Song Danhua said: "I have been to the county compound many times, and the house is really not as good as ours!"

"Ah? That's true! Will we not be able to live in such a nice house for a long time?"

"You! Stop thinking about these useless things. No one can take away the house assigned to you.

Our county has developed rapidly in the past two years, and good units will soon build many houses that are no worse than our dormitories!"

"Yeah! I think so. Now that the county is rich, how can the leaders not live in good houses?"

"After we move, we must invite our old colleagues from the factory to my house for a drink and let them take a good look at my house." Wang Xiang, who had been thinking for a long time, suddenly said.

Although he is an honest person, it does not mean that he has no temper. If the factory allocated houses based on seniority, it would have been his turn long ago. However, the factory not only ranked based on seniority, but also made the competition miserable.

Therefore, some colleagues pretended to be much worse than Wang Xiang, who did not bother to pretend to be poor. The final result was of course a crying child with milk to feed.

In fact, the dormitory in the diesel engine factory basically provides one room, but this kind of house with red bricks and foreign tiles is larger, nearly 30 square meters.

Under normal circumstances, employees who get a house will build a single wall of about two meters in the middle to divide it into two rooms, and build a small kitchen of three or four square meters outside the house.

The units of the "Ziqiang Service Company" are equivalent to the commercial housing design of later generations. Of course, they are much better than those simple dormitories, which are enough to make the old colleagues of the diesel engine factory salivate with envy.

Song Danhua knew that her husband had been criticized for being useless, so this response was probably because he wanted to vent his anger, and he was happy and said:

"Haha, you'd better keep a low profile and don't make others angry."

"Haha, those guys are so thick-skinned. Some of them are so shameless that they can't get angry at all!"

"Yesterday I felt sorry for the coldness of my broken coat, but now I feel sorry for the purple python." It is true.

These days, almost everyone who is planning to buy a house is struggling. Even Qu Jin doesn’t know which floor is suitable.

Because there is a flower bed on the ground floor where you can plant some flowers and grass, someone has already taken a fancy to it. It will be very interesting to plant some onions and garlic.

There is a low attic on the top floor, and at least ten square meters can be put to use. The second floor is not damp, so there is no need to worry about roof leaks and sun exposure.

Finally, Qu Jin decided to take the third floor. He was confident in the house he built. He didn't have to worry about water leaks. The attic on the third floor could store a lot of debris!

He Aifeng chose the first floor because she is still single and has to live with her parents, grandparents, and sister. The old house at home is left to her brother and his family of four.

Her grandparents are over 70 years old and climbing stairs is a burden.

Song Danhua also chose the third floor because she is smart.

Manager Qu, who is in charge of building the house, has chosen to take the top floor. What should he be afraid of?

An extra loft is equivalent to an extra room, and the three-bedroom apartment has become a four-bedroom apartment. Each of the three sons can have their own room!

The twenty-four three-bedroom apartments of the "Ziqiang Service Company" were allocated within three days. The deposit of 12,000 yuan and the decoration fee were all collected, and no one made any noise.

For cadres who have new houses, the quality of life of employees has improved dramatically. It is necessary to work harder...

Time flies and the first semester of fifth grade is coming to an end in the blink of an eye.

Huang Han, who had just finished his final exam and returned home, complained that he had a headache, ran to his room and got into bed.

Huang Xin has not finished school yet, Zhang Fangfen and Huang Daozhou are at work and have not returned home. Only Xiaoqiu who came back with Huang Han is at home.

The omnipotent brother suddenly complained that he had a headache and looked in pain. The little girl was frightened and she immediately called Zhang Fangfen crying.

A quarter of an hour later, both Zhang Fangfen and Huang Daozhou rushed back. In the cold winter, they were so anxious that their heads were steaming.

"Huang Han, what's wrong? Are you sick?"

"I have a terrible headache!"

Huang Daozhou touched Huang Han's forehead and said, "No fever! It's probably not a cold."

Seeing her son's brows furrowed and showing an expression of suppressing pain, Zhang Fangfen said: "Why are you standing there in a daze? Why don't you hurry up!"

"what!"

"Take Huang Han to the hospital!"

"Mom, I don't want to go to the People's Hospital of our county!"

"If you are sick, you have to go to the hospital! Be good and obedient. If you don't go to the People's Hospital, we will go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital. We will both go with you!"

Xiaoqian said: "Brother, don't be afraid, there is still me, I will go with you too!"

Huang Daozhou thought that his son was afraid of injections again, so he consoled him: "Let's go and let the doctor take a look. Maybe we don't need injections and just prescribe some medicine."

Huang Han, who was pretending to be sick, almost couldn't help but laugh out loud because he was particularly afraid of injections when he was a child. Once when the neighborhood committee organized vaccinations, Huang Han ran away.

Zhang Fangfen, Huang Daozhou, Huang Daowu, and many neighbors chased and intercepted him. Finally, four people carried the crying Huang Han, and then the nurse at the epidemic prevention station completed the vaccination.

Huang Han said: "Dad, I'm not afraid of injections, but I know that headaches are not something that ordinary doctors can understand. What if a quack doctor treats me randomly and damages my brain?"

The son's smart head is the pride of the family, and Zhang Fangfen and Huang Daozhou suddenly became even more nervous.

"Then what should we do!"

"Mom and Dad, I want to go to the big hospital in Shanghai to see a doctor. It is the best hospital in our country and the doctors are all very capable!"

Huang Daozhou said anxiously: "How can that happen? Water far away cannot quench the thirst of the people nearby! Let's go to the People's Hospital first and then talk about it."

"Yes! You are in such pain now, how can you bear the bumpy journey! Let's go to the People's Hospital first and take a look!" Zhang Fangfen advised.

"Dad, Mom, I actually often have headaches, but this time they are more severe. I should be fine after a while.

Intermittent headache is the most complicated condition. Our county hospital does not have rich experience and will definitely not be famous. I want to go to the best hospital in Shanghai immediately."

Huang Daozhou nodded and said: "Yes! What you said makes sense. Doctors in our county only see a few patients a day. How many do others see in a day?

He must be a doctor from a big hospital with rich experience. If you go to Shanghai, go immediately. Can you afford to take the bus?"

"I should be able to hold on! But I'm a little worried!"

"What are you worried about?"

"I'm worried that if I find out something, you will panic!"

"Ugh..." Zhang Fangfen couldn't bear it anymore and cried out.

"Wow..." The little girl was already crying.

Huang Daozhou also felt sad and shed tears.

Ouch! You can't make your loved ones too sad, as it would be too harmful to the body. Huang Han quickly comforted him: "Don't worry, it might just be neuralgia, it's not a big deal at all."

Huang Daozhou was in a state of confusion at this time. There were too many stories about the premature deaths of prodigies in his mind, such as Cao Chong, who was called the Elephant...

He choked and said: "I will contact Feng Xinhua to load the goods now, and we will leave after dinner."

"Mom, I'm worried that if something happens to me, my father will lose control and want my steady uncle to accompany me."

Zhang Fangfen wiped away her tears and said, "I'm going too, I want to accompany you!"

"No, please don't. My sister hasn't started her final exams yet. What should she and the little girl do? Ziqiang Service Company has so many things to do! Just call your uncle and ask him to accompany us!"

"I don't, I want to go! I'm not worried, wuwu..."

"Mom, be obedient and don't make me anxious. My head hurts even more when I am anxious."
Chapter completed!