Chapter 141
First barbecueAt eleven o'clock, the cars arrived. There were two cars. The front one was Lao Jia's Santana, and the back one was a Yan brand. Lao Jia got out of the car, Xiaoyue called him Uncle Jia, and the seven people followed Xiaoyue's call. Lao Jia looked around, smiled like Maitreya Buddha, said hello several times in a row, and rubbed his hands as if he was a little nervous.
Xiaoyue knew why Lao Jia was nervous. Ever since he knew he was admitted to No. 1 Middle School, Lao Jia's attitude had obviously changed every time he came to their house. Even though she was a junior, she could feel his respect from the bottom of his heart.
I heard from my uncle that Lao Jia is a rough guy. Although he has a big business, he has never been to school. He has achieved his current success thanks to his vision and luck. When others were still working honestly in factories, Lao Jia resolutely went out to work on his own. He started as a truck driver, and within a few years he had built a whole fleet of trucks and made a lot of money.
Whenever he talked about this, my uncle sighed and said that he was late in realizing it. If he had known earlier, he would still be working in the factory and would have come out and made a fortune earlier.
Probably because he never went to school, Lao Jia attaches great importance to people with education and culture. My uncle said that although Lao Jia has no children, he doesn't care about his nephews and nieces at home. He pays for their tuition and gives them rewards if they do well in exams. He is very generous.
Xiaoyue didn't ask Lao Jia why he didn't have children. It seemed that Lao Jia liked children very much. If he didn't have any, he must be unable to have children. This was other people's privacy, and she shouldn't eavesdrop.
This also affected Lao Jia's attitude towards the gang of seven. He didn't let them move at all and directly asked him to bring two people to load the things into the car. Grandma and Aunt Zhang sat in his Santana, while Xiaoyue and the others rode their bikes over.
Watching the car drive away, Xiaoyue and the others also got on. But when they rode to the Heyan intersection, they couldn't help but stop and look back. The gate of the courtyard was locked. The people from the demolition office had just put up a seal. Looking from the intersection, they could still see honeysuckle climbing along the courtyard wall, but the flowers had been picked, leaving only green vines hanging outside the wall, swaying in the wind.
Unfortunately, it is too troublesome to move there. Besides, the yard on Fushun Street is rented. After moving there with great effort, do we have to move it back when we move back? What's more, we are moving back to a building, where can we plant honeysuckle? This is the only thing that grandma is not satisfied with the building. It is clean and convenient, but we can't grow vegetables and flowers, which makes the old lady lose a lot of fun.
Xiaoyue asked her uncle if she could have the first floor. She still remembers her uncle's surprised look at that time. It's no wonder that she was surprised. At that time, there was a widely circulated saying that the first floor was dirty, the second floor was messy, and the third and fourth floors were for high-ranking officials. The buildings at that time were not as high-rise as those in later generations. They were generally five or six stories high, or at most seven stories high. Because they did not have independent drainage, no one liked the first floor. As for why the second floor was said to be messy, Xiaoyue still didn't understand it. Anyway, everyone thought the third and fourth floors were good, and the first floor and the top floor were the worst.
That's why my uncle was wondering why I asked for the first floor. He also said that since no one wants the first floor and the top floor, you need to draw lots when you move back, which is fairer. But if you actively choose the first floor and the top floor, you don't need to draw lots. Moreover, the first floor comes with an extra courtyard, which shows how bad the first floor is.
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