The golden age began in 1977

Chapter 128 Everything is ready, only the final push is needed.
After briefly teaching the students how to meditate, Qian Jin handed over the teaching time to the three teachers.

He also has a job.

The surrounding residential areas all have electricity, but the area where the study room is located has no power, so he guessed that it was not a problem with the wiring or the power switch.

So Qian Jin went to find an electrician.

At this hour, the iron door to the power supply station's duty room was already closed, and icicles were hanging from the eaves.

Qian Jin threw his old bicycle into the snowdrift and went to the gatehouse to call for help.

Through the frosted glass, he saw an old man curled up on a bench, snoring. His pillow was a green-painted toolbox, and a porcelain jar next to him was still emitting lingering steam.

"Master! Master!" Qian Jin's palms ached from pounding on the window. "The power hasn't come back on at the Taishan Road study room since the power went out!"

Judging from the green-painted toolbox, the person in the duty room isn't an old gatekeeper, but rather an experienced electrician.

The old electrician didn't hear, so he turned over and revealed his patched-up cotton overalls on his back.

Qian Jin shouted, "There are seven hundred young people in the Taishan Road study room who will be taking the college entrance examination the day after tomorrow. They are anxious to study and say that if the power is not restored soon, they will smash the power supply station!"

The old electrician was at a loss.

He knew about the situation at the Taishan Road Study Room and also knew that young people under pressure could do anything.

So he reluctantly got up and muttered, "It's that lousy line of yours again."

He took out his pocket watch, looked at it closely under the lamp, and said, "Repairing the circuit at this hour counts as overtime; I need to submit a report to the institute."

"Six or seven hundred people are waiting to review!" Qian Jin pulled out an oil paper package from his pocket, the aroma of red sausage mingling with his body heat. "Could you please go and help them out, Master? Wouldn't it be wonderful to come back and have a little wine?"

The old electrician's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said, "Alright, put it away. Why would I want anything from you?"

"My own little daughter is also attending night school now. These young people who want to go to college, it's pitiful!"

After inserting the test pen into his belt, he added, "Tripping or short circuits are easy to handle. But let me make this clear: if the transformer burns out at this hour, there's nothing we can do."

Qian Jin placed the red sausage on his desk through the window and also slipped a small bottle of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor) inside.

The old electrician pursed his lips, covered them with a newspaper, and hurried off to Taishan Road.

He climbed the creaking wooden ladder to inspect the electrical boxes, checking several in a row before finally reaching the study room and letting out a sigh of relief: "You have an electric stove connected in there?"

"The copper plates of the main switch here have been burned with blue spots. Look at this fuse, it's twisted and looks like a dead earthworm."

Qian Jin asked excitedly, "Can it be repaired?"

The old electrician said, "You're lucky, this old transformer is fine."

He pulled an old guillotine from his toolbox; it was rusty and the paint on it that read "Red Flag" was worn out.

Qian Jin looked up and smiled wryly, "Master, can we get a new one?"

The old electrician said, "You think new is good? Don't you know what society has been like over the past ten years? Let me tell you, this 64-year-old guillotine is the most reliable. If you didn't stuff it with wine and sausage, would I have given you this?"

"Give me a hand," the old electrician said, shaking off his cotton gloves, "and straighten this piece of copper wire."

When Qian Jin tore open the wire insulation with his teeth, he tasted a sweet, metallic flavor mixed with copper rust and icy snow.

The old electrician busied himself for a while and then turned on the power switch.

The moment the light returned, a thunderous cheer erupted from the nearby study room.

Qian Jin searched his entire body and finally pulled out half a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes.

The old electrician waved his hand and pointed to the back window of the classroom—several people leaned out and saluted them.

The phone is ringing, making learning more efficient.

The blown-out candles were carefully put away, and the study room became even more lively.

Qian Jin waited until almost midnight before Wei Qinghuan finally left, exhausted.

The two walked on the road, their footsteps crunching through the snow.

Wei Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh, "I'm so tired."

She chuckled again, "It's alright, just hang in there a little longer and we'll be free."

Her jet-black ponytail bounced in the moonlight, and her alluring charm transformed into childlike innocence.

Qian Jin waved and offered to take her to room 205.

Wei Qinghuan immediately hugged her arms tightly and looked at him warily: "My shoulder injury is already healed, what are you going to do for me now? Massage to relax me?"

Qian Jin was stunned.

Have you learned to answer quickly?
Fortunately, there was a backup plan this time: "No, let me show you a set of things you'll need for your wedding."

"Really?" Wei Qinghuan happily entered the house.

Qian Jin opened the small iron box, and the crisp sound of the silver objects clinking together piqued the female teacher's curiosity.

The December moonlight was exceptionally clear and cold, filtering through at an angle, causing the tassels of the silver hairpin to tremble gently, and the hanging silver beads to sway and sway, a truly beautiful sight.

The sterling silver earrings are even brighter than moonlight, and the set also includes a bracelet, a ring, and a necklace.

The necklace is the most exquisite, with a silver chain featuring a tassel pendant design and a silver bow-shaped ornament in the center, exuding a girlish charm, sweet and lively.

The bow is inlaid with many zircon stones of the same color, which sparkle and shine under the moonlight.

After seeing clearly, Wei Qinghuan took a half step back and bumped into the three-drawer table, causing ripples to appear in the cooled boiled water with tea residue floating in the enamel mug.

She had never seen such exquisite jewelry in her life.

She might have seen it in a book, but it was just words; it all depended on her imagination.

At this moment, all the imagination came to life.

Qian Jin handed it to her: "Shall I help you put it on and see?"

"It's too precious." At that moment, her voice was softer than the chalk writing on the blackboard, but her fingertips involuntarily traced the shimmering bow.

Qian Jin said, "It was made especially for you by the blacksmith brothers who came to visit last time."

Wei Qinghuan shook her head and hesitantly repeated, "It's too precious."

Qian Jin said, "Don't worry, our family will repay this favor. This is a wedding gift from them to my brother and sister-in-law, and we can't refuse their kindness."

Actually, he bought the silver necklace from the mall.

This is a perfect opportunity to pass off inferior goods as superior ones, deceive others, and take advantage of the confusion.

Wei Qinghuan's favorite item was naturally the silver necklace. She exclaimed in a daze, "How can it be so beautiful? How could the blacksmiths have such skill?"

Qian Jin said, "You're absolutely right, they don't have the skill to make silver necklaces."

"That's what happened..."

He recounted Chen Jingdi's family history, but changed the gift Chen Yulou gave him: "This silver necklace was made by their grandfather, and the others were made by Chen Jingdi, but they are all for you."

"Here, let me put it on for you."

I don't know if I was stunned by the magnificent jewelry I had never seen before, or moved by the romantic atmosphere of the moment.

This time, the female teacher did not refuse and quietly let him do as he pleased.

Moonlight filtered through the plastic sheet, enveloping Wei Qinghuan completely.

The moment the silver hairpin was inserted into her hair bun, the dangling beads swept across her slender neck, and the moonlight cast dappled patterns of light through the silver hairpin onto her collarbone.

The clear sound of the silver bracelet fastening onto the wrist bone was very pleasant.

Wearing a necklace around the neck visually elongates the neckline, making the skin appear even whiter.

Qian Jin lifted her left hand and put a ring on her ring finger: "All done."

"And the earrings too," Wei Qinghuan said softly.

Qian Jin said, "I'm not wearing earrings anymore. I get scared when I see you women piercing your ears with needles."

"Don't wear earrings anymore. They may look nice, but they can damage your skin."

Wei Qinghuan chuckled softly, "We women just like this. It's alright. Besides, it's made of silver. Silver products can kill bacteria."

Qian Jin had no choice but to turn on the light.

"No, I can put it on properly." She turned to the side in front of the half-finished dressing mirror, picked up the earring with her fingers, and put it through her ear hole.

Qian Jin said, "How can you see clearly without turning on the lights?"

Wei Qinghuan said, "Can't you see clearly? If you can't see clearly, then turn on the light. I'm a little embarrassed."

"This, this is the stuff that those beautiful young ladies in storybooks use."

Qian Jin said, "But you are my beloved."

As for the young lady, forget about it.

It's better not to turn on the lights.

It creates a better atmosphere.

He held the female teacher's hand and said, "I didn't refuse the set of silver jewelry the blacksmith brothers gave you, mainly because they told me that silver can ward off evil spirits."

Qian Jin suddenly squatted down to adjust her shoe buckles and said, "You walk at night every day to tutor educated youth. Wearing these will ward off evil spirits."

Wei Qinghuan said in a low voice, "How can I wear these out? My boss will criticize me and my colleagues will laugh at me. I can wear them at home for you to see. These pieces of jewelry look beautiful on you, right?"

Qian Jin smiled.

Actually, she looks prettier in stockings.

Silk linings and silk within silk are the new gods.

Wei Qinghuan walked to the window to let the moonlight shine better on her jewelry. She raised her hand to tuck a stray hair behind her ear, and a cool breeze stirred as her silver ring brushed against her temple.

The moonlight now bathed all the silver ornaments.

The tassels of her hair ornaments flowed like a waterfall of stars over her hair, and the silver bracelets and the fair skin peeking through her wrists complemented each other. The necklace shimmered and shone brightly.

"Doesn't it look like Chang'e flying to the moon?" Wei Qinghuan rarely showed her girlish side, standing on tiptoe as if she were singing in an opera.

Qian Jin couldn't hide his affection, so he hugged her and kissed her on the forehead, saying:

"We only have one day left before we register our marriage. They're taking the college entrance exam the day after tomorrow, and then we'll register!"

Wei Qinghuan said, "Let's do it in two days. Let's wait until the afternoon of the 22nd, after the college entrance exam ends, before we go to register."

Qian Jin lifted her chin with his finger: "I'll do whatever you say."

Wei Qinghuan hurriedly ran outside: "Once we get our marriage certificate, I'll listen to everything you say, but not now!"

Go back to your room.

She took off her silver jewelry and neatly arranged it in a small box.

Finally, she still had the necklace left. After hesitating for a moment, she bit her lower lip and decided to keep it.

She tucked it into her collar, adjusted the bow so it stood up and disappeared into the snow-capped mountain valley:

"No one can see it, so it's okay for me to wear it."

12 month 20 day.

There is only one day left until the college entrance examination.

The atmosphere of exams is becoming increasingly intense in the coastal city.

Many companies are starting to experience staff shortages, and young workers who need to take the college entrance examination are asking for leave.

Another reason is that some parents whose children are taking the college entrance examination have also taken leave, as they are busy with their children's affairs these days.

The port port workers' team is operating as usual, and none of them are taking the college entrance exam.

Several men have children preparing for the college entrance examination, but their wives have taken leave to stay home and take care of the children, while they have to continue working.

All the goods that had been piling up for four days after the snow were put into the warehouse. After Qian Jin inspected them, he arranged for the foremen to start today's work.

The movers are now behaving much better than when they were working for Song Hongbing.

After all, half of the entire moving team were Qian Jin's trusted confidants!
Once everything was arranged, he beckoned to Liu Jinshan: "Deputy Captain Liu, I have something to discuss with the leaders. I'll leave this to you."

"Keep a close eye on everyone, and make sure the work doesn't fall behind!"

Liu Jinshan puffed out his chest and stamped his foot, guaranteeing, "Absolutely no problem, but why did you go to see the leader, Captain Qian?"

He was still worried that Qian Jin would punish him.

After all, it was he who led the team to swindle Qian Jin in the first place.

Therefore, he would worry whenever Qian Jin went to find Yang Shengzhang.

But Qian Jin won't touch him now. There's no excuse and no need. Too many people from the Jiagang Brigade have been taken away by the Security Section. What he needs to do now is maintain stability, not retaliate.

Retaliation can wait.

So he showed the documents he had to Liu Jinshan and briefly explained how his father had been swindled out of his house:
"I have to deal with this, so I need to ask my supervisor for leave."

Upon hearing this, Liu Jinshan was furious: "Damn it, are there people even more despicable than me? To actually swindle his own master's house? This is absolutely unforgivable!"

“Let me tell you, Captain Qian, I have experience with this, I’ve heard people talk about it, so I roughly know how to handle it.”

Qian Jin asked with a smile, "What should we do?"

Liu Jinshan hurriedly offered his advice, adopting the demeanor of a 100% strategist: "This is very simple, let me analyze it for you first."

“Your father’s apprentice is a scoundrel. He’s wanted to seize your family’s new house from the very beginning, which is why he’s been doing everything he can to prevent you and your siblings from returning to the city.”

"After your father died, he must have bribed the factory workers who helped you with the spark smear and cancellation of your father's account, and obtained the relevant documents."

"Then he took away the property certificate of your new house, made a fake one, and found the leaders of the neighborhood committee and the leader in charge of housing allocation at the factory to issue a certificate to cancel your father's household registration at the street office and register his household registration in your new house."

“Once they have lived there for a certain number of years, they can say that they have lost their land and property certificates. With the work certificate issued by the factory, the long-term residence certificate issued by the neighborhood committee, and the signatures of their neighbors, they can get a new land and property certificate!”

"How vicious! That's an extremely vicious move!"

Qian Jin was genuinely surprised that this could be done. He asked in astonishment, "This guy can actually issue new land and property certificates?"

"But as far as I know, the land and property certificates are made in duplicate, with one copy for the individual and the original for the housing management office."

"He wants to apply for a new certificate, and the housing management office should issue a copy based on the original."

Liu Jinshan solemnly said, "Relationships, that's the importance of relationships."

“Once the connections are established, and as I just mentioned, with the factory's certificate, the street office's certificate, and the neighbors' certificates all in place, it's entirely possible to issue a new land and property certificate that substitutes the original one.”

"As for the original? If your connections aren't strong enough, the housing management office can say they couldn't find the original and issue you a copy first."

"It would be best if nothing went wrong later. If something did go wrong, the housing management office could shirk responsibility by saying that they couldn't find the original document at the time, and the person in charge had all the necessary documents, so they were caught off guard by a momentary oversight."

“If your connections are strong enough, hehe,” he sneered, revealing his villainous nature, “the people at the housing management office can just take the original certificate and replace it with a new one!”

Qian Jin's eyes widened in astonishment: "You can do it like this? Won't this create chaos?"

Liu Jinshan said, "It was already very chaotic, but the country is trying its best to prevent this from happening."

"It is very complicated to reissue a land and property certificate. You need to publish a notice in the newspaper, obtain a certificate, especially a long-term residence certificate. It is very difficult to reissue a certificate without a long-term residence certificate of five or eight years."

Qian Jin understood.

No wonder Bai Dongfeng is so well-behaved now; he's been waiting for the right time.

He raised another question that he and Wang Dong hadn't been able to figure out:

"Why did he register his own household registration at the house but not his wife's?" Liu Jinshan subconsciously retorted, "So now the house only has his household registration? No one else's?"

Qian Jin shook his head.

Liu Jinshan thought for a moment and asked tentatively, "Are you sure? If you are sure, then one of the steps I mentioned earlier is wrong."

"This scoundrel is smarter and more cautious than we thought!"

Qian Jin said, "I'm sure, what's wrong?"

Liu Jinshan clenched his right fist and slammed it into his left hand:

"He probably didn't forge the certificate, but rather he either tricked, deceived, or coerced your father into signing some documents beforehand, and then your father went to the neighborhood committee to register his household registration at your house."

"After your father died, he canceled your father's household registration, so that only his own name is on the household registration."

"Later, without your father's help, he was unable to register his family members' household registration."

Qian Jin suddenly understood.

You can actually do that?!

This vulnerability does exist at present.

Unlike the real estate market after it became more regulated in the 1990s, housing is extremely scarce now, with some families living in the same house.

Of course, such properties are often registered under collective household registration. For example, if there is a large house in a neighborhood with a total of ten rooms, then two or three families may live in this house, and both families can register their household registration there.

Qian Zhongguo's house in the workers' new village was not collectively owned but privately owned, but under this policy background, there was still room for maneuver.

Liu Jinshan then offered Qian Jin another possibility.

Moreover, it's a more plausible explanation than forging fake land and property certificates.

Qian Jin asked, "If that's the case, then based on your extensive experience, how should I counter it?"

Liu Jinshan said enthusiastically, "It's very simple. While the housing management office still has the originals, quickly get the copies that you hold personally."

"Once you get the copy, immediately change it to your name according to the inheritance rights. Then, while your father's apprentice is away, find a locksmith to quietly open the door. After opening the door, move all his belongings out and take over his house—"

"No, returning it to its rightful owner is what we call returning it to its rightful owner!"

Qian Jin nodded.

This is also what he and Wang Dong discussed.

The protagonists believe this is the right thing to do, and so do the antagonists.

That's obviously how things should be done!

But based on Liu Jinshan's later deductions, he still had a problem: "What about household registration?"

Liu Jinshan said, "Your father's house is privately owned. When he added his own household registration, he must have been skirting the rules and using underhanded methods."

"You just need to follow the proper procedures. Anyway, the property certificate is in your name, so why worry about anything else?"

Qian Jin patted Liu Jinshan on the shoulder and lit a cigarette for him: "Okay, thanks a lot, Deputy Captain Liu. You better supervise the work properly and make sure there are no more problems."

Liu Jinshan was flattered and gestured with a cigarette, "Captain Qian, go ahead and ask for leave. I'll definitely handle all the work perfectly!"

Qian Jin rode his bicycle to work.

Yang Shengzhang looked up from his notebook, scratched his head, and dandruff fell like snowflakes onto the shoulders of his woolen Zhongshan suit.

He picked up the enamel mug, took a sip of water, and asked, "You just came yesterday and you're here again today? You're quite the busy guy these days."

Qian Jin said, "Please forgive me, sir, but I need to ask for leave again today."

Yang Shengzhang laughed and said, "Preparing for your wedding? Your parents are gone, are your older siblings coming back to help you with the arrangements?"

"This fake document is accurate; it must be approved!"

Qian Jin shook his head: "I won't take leave for the wedding. My girlfriend hopes that I can achieve something in my new position, and she supports me putting work before my personal life."

Yang Shengzhang was taken aback, but a smile appeared in his eyes.

Qian Jin handed the relevant documents to Yang Shengzhang and briefly recounted the mistreatment his father had suffered:

"Look, boss, this is evidence that Bai Dongfeng has seized my house. I'm not making this up."

The kraft paper file folder was placed on the glass tabletop, and under the tabletop was a copy of the People's Daily containing news of the resumption of the college entrance examination.

Yang Shengzhang listened carefully to what he said, then opened the file folder and began to look at it.

Qian Jin gave instructions from the side.

After reading it, Yang Shengzhang slammed his fist on the table, furious: "This is outrageous! They have absolutely no morals!"

"How could someone risk ruining their master's property for their own benefit, and even prevent their master's child from returning to the city? How could someone be so morally bankrupt? How could such a scoundrel infiltrate a state-owned factory?"

"He actually became a cadre! What a disgrace to the nation!"

"Xiao Qian, what are you planning to do?"

Qian Jin said, "I'm going to take a leave of absence as soon as possible to get this done. First, I'll go to the housing management office and ask the supervisor to retrieve the original land and property certificate for my house. If it's in Bai Dongfeng's name on it, then I'll admit I was just messing around."

“If it’s in my father’s name, I have to find a way to get the house back.”

Yang Shengzhang nodded: "The director of the Chengnan District Housing Management Office is an old acquaintance of mine. Shall I make a call for you?"

Qian Jin declined his offer: "I'd like to try to handle this myself first, and follow the proper procedures."

Yang Shengzhang nodded again, deeply satisfied with his choice: "Good, then go ahead and do it."

"Once the original document is in your father's name, we'll immediately call the police and have them arrested!"

Qian Jincai wouldn't call the police to arrest him.

Wang Dong had inquired about it for him, but there was no conclusive evidence to prove that Bai Dongfeng had misappropriated other people's property.

Changing his household registration is useless. If Liu Jinshan's deduction is true, then he will definitely be preparing to clear his name.

Qian Jin needs to take two steps to deal with Bai Dongfeng: first, take back his own house; second, give Bai Dongfeng a good beating.

Of course, this is just his plan; how to proceed depends on the original land and property certificates.

Qian Jin thanked Yang Shengzhang and prepared to leave with the documents.

Yang Shengzhang stopped him and asked, "Are you getting married soon? Don't you need the organization to provide any assistance?"

Qian Jin hesitated for a moment, then said, "Actually, there's something I'd like to trouble the organization with."

"I want to get our marriage certificate with my partner on the 22nd, and then we will be legally married and can officially live together."

"That night I wanted to stay at the Yintan Park Guesthouse at No. 56 Kunlunshan Road."

The first 100 houses on Kunlunshan Road are all villas, which were the first villa district in Haibin City developed during the Republic of China period.

Villa No. 56 once belonged to the Qian family.

Yang Shengzhang clearly knew what this guesthouse was all about.

This is the cadre guesthouse in Haibin City. Because of its elegant environment and good service, it is specially used to entertain high-ranking cadres from other places who come to Haibin City.

He was a little confused: "You want to stay at the Silver Beach Park Guesthouse? Why do you want to stay there?"

Qian Jin hesitated for a moment, then decided to tell the truth to this leader who cared about him so much: "Before the public-private partnership, that was my family's ancestral home."

“My parents have passed away, and I have no direct elder relatives left. So I wanted to take my wife back to the ancestral home for one night. It’s not about enjoying myself, but I feel that I have no elders around after I got married, so I’d like to have them around in the ancestral home.”

Yang Shengzhang slowly sat down and said:

"When I saw your file, it said you were a descendant of the patriotic capitalist Qian family, but I didn't think much of it. So the Yintan Park guesthouse used to belong to your family."

"Although I participated in the liberation of Haibin, I am not a local and did not know that your family was so wealthy."

"That's not an unreasonable reason. I'll try to book a room for you with the help of your supervisor."

Qian Jin felt a chill run down his spine upon hearing this.

That guesthouse is actually of such a high standard?

Doesn't a cadre of Yang Shengzhang's rank qualify him to book a room?

Actually, he had an idea in mind: to bring back the villa that had been converted into a guesthouse when the reform and opening up were in place and conditions were right.

Now my idea has turned into a dream.

The veteran worker was decisive and efficient. He immediately made a phone call: "President Wei, this is Lao Yang. I'd like to ask you for a favor..."

He truthfully recounted Qian Jin's situation, and the voice of the head of the Municipal Supply and Marketing Cooperative came through the phone with a distorted tone:
"Is that Captain Qian Jin, the one who's good at inventing and creating?"

"His wedding didn't require any help from his workplace, such as preparing wedding supplies, nor did it require him to take leave or continue working?"

"Alright, then this request isn't too much. Let him stay in room 401, which is a long-term reserved room of our supply and marketing cooperative. There are no arrangements this month, so let the young couple stay in the ancestral home for a few more days."

Qian Jin was extremely excited.

He stood facing the telephone, head bowed, hands pressed tightly against his trouser seams: Forever loyal!

Yang Shengzhang hung up the phone and smiled: "Did you hear that? I don't need to repeat it, do I?"

"I've been to room 401. It has a huge bathtub, and when you open the curtains, you can see the park, the beach, and the sea. It's very comfortable to stay in there."

Qian Jin kept thanking the leader.

Yang Shengzhang waved to him, but before he left, he said, "Prepare a list of the cigarettes, alcohol, candy, and tea needed for the wedding. I've spoken to the logistics department, and they'll try their best to prepare everything for you."

"This doesn't violate any rules. I told you before, this is a benefit the unit provides to its cadres, and it's been approved by headquarters. However, it's not a free service; it's giving you a chance to purchase at cost price."

"Marriage is a once-in-a-lifetime event, so it should be treated with care and given as a good memory."

Qian Jin smiled and said, "Yes, leader, thank you for your trouble."

Yang Shengzhang shook his pipe: "It's a small matter that I'm bothering you, but it's a big matter that you'll bother with your work in the future."

"You must achieve something at work, my little comrade!"

Money is guaranteed and it's a pain in the ass.

He had actually always wanted to leave and go to the purchasing department...

Because he is now the team leader and the workload is indeed heavy, Yang Shengzhang only granted him one day off.

They have to go to work on the day they get their marriage certificate, since that's not the day of the wedding.

Qian Jin acted swiftly, heading straight to the neighborhood committee.

With the college entrance examination just around the corner, the neighborhood committee is also very busy.

There was no music in Wei Xiangmi's director's office.

Qian Jin knocked and entered. She looked up from the mountain of documents, her blue cloth sleeves still stained with ink from the stencil paper, indicating that some slogans had just been printed.

"Oh, you're a rare guest at this hour." Wei Xiangmi gestured for him to pour himself some hot water.

Qian Jin handed him the file folder: "I'm not drinking any more water. Director Wei, you absolutely have to do me a favor today, a huge favor!"

"Last time I asked you to help me check the household registration of Unit 2, Building 2, Apartment 602 in the Workers' Village of the Sixth State-Owned Cotton Mill, didn't you find that only Bai Dongfeng was registered there? There's a problem, that bastard has ruined my family's life..."

He presented the evidence and inferences again.

Wei Xiangmi took off her arm sleeves, tidied her hair, and said, "It seems I have to go to the Municipal Housing Administration Bureau."

Getting a glimpse of a house's original documents is no easy task, and the officials in charge are often lazy, which gives some criminals an opportunity to take advantage of the situation.

Fortunately, Wei Xiangmi was an employee of the housing management office and had some connections within the unit, which enabled her to access the original land and property certificates.

The original document is no longer called a land and property certificate, but a "Land Use Right Registration Book," and it is not allowed to be taken away.

Wei Xiangmi asked Qian Jin to wait at the window while she took it out and showed it to him.

Tucked between the white pages was a cadastral map, a floor plan of a building made from tracing paper.

The signature reads "Qian Zhongguo".

There was also a bright red thumbprint next to it.

Qian Jin felt immediately at ease.

Wei Xiangmi understood his thinking: "To get the land and property certificate, we have to first publish a notice of loss in the newspaper."

She picked up a copy of the "Seaside Daily," which had a special section for lost and found notices.

Reissuing a land and property certificate should not be difficult in theory, especially since he has connections.

But Qian Zhongguo has already passed away, which makes things more difficult, even if he has connections!
This certificate needs to be reissued by the person in question. If the person in question has passed away, the heirs are required to bring the relevant documents to apply for a replacement.

Qian Jin, the protagonist, was a naive young intellectual sent to the countryside. After returning to the city, he was taken by staff from the Labor and Wage Department of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill to handle his father's cremation and funeral arrangements. His relevant documents were taken away by someone who said, "The unit needs them."

In this case, it would be very difficult for the original Qian Jin or his older siblings to reissue the land and property certificates.

Therefore, Bai Dongfeng was not afraid that they would try to take back the houses in the workers' new village of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill; he knew that this would be very difficult.

Qian Jin also needs to go through procedures and needs Qian Zhongguo's identification documents.

The problem was that Qian Zhongguo's page in the household registration book was missing. Fortunately, when Qian Jin went back and searched through all the drawers, he found Qian Zhongguo's "Glorious Retirement Certificate" at the very bottom of the wardrobe.

In the laminated photo, Qian Zhongguo is still wearing the willow helmet he wore during the Great Leap Forward in 1958, when steelmaking was the top priority for all units and positions.

It was simple to publish a lost item notice in the newspaper. Qian Jin had been interviewed by a reporter from the Haibin Daily, and the two exchanged contact information at the time.

He went to the reporter's home and delivered two bottles of wine and a box of tea. The reporter repeatedly said that he didn't need to deliver anything, as reporting a lost newspaper was a basic task for the newspaper.

But Qian Jin had a lot of things in his hands, and he needed to smooth things over with various people, so he insisted that the reporter accept the gift no matter what.

The reporter not only agreed to help him attach a certificate proving that Qian Zhongguo's land and property certificate was lost, but also promised that he could come to the reporter for any help he needed from the newspaper in the future.

He can handle what he can do himself, and he'll find someone else to handle what he can't.

Wei Xiangmi took the "Glorious Retirement Certificate" and got a certificate from the neighborhood committee. Wang Dong helped Qian Jin get a certificate from the labor and personnel department of the No. 6 State-owned Cotton Mill. Now the documents were complete.

The benefits of Qian Jin's full support for Wei Xiangmi's work became apparent at this moment, and Wei Xiangmi reciprocated by providing him with ample assistance.

The land and property certificate hasn't been issued yet, but she has already given Qian Jin the "Land Registration Change Form".

It won't be easy for Qian Jin to inherit the family house.

There are four legal heirs in total, and he has two older brothers and one older sister!

Wei Xiangmi suggested to Qian Jin that in order to transfer the property to him as quickly as possible, his older brother and sister should fill out a form voluntarily relinquishing their inheritance rights to the property.

This puts Qian Jin in a real bind.

Since he transmigrated four months ago, he hasn't contacted his older brother and sister, since they have no feelings for each other and he doesn't even know them!
So, would his older brother and sister be willing to give him the house?
Qian Jin didn't intend to deprive his older siblings of their inheritance rights to the property; he simply didn't want a villain like Bai Dongfeng to succeed.

So he explained the situation to Wei Qinghuan, and Wei Qinghuan helped him make a decision:

"First, tell our older brothers and sisters the truth: they have also been persecuted by Bai Dongfeng and are unable to return to the city."

"Secondly, they must be having a hard time in the countryside, so we should give them some material compensation first."

"Third, we made a promise that if they want to return to the city as relatives in the future, our family is willing to accept them and their children!"

"Fourth, we made them write a letter of commitment that they have a share of the property, our family will not own the house alone, and the house will be divided among the four families. We are only having them write this letter of voluntary waiver of inheritance in order to expedite the processing of the property certificate."

Qian Jin nodded in agreement, and Wei Qinghuan helped him draft a heartfelt letter home overnight.

On the morning of the 21st, Qian Jin put the four copied letters into the green mailbox and looked back at the city.

Many young people appeared on the streets early in the morning, looking hurried, nervous and expectant.

The National College Entrance Examination (Gaokao) is here!
(End of this chapter)