? This reminds me of the family courtyard next to the school. Three floors and small floors, no elevator and no yard, the minimum is about 40 square meters, and the maximum is less than 100. /kloc-all the teachers who worked in our school before 0/997 had houses in these buildings. I worked in 1998 and my husband worked in 1999. We all missed the time for welfare housing distribution. I remember 10 years ago, when Bao Er first entered primary school, I stood on the playground and sighed at these dilapidated buildings. If only I had a suite here. It's not how good the room is here, but at least it's separated from the unit by a wall, which is convenient for taking children to school.
? In fact, there are teachers and children with houses in this yard, most of whom have gone to college and most of them have sold their houses. They once spent tens of thousands, and now they have sold nearly one million. How envious! Teachers who sell houses don't like the shabby, messy and mixed people in the yard and house, but all the people who buy houses are young people whose children are going to school. They must have a school district with high-quality primary schools in the yard, and now there is a very good middle school district. Although the result is shabby, it is hot again.
? This micro-novel, meaningful, is the helplessness of housing prices? Helpless for the school district? Or the helplessness of life?
? Fortunately, although I hope to change to a better house, I don't have these helplessness.
The micro novel "House"? Unknown author
? Unexpectedly, more than ten years later, Lao Huang and Lao Liu and I became neighbors again.
? The three of us, who used to work in the same unit, caught the last bus of welfare housing distribution and were assigned to the house at the same time. Same building, same unit, same floor. One ladder and three households. Lao Huang lives in the east, Lao Liu lives in the west and I live in the middle.
? At that time, when we were young, we often went shopping together, drank, talked about life and dreamed of making big money.
? Later, the company closed down and we each looked for a way out.
? Although we are still neighbors, the chances of meeting each other are getting less and less, and life is not easy. Everyone is struggling to make a living, and there is not much leisure for drinking and chatting.
? One day, Lao Huang suddenly knocked at the door and told me that he had sold the house.
? I asked him, why sell the house? He said that he resigned and planned to start his own business. But the start-up funds were not enough, so he was reasonable and had to sell the house. He said that the house was sold for 200,000 yuan, which was not much, but with a little savings before, it was barely enough.
? I said, the house is sold. Where do you live with your family of four? He just gave birth to his son, and his old mother in the country lives with them and helps him look after the children.
? Lao Huang said, it's okay. I have an appointment with my wife to live in the factory. He managed to get a piece of land and invested in a small processing factory.
? I shook my head and said sympathetically, then you will be sad in the future.
? Lao Huang said excitedly, nothing, starting a business, how can you be afraid of suffering? I told my wife that when I make a lot of money in the future, I must buy a big house and give her a good house to enjoy.
? Lao Huang moved away. On the day of moving, Lao Liu and I went to help. When we left, our three grandfathers' eyes were wet.
? After Lao Huang moved away, I received letters from him occasionally. Some said that his factory was dying, others said that he was lucky enough to receive a big order and his business began to flourish.
? Although we are in the same city, we are busy with each other and gradually forget it.
? After a few years, Lao Liu also moved away. The day before I moved, Lao Liu invited me to his house for a farewell drink. Lao Liu told me that he sold the house just enough for the down payment and bought a new house of 90 square meters in the new district.
? I wonder if it's the alcohol. Lao Liu blushed and told me excitedly that this old community was hopeless. Listen, how many rich people live in this hellhole?
? Brother, listen to me, just like brother, sell this old house and take out a loan to buy a new house. There is a house in our new district, so we will become neighbors again.
? I shook my head and said that my work income is not high. I'm afraid a loan like yours can't even pay off the mortgage. Forget it, I'd better keep this old house and live in peace.
? Lao Liu patted me on the shoulder and said, be brave, brother, or you will die in this old house.
? Look at the house I bought in the new district. It's almost a price a day. It was 6000 yuan a square meter when I bought it. It's only been over a month, almost 7000. It will definitely go up in the future. If you don't start, it's really late.
? Lao Liu didn't convince me in the end. I think a house is enough.
? Both Lao Huang and Lao Liu have moved away.
? The new landlord lived in their two houses for several years, and then changed houses and moved away. Since then, my neighbor has been like a merry-go-round. Only my family has been living here.
? Once, I met the leader of my former unit in the street and learned from him that Lao Huang's business was doing well and made a lot of money. And Liu, two years ago, sold the house in the new district and replaced it with a bigger and more beautiful house in the new town.
? The unit leaders lamented that they were getting better and better. I heard that you still live in the old house assigned by your former unit? I gave a wry smile.
? Life is so neither salty nor light.
? Suddenly one day, someone knocked at the door. It was Lao Liu. Liu said excitedly, we are neighbors again!
? I have a blank face. Lao Liu pointed to the east of my house and said, I sold the big house in Xincheng, sold it for 3 million, and just bought the house of Lao Huang.
? I looked at him in surprise. Are you crazy to spend 3 million on this stupid house?
? Lao Liu said flatly, no way, my son is going to junior high school soon. This is the best school district in this city. Although the house is dilapidated, the school district is good, so the price is particularly expensive.
? Lao Liu said that I have been tossing about the house for so many years, from a house with less than 200,000 at the beginning to a house with 3 million now. I didn't expect to come back here to be your neighbor in the end.
? In this way, Lao Liu became my neighbor again, but she used to live in the west of my house, and now she lives in the east.
? Another day, firecrackers exploded outside the door. As soon as I opened the door, someone moved. The man in front looks familiar, Lao Huang! I asked Lao Huang, how do you, how do you help people move?
? Lao Huang looked surprised when he saw me. Why do you still live here?
? At this time, Liu Ye opened the door to watch the fun. After chatting for a while, I realized that Lao Huang didn't help others move, but moved himself.
? He said that his daughter is going to junior high school, and this old house school district is the best. It happened that Liu's house was for sale, so he sold the processing factory and the house he lives in now, just enough to buy this old house.
? Liu, Huang and I, we are neighbors again!
? Life is a cycle. You're like walking on a white paint line on the runway. Obviously it is a straight and firm step, but it always turns around and finally returns to the original point.