"Son, did you really get allocated a house?"
On the way to the employee housing, Huang Yusheng explained the whole incident in detail.
Lin Guimei and her husband couldn't close their mouths the entire time.
House.
Such a simple yet weighty term.
Especially in this chaotic world today, a house is almost an unattainable luxury for ordinary people.
Huang Yusheng's memory of a house dates back to his childhood at the age of seven, while Lin Guimei's memories of a house also stopped twelve years ago, a nightmare for the family.
In fact.
After being gathered in Chixian City, Lin Guimei's family actually had a chance to acquire a new house.
A few months back, Chixian City announced a plan for affiliated villages.
As long as refugees willing to return to farming registered, Chixian City would provide them with a basic dormitory — at that time a group of farmer representatives even went to take a look.
But returning to the land meant giving up the iron rice bowl of factory work.
