"Dang, dang, dang," Yang Decheng climbed up to the seventh floor and knocked on the door breathlessly.
There was a "crash" from inside, and something fell to the ground. Then there was no sound again. Yang Decheng leaned against the door and listened carefully, then continued to knock on the door.
After a long time, a timid girl's voice came from inside: "No one is home."
Yang Decheng carefully looked at the list in his hand, checked the house number, and raised his voice: "Comrade Jin Doudou, don't be afraid, come out. I'm not a bad person. I'm sent by the community to handle the 'minimum living allowance' for your family."
Some necessary procedures.”
There was no movement in the room, so Yang Decheng had to use all his strength to continue knocking on the door, and finally almost broke the door.
There is really no way. The relief funds allocated by the fiscal year for the subsistence allowance households have already been received. However, to receive the subsistence allowances, you need to collect the subsistence allowances, ID cards, and passbooks with only a few cents in the balance from the subsistence allowance recipients in order to go to them.
Go through the approval procedures and disbursement of funds. Most of the families that meet the subsistence allowance conditions have been paid out. The remaining ones who are unwilling to cooperate have some problems of one kind or another. For example, the girl who lives in this family has a very serious self-esteem disorder.
Autistic patients.
I don’t know how long I kept knocking, but finally another voice came from inside: “Who are you?”
Yang Decheng swallowed his saliva and raised his voice: "I am sent by the community. Please hand over your ID card, low-guaranteed and low-saving coupons so that I can handle the procedures and pay you. Otherwise, the money will not be paid."
It’s in your hands.”
"The money... why don't you give it to me?"
"Think about it, without your documents, when we go to the finance department and say who should receive the subsistence allowance, who should receive it? Who will believe it if you have red lips and white teeth, right? So, everything must have a charter, you
Don’t worry, I’ll take the ID and leave, and I’ll bring you the money next time I come back. Hey, if you’re worried, can you find the ID and hand it to me through the crack in the door?”
"I...I have never seen you. I don't know who you are, so I can't give you anything."
Yang Decheng endured his anger and said impatiently: "Yes, then just open the door and see if I can do it? I asked you to open the door and you refused, do you think I can still lie to you? The only way to lie is to lie to you.
Money, has anyone taken the initiative to give you money at your door? I am really a community worker, and our community..."
Yang Decheng talked nonstop for a while, and there was silence for a moment. Then Jin Doudou asked timidly: "Are you really from the community?"
“I’m really a community person.”
"What do you want from me?"
"I..." Yang Decheng was absent-minded for a moment, and then he remembered his purpose: "Oh, I'm here to get your ID card, low guarantee, and low savings discount, so that I can handle the payment of the minimum guarantee for you. Please
Please cooperate, most people have already issued the certificates, and you are the only ones left who still can’t collect all the certificates. This procedure can’t be done, how can we distribute the money?”
"Most people have already sent it?, so why not send it to me?"
"Because..." Yang Decheng vaguely remembered that he had already said it, but now he was dizzy and couldn't remember it, so he repeated it again.
After a long time, the girl in the room said categorically: "I...I have never seen you, I don't know who you are, and I can't give you anything."
"..."
After struggling for a long time, Yang Decheng returned without success and continued to climb the next building in frustration.
This family's surname is Wu, and there live two bachelors, the elder brother is Wu You, and the younger brother is Wu Lu. The older brother is a tricycle rider, and the younger brother needs to receive subsistence allowances. I heard that he has some mental problems...
Yang Decheng finally knocked on the door. His brother opened the door shirtless with a low-quality cigarette in his mouth. When he heard that it was about the subsistence allowance, he quickly rummaged through the box and took out the subsistence allowance and the bankbook, and then said with a smile on his face: "Comrade, your identity
The certificate was cut by my brother, but it really doesn’t exist. Can you see if it’s possible to do just these two things?”
"How can I do that? Your ID card is the only valid legal document when transferring money. If you lose your ID, you have to apply for a new one. Or you can get a temporary one first."
"But... look at my brother's situation. He refuses to go. There is nothing we can do."
"Where is the other person? I'll tell him."
"Well, it's in this room."
The door that had been closed was opened by Wu You. Wu You rubbed his hands and said: "Oh, it's you who are in trouble today, Comrade Yang. The last person who came back was a little girl from the community. I said I can't open the door. She has to."
He asked me to open the door, but he ran away screaming in fear and even sprained his feet..."
The door opened, and I saw a man sitting on the window sill. The breeze came, and his long hair flew with the curtains, very elegant. He had a long beard, and a pair of deep eyes under his thick eyebrows stared out of the window, never
Looking back, the legs are bent, the elbows are resting on the legs, and the chin is supported by the hand. It has the charm of Rodin's sculpture "The Thinker".
He is naked...
"Wu Lu, the community comrades want you to take a photo and apply for a temporary ID card."
"Thinker" slowly turned his head, glanced at Yang Decheng lightly, and said calmly: "I won't go!"
Yang Decheng began another round of persuasion and education work, but the "sculpture" that had fallen into deep thought looked at a poplar tree outside the window, sometimes frowning, sometimes smiling, as peaceful as a Buddha, but never looked back at him.
"Comrade Yang, look..." my brother asked worriedly.
"Let's do this..." At his wits' end, Yang Decheng took out a point-and-shoot camera from his black leather bag: "You think of a way to lure him down, otherwise I'm afraid it's backlit now and I'm afraid the photo won't be clear, so lure him down and I'll take a picture of him.
Then the community will issue a certificate and apply for a temporary ID card for him."
"Crack!" The flash light came on, and the image of the "Thinker" naked and arrogant was captured in the camera. Then Yang Decheng ran away. The moment the door closed, a slipper flew out from inside and "swooshed" from above his head.
It flew over with a loud sound.
Yang Decheng wiped his sweat and said to himself happily: "Oh my God, I have collected all the documents for this household. Huh? Where is the minimum guarantee and the bankbook? Damn it, I forgot to take it..."
"Boom, boom, boom", the furious Yang Decheng knocked on the door again...
He was helpless about this job, but what else could he do? After graduating from a third-rate university, he only found this kind of job. In the dead of night, he who liked to sleep naked often sat on the bed and stared at
I looked at my little penis and meditated on the spirit it contained: it can be long or short, thick or thin, stretched or bent, soft or hard. If you learn it, the setbacks in front of you are just a bird? Then you feel at ease in your heart.
.Besides, he grew up in an orphanage. Now doing this job should be regarded as giving back to society.
Consoling himself like this, Yang Decheng with one black eye appeared at the door of Old Xu's house again. Old Xu's name was Xu Haisheng. It was said that he was very coquettish for a while. He was once a man of the hour on the street of cultural relics and antiques. Later, he was
He defrauded a large sum of money by using counterfeit goods, and he suffered a mental breakdown and became a psychotic patient with intermittent attacks.
As soon as he knocked on the door, it opened easily. A thin old man appeared at the door, looking at Yang Decheng warily with a very paranoid look. Standing outside the door was a young man of medium height and fair skin.
He was also carrying a black leather bag and wearing black-rimmed glasses.
Old Man Xu said coldly: "I just paid my electricity bill, I don't owe it!"
"Wait, wait," Yang Decheng pushed the door open with a smile on his face and said with a dry laugh: "Haha, I'm not collecting electricity bills, I'm... a comrade from the community, and I'm here to apply for subsistence allowances and distribute relief funds for you.
Old Xu Tou's home has almost nowhere to go. Everywhere is filled with all kinds of antique cultural relics from the ancient Qin Dynasty to the late Qing Dynasty and the Republic of China. Just looking at Old Xu Tou's shabby appearance, it is estimated that the ones left behind are all fakes. Relief funds are needed.
, Old Xutou was very welcoming, but when Yang Decheng asked him for his ID card, a low guarantee, and a bankbook with only one penny left on it, Old Wutou immediately seemed to have seen a charlatan with a heinous crime, and was very annoyed.
I want to blast him out.
"I said, I said Old Xutou, if you don't give me your ID, how can I go through the formalities for you? Well, you still push me, I'm from the community, don't you recognize me?"
Old Xutou sneered: "Is the community great? The person who defrauded me of money said he was from the State Council."
"You..." Yang Decheng shouted sternly: "I tell you, Old Xutou, you have to pay today, or you have to pay if you don't. If you pay, I will send you the subsistence allowance. If you don't hand over the certificate, you will get nothing."
I can’t get any money, do you understand? I won’t give you a penny!”
"What?" Old Xu's head shook and his eyes turned red: "You extorted my money, you defrauded me of my money, you are a liar who kills a thousand people! I deserve what I deserve, why don't you give it to me?"
"No, Old Xu is going crazy." Yang Decheng came to his senses, turned around and ran away, but when he heard that he wanted money, Old Sun had already grabbed a clean bottle from an unknown dynasty and pounced on him like a mad tiger.
, hit Yang Decheng hard on the back of the head...
"Bang!" The bottle shattered and Yang Decheng fell to the ground.
When the community director heard the news and led people to rush over, controlled Old Xu's head, and picked up Yang Decheng, whose head was broken and bleeding, Yang Decheng, who was dying, moved his pale lips and murmured something, and Director Niu quickly leaned down
Listening carefully, Yang Decheng shuddered, cheered up, and tried to speak clearly: "Niu... Director Niu..."
"You say it, you say it, Comrade Decheng, I'm listening."
"Niu... Director Niu..., he... he hit me like this, I need to... I need to hold him accountable..."
"This..." Director Niu said with a troubled face: "Comrade Decheng, he... he is crazy. He will not pay for his life even if he kills people. This matter is more difficult to handle..."
"I...I haven't dealt with it yet. I'm so frustrated..."
Yang Decheng let out a long sigh, and a trace of the ghost of grievance curled up.
At the solemn memorial meeting, Director Niu told the office staff, community members, and city newspaper reporters with tears in his eyes: "Comrade Yang Decheng was an orphan. The party and the people raised him. After he joined the work,
Comrade Decheng was friendly and kind, worked hard, endured hardship before enjoying, worked conscientiously, and never complained. He was recognized as an outstanding employee in my office. He... before his death, he never forgot to tell me that I must pay out the "minimum living allowance"
Carry on calmly and orderly to achieve the satisfaction of the masses, the government and society. This is a good comrade who is strict with himself and tolerant to others. His great character is worth studying seriously by each of us. Comrade Yang Decheng's life is glorious
