Mingzhi patted his smiling face, strode to the bed, grabbed his arm, and lifted him out like a chicken.
It was okay if I didn't come out. Once I came out, the laughter in the room was even louder.
"Why are you laughing...ahem...what's so funny?" Old Man Shu asked angrily.
"Dad, do you know what you look like now?" Shu Mingzhi asked, holding back a smile.
"Like what?"
"Like a big cockroach that just crawled out of the garbage!"
"It's like a big smoking teapot." Yan Yan pointed to her nose and mouth with her fingers, and added: "Here and here, smoke comes out when you talk, it's fun, hahaha..."
"Stinky girl, you've learned to laugh at your grandfather!" Old Man Shu pretended to be angry and reached out to pinch her face, but Xiaotuanzi covered his face and dodged away.
"Don't touch your face. It's dirty. Wash it before touching it." Yan Yan hid behind her grandmother, showing her eyes, and said seriously: "And this house is also dirty. It cannot be inhabited. It needs to be cleaned."
Old Man Shu laughed, "Yes, we need to clean it up. You two, stop grinning like crazy, put down the things in your hands, and go clean up!"