"People in the village ask how many new houses are there and how to distribute them?"
Kurbanjiang's face was a little sad, and he smiled wryly: "After we talked about the construction of the new village, everyone was very happy. At that time, all voted to agree. But after that, they asked questions in a hurry, thinking Knowing how the new house will be distributed, everyone wants a new house, and soon there are differences of opinion, and there are fights."
The Uyghur old man didn't care much, and said calmly: "Xiaomu paid for the construction of the new village. He has the final say on how to distribute it, and everyone in the village has to listen to him."
Kurbanjiang probably also agreed with the opinions of the Uighur elders, so he turned his attention to Chen Mu.
How to allocate...
Chen Mu didn't think about it before, but he was probably planning to build one house per household, and build as many new houses as there are households in the village.
The main purpose is to ensure that the village remains unchanged, and to make an overall plan for the construction of the new village.
But now, after hearing what Kurbanjiang said, he suddenly felt that he had taken it for granted.
The situation of each household is different, some have many people, some have few people, so if one household builds one building, the distribution seems unscientific
After thinking for a while, Chen Mu said: "First, build a building for each household according to the original number of households in the village. If there is still a need, you can apply again. The basic principle is that you must be a person in the village, that is, the household registration In the village, you must be an adult and married... "
He belongs to the present editor, and while thinking about it, he said: "Also, those who apply for a house must live in the village for the next five years. If they leave, we have the right to take the house back."
"Speak slowly, let me remember."
Kurbanjiang quickly took out the small notepad in his pocket, and wrote on it with his crooked Xia characters.
Chen Mu waved his hand and said, "In fact, that's about all I can think of. You can grasp this main principle yourself. As long as you are from the village, it doesn't matter if you let them take advantage. If you are not from the village, maybe you have People who move out of the village can't be divided... Well, it's fairer anyway."
Anyway, the matter of dividing the house is a matter of rotten meat in the pot, and it is nothing to let the people in the village take advantage of it.
But over the years, many people have left the village. When they hear about the house distribution, some people will have different ideas.
Moreover, there are many married women in the village, and their household registrations have all moved out. They can't bring men and children back. This is also something to be guarded against.
Kurbanjiang carefully recorded the main "spirit" of Chen Mu's house, and prepared to go back and digest it slowly.
Chen Mu thought about it again, and said: "The matter of allocating the house is only once, and it will be gone in the future. Let's set a date for registration, and let's close it before June next year. And let me tell you, we will contact the engineering team Sometimes, the engineering team will be asked to calculate the cost of each house, and if someone is willing to pay for one or two more houses, that’s fine, but only two houses at most.”
The people in the village came from hardships. Although they have made a lot of money in the past two years, they don't spend extravagantly. The idea of storing grain to prevent hunger has been deeply rooted in their bones.
Therefore, most of them have some money in their hands. If the allocated houses are not enough, some people may be willing to pay to build them... In general, it is still the same sentence, for the sake of the next generation. After all, many children of other families Still small, not big enough to divide the house.
Kurbanjiang and the old Uyghurs have taken note of Chen Mu's words, and they are going to make a more detailed charter later, so that the people in the village will know.
Chen Mu thought for a while, then smiled and said, "If you have other ideas, you don't have to ask me for an idea. Anyway, just tell everyone that it's my idea."
He has already figured it out, it’s not that Kurbanjiang and the old Uighurs have no ideas, the main reason is that building a new village is too big a deal and costs too much money, and in their view, they are all spending his money, so they both I dare not make up my mind.
Now Chen Mu simply delegated the authority to them and let them figure out their own way. With their ability, it's no problem to deal with such a small matter.
The matter spread in the village the next day, and the villagers had no objection to Chen Mu's arrangement at all. With Chen Mu's current prestige in the village, it was already a bit unambiguous.
After the people in the village figured out the rules for allocating houses, they began to use all their power to contact their family members who were working in other places.
The village used to be poor, and there were a lot of migrant workers. Although they knew that the village had improved in the past two years, those who were able to get by did not dare to abandon the work they were doing easily and venture back to the village.
But it's different now. It's such a big deal to be able to divide the house when I return to the village, so I have to talk about it carefully.
For a time, the undercurrent surged in Yakash Village.
Kaiwuer is also a villager in Yakashi Village, who has been working outside the village for nearly ten years.
He is only twenty-six this year. He ran away when he was fifteen years old, and has been wandering around in Guangnan until now.
It sounds strange to leave his hometown at the age of fifteen. Logically speaking, according to the standard of nine-year compulsory education, he should continue to go to school, but there is no way for him to live in his hometown.
His father died young, his mother was in poor health due to years of hard work, and there was a younger brother and a younger sister in the family. In order to support the family, Kai Wuer could only leave the house early with other migrant workers in the village.
Over the years, he has slept on flyovers, worked as a security guard, worked as a porter, and sold cut cakes... Finally, relying on the barbecue skills he secretly learned in a Xiaren restaurant, he started the "authentic" Uyghur skewers business.
The business was profitable, but unstable.
Because he doesn't have his own facade, he can't afford to rent a facade for small troubles, and he will be driven away by the city management from time to time, so he can only shoot for another place, riding a dilapidated small tricycle every day, Find some unnoticed corners and do business carefully.
When the business is good, you can make money for several days a day, but when the business is bad, you can't even make money for the purchase.
Although life is drifting, he can support his family. The mother in the family does not have to work too hard for life. The younger brothers and sisters are growing up, and they may be able to help soon. This is probably the greatest comfort in his heart.
Today, he packed up his things and was about to leave the stall when he suddenly received a call from the village.
The moment he received the call, he was a little panicked.
Under normal circumstances, he talks to his family on the phone at a fixed time.
But today, his younger brother suddenly called him, which made him very worried, wondering if something happened at home... The biggest possibility is that something happened to his mother's health.
After answering the phone apprehensively, his heart was relieved, but he became dazed because of this phone call, sitting on his little tricycle in a daze, unable to recover for a long time.