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Chapter 139 Happy New Home in Beijing

Zhang Defa took the document, glanced at it casually, and then handed it to Zhang Yong.

The mediation agreement clearly states that the two-story building in Zhangzhuang was sold for 10,500 yuan after being appraised by the Baoding Intermediate People's Court. After deducting court enforcement fees and taxes, the remaining amount is 8,008 yuan.

The entire amount will be paid in cash as civil compensation from Zhang Dewang to Zhang Defa.

Zhang Yong turned to the last page.

Amount: Eight Thousand and Eight Yuan Only.

It bears the red seals of both the Baoding Intermediate People's Court and the Notary Office.

Zhang Yong took the mediation agreement and nodded.

"Thank you for your help, Judge Zhao. Thank you for your help, Xiao Li."

Judge Zhao had Zhang Defa sign the delivery receipt, gave him a few official instructions, counted the cash twice in front of everyone, and then left with his colleagues.

Xiao Li was the last to leave, and he even patted Zhang Yong on the shoulder.

"This money has come at just the right time. I've done a good job on this case, so I should help you out."

"The money was supposed to be delivered on Monday, but I begged these two to deliver it today."

Zhang Yong smiled.

"Perfect timing, thank you so much."

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After seeing the judge off, Zhang Yong got on his motorcycle with Li Guilan on the back and Zhang Defa riding a bicycle behind them. The three of them headed straight for the cotton mill.

Although Sundays were rest days back then, it was different for cotton mills; they worked on Sundays too, and everyone took turns resting. There were also people staying on duty in the administration department today.

"Let's go to the housing allocation office."

The door to the housing management department was half open, and Shen Deming was sitting behind the table reading a newspaper, with a thermos cup at his feet.

He heard footsteps, looked up, and saw a young man in a white shirt following behind Li Guilan. He was stunned for a moment.

"Comrade Li Guilan, is this your son, Zhang Yong?"

"Section Chief Shen, I'm here to pay the money."

Li Guilan didn't stand on ceremony with him and simply placed the newspaper package on the table.

Forty brand-new, green 100-yuan bills were neatly stacked on the table, their ink smelling wonderful.

Shen Deming's eyes widened instantly as he stared intently at the thick stack of bills. He never expected that the Zhang family could produce four thousand yuan in new bills at this critical juncture.

"Four thousand exactly, not a penny less." Zhang Yong met his shocked gaze, pushed the money forward, and said in a completely impolite tone. "Don't tell me it can't be done on Sunday."

"Oh my, where did you get your fortune so quickly? — Is there anything wrong with the source of this money?" Shen Deming said sarcastically.

"Section Chief Shen, this is proof of payment to our household. It's court-ordered payment, legal and compliant." Zhang Yong said coldly, placing a copy of the court's civil mediation execution document directly on the table.

"The price difference is four thousand yuan, payable in full in cash. Please complete the formalities now."

Shen Deming picked up the ruling and looked at it for a while, remaining silent for a long time.

It has the court's red seal on it.

He put down the documents, tapped the table with his finger, and hesitated for a long time before taking out a receipt book and a stamp box from the drawer.

"Come on, sign it."

five minutes.

The formalities are complete.

Li Guilan and Zhang Defa, who arrived late, pressed their fingerprints on the exchange agreement. Shen Deming stamped it with the seal of the Housing Management Department. There were three copies: one for Li Guilan, one for the Housing Management Department, and one for the factory department for filing.

75 square meters, large two-bedroom apartment, south-facing, third floor, with kitchen, balcony and toilet.

Zhang Yong looked at the address written on the agreement: Room 302, Unit 3, New Building, Cotton Mill Family Compound.

When will you give me the key?

"According to procedure—" Shen Deming was about to say something to stall for time, but when he looked up and met Zhang Defa's eager eyes, he swallowed the rest of his sentence.

"It should be possible tomorrow; the housing authority will deliver it to your home."

Zhang Yong nodded and led Li Guilan out the door.

As I reached the stairwell, I bumped into Shen Xiaohai, who was walking towards me from the opposite direction.

He was carrying a bag of fruit when he saw the three members of the Zhang family come out of the housing management office, and the smile on his face froze.

"What are you doing here!"

Li Guilan waved the replacement agreement in her hand and proudly unfolded it for him to see page by page.

Two official seals, black ink on white paper.

"What else can we do but pay more to buy a new house!"

"Are you here to pay money too?" Li Guilan glanced at the fruit in the other person's hand. "Bringing pears to do business? There's an old saying that sharing pears means separation; this stuff won't get you a big house."

"But after we move, we'll be neighbors. Our apartment is 302. Please come over for a visit then!"

Li Guilan triumphantly dragged Zhang Yong and Zhang Defa away, leaving Shen Xiaohai looking utterly devastated.

The next afternoon.

Li Guilan had already changed into a floral dress and was waiting in the gatehouse. She had also specially dyed the eggs and peanuts red, and bought a lot of jujube flower cakes and sorghum candy, and put a lot of matchboxes inside.

I found a large basket and placed it on the table in the guard room.

They really went all out.

It wasn't until 3 p.m., when the sun was already setting, that the staff from the housing management office arrived on their bicycles.

Grandpa Chen saw it from afar.

"Old Fang! You've finally arrived! I've been waiting all afternoon! Guilan, hurry, get the keys!"

Old Fang parked his bicycle, took out a document from his bag, and then pulled out a bunch of keys tied with a red string.

"Congratulations, Comrade Li Guilan, Unit 3, Room 302."

He smiled and handed her the keys, verified her identity, and had her sign the collection form.

Li Guilan held the key, her face beaming with joy as she watched the gleaming bronze key shimmer in the sunlight.

"Thank you so much. Please take this and give it to the children."

She took out a cloth bag and stuffed it with peanuts, eggs, and candy.

Old Fang didn't stand on ceremony. Since this was all auspicious occasion, he smiled and reached for a box of matches, tossing it into his pocket: "Give me one of these too, for good luck and prosperity."

"Go back and inspect the house first. If there are no problems, come to our office again to have it entered into the system. Do it within a month."

"Okay, you're busy."

As soon as we left the old house, all the neighbors came out.

The first person Liu Sao called out was, "Guilan! We've moved to a bigger room!"

"Seventy-five square meters! South-facing! With a balcony!" This time it was Grandpa Chen with a big smile.

When Zhang Defa rushed back from the factory, a crowd had already gathered in the courtyard.

Li Guilan had almost finished distributing the pastries and candies in that basket, so she quickly went up to him and slapped the key into his hand.

"Honey, look, from now on you'll live in the big room!"

Zhang Defa looked down at the key in his hand, a slight smile appeared on his lips, and his eyes reddened again.

"Wife, you're the best to me!"

Just then, the door on the fourth floor opened.

Sun Jian's wife was carrying a vegetable basket and was about to go out to buy vegetables.

She saw a crowd gathered downstairs and the red silk key in Zhang Defa's hand, and she was caught in a dilemma, unsure whether to go in or back.

His face flushed red and then turned pale, so he could only pretend not to see it and quickly walked out.

Sun Lei, on the other hand, followed them out from the fourth floor with a smug look on his face.

"Auntie, Uncle Zhang! Congratulations!"

Sun Lei smiled very happily.

"Leave some candy for me, I want to share in the joy."

"Let me know when you move! I'll help you with everything! Don't hesitate to ask!"

He paused, then added a sentence.

"Tell Zhang Yong to come visit me at the teachers' college later. Also—tell him to be careful and not to get into any fights."

Li Guilan quickly handed him a handful of candy to shut him up.

"I can't stand the word 'fight' right now, I'm terrified!"

"He hasn't had time to visit you this week. He said he's going to stay in Tongxian for ten days to half a month. Luckily, Wei Dabiao has a house for him to stay in."

"What? Staying at Wei Dabiao's house?" Sun Lei's expression changed, and he could no longer laugh.