It wasn't until five o'clock in the afternoon that people at home began to come back.

Except that Yang Liu gave birth to the baby and Wang Yuying took care of her but did not come back from confinement, almost everyone was present.

There are nearly fifty people from Yang Anguo's family, Yang Anbang's family, Ma Juzi's family, Sun Zhaodi, Sun Zhaocai, Yang Chengwu, Yang Chengliu, Shitou, Wang Xiaoxiao, Banggen and Yang Jun's family.

There were one table for men, one table for women, and two tables for children. The courtyard was full of people. It is worth mentioning that Yang Jun also called Luo Xiaojun and Ma Wumei. Luo Xiaojun is his confidant and has been with him for so many years.

There is hard work even if there is no merit. In addition, Ma Wu Mei is his only daughter who is sworn to his eldest brother. She must have a share in such good things as dividing the house.

It hasn't been served yet, and adults and children are standing in the yard eating the fruit.

"Brother, what are the rules for dividing houses?"

Ma Juzi and the others winked at each other, and Yang Anguo, the most shameless one, asked.

As soon as Yang Anguo finished speaking, the courtyard immediately fell silent. Everyone stared at Yang Jun eagerly. Even the group of women who were chatting about family matters and whispering immediately stopped talking and listened with open ears.

When the matter of dividing houses was mentioned, everyone immediately gathered around.

However, the group of children playing were ignorant and chattering so loudly that they could not hear the noise. The women couldn't help but glared at their children and even kicked them to signal them to be quiet for a while.

Those children didn't understand that a house was a good thing at all. After being scolded, they squeezed their eyes and curled their lips and went outside to play.

Yang Jun sat on a chair with his legs crossed, a cigarette in his mouth, and pondered for a while.

Instead of answering their questions, he turned around and asked Yang Chengwu.

"Xiaowu, how many villas have been built in total?"

"Godfather, eighty-eight villas." Yang Chengwu said without thinking.

He was in charge of the houses, and he knew best how many houses had been built. The reason why he built eighty-eight houses in the first place was to get a lucky draw.

Yang Jun nodded, and then asked: "Count how many people there are."

The rules for dividing the houses were discussed between the two men before. They were divided according to the number of children in each family. For example, Sun Zhaocai's family had three children, so they would be divided into three houses, plus one for his wife and his wife, for a total of four houses.

By analogy, if all the people are added up, there will be as many sets as there are people.

I made a rough estimate at the beginning and found that there would be more than fifty sets in total. The reason why I built eighty-eight sets was mainly just in case. Now it finally comes in handy. Wang Erwa wants one set, and Ma Wumei and Luo Xiaojun also need one set.

Several sets.

When Yang Chengwu heard this, he stood up and stood in the yard, took a look, counted the heads one by one, and then made a mental note.

When everyone saw this, they straightened their backs in high spirits. The women even pushed their children forward to prevent them from missing the count.

"Daddy, there are sixty-five sets in total."

Yang Jun nodded after hearing this.

"Cough...cough..."

He coughed twice, looked around at everyone and said: "Before building the house, I have explained to everyone that the house is divided according to the number of children. If there are several children in the family, add one to this number, which is the total number of your children.

The houses that can be allocated..."

"Uncle Yang, what about those who haven't been born yet?" Sun Zhaocai asked while hiding in the crowd.

Yang Jun glared at him.

"Well, things like what Sun Zhaocai said don't count."

Yang Jun said: "Now that people are killed, how can I get so many houses for you? Why didn't you tell me before building the house?"

"Those who are pregnant will not be given more houses. I will give you an extra house. I will leave this house to the child in your belly from now on."

At this time, Ma Juzi shrank his neck and muttered: "Brother, aren't there still twenty houses left to be allocated?"

When Yang Jun heard this, he went up and gave him a big blow.

This kid, after not being around me for a while, actually learned to talk back. If it had been before, he would never have dared to ask such a question.

"Is that house left to you?"

Yang Jun rolled his eyes and said: "You got married early and took advantage. Xiao Liu, Xiao Xiao, Lao Si, Lao Wu and the others have no children yet. How many sets should each of you leave for them?"

After a few words, Ma Juzi was speechless and squatted on the ground with a red face, smoking a cigarette.

Those who originally planned to use the child in their belly to get an extra house immediately put their thoughts aside after hearing what Yang Jun said.

They were too selfish and did not mention the following small considerations at all.

Yang Laosi, Wang Xiaoxiao, and Yang Chengliu haven't gotten married yet, and Yang Huai has just gotten married and doesn't have any children yet. If nothing else happens, they will definitely have several children in the future. If all the houses are divided now, in the future,

Where do their children live?

Yang Jun saw that they were silent, so he said: "That's it, we will draw lots later and whoever you get will be who. If it's not suitable, you can privately switch houses, but..."

When Yang Jun said this, he paused and continued: "The house in the middle of the community belongs to me. You don't need to draw lots for the five houses around that house. They are reserved for my son."

When building so many houses, Yang Jun must have priority in choosing. Even if they live in the same community, Yang Jun hopes that his children will live closer to him.

"Do you have any opinions?" Yang Jun glanced at them and asked.

"No." Everyone said in unison.

They were given a few villas for nothing, what else do they have to say?

They had visited those villas more than once in private. The area, floor plan, and decoration were all top-notch in the country and could not be bought even if they had money. They were very satisfied with them.

Even though they are making money now, their horizons are there after all, and they have never seen that kind of top-notch and most advanced decoration style. Therefore, no matter how rich they are, they cannot enjoy that kind of treatment.

"Since everyone has no opinion, let's draw lots."

Yang Jun winked at Yang Chengwu, and then Yang Chengwu went to the house and brought a cardboard box.

The carton was sealed, with a big hole cut out in the middle for drawing lots.

Ma Juzi and the others brought a stool, and Yang Chengwu placed the cardboard box on the stool, then looked at Yang Jun for instructions.

Yang Jun walked over with a cigarette in his mouth and his hands behind his back.

"The name of our community is Jiuyuan, which means long-lasting, which means our family will never be separated forever."

"The largest villa in the middle is Jiuyuan No. 1. The surrounding numbers 1 to 5 are all mine, so I won't put them in the box to draw lots."

"For the rest, from Villa No. 6 to Villa No. 88, whichever one you catch is which one. After catching it, I will make the name and villa house number public. If there is any need to change, you can discuss it privately."

Speaking of this, Yang Jun paused.

"The ugly thing is, you don't have to live in the house, or you can leave it idle, but leasing or selling it is absolutely not allowed. The community will be taken over by security guards, and people who are not from the community will never be allowed to enter, even if you bring people in.

You also need to register with the doorman."

"I know, brother." Everyone responded.

Yang Jun also wanted to talk about the property fees, but after thinking about it, he decided to forget it.

Three melons and two jujubes, if you say it, you will lose your share.

"Okay, let's start drawing lots."

All five villas from numbers 1 to 5 belong to him, so Yang Jun will not participate in the drawing of lots.

Yang Chengwu stood there, patted the box and said: "One representative from each household will draw lots for each house. After drawing the lot, he must open the paper ball in front of everyone and register it on the spot.

Announcement.”

After saying that, he said to Yang Anbang: "Uncle Anbang, besides my godfather, you are the biggest here, so you can start."

Yang Anguo waved his hand and said: "You kid is wrong. The older ones will be arrested last. Let Xiaoliu and Xiaoxiao be arrested first."

Hearing this, Yang Chengwu looked at Yang Jun.

Yang Jun said: "Just listen to your uncle Anbang, start from the youngest."

After getting Yang Jun's nod of approval, Yang Chengwu glanced at it and said to Yang Chengliu: "Xiaoliu, you are the youngest here, let's start with you."

As for the youngest, I'm afraid Yang Huai must be the one. However, this guy is senior, and Yang Jun's godsons and goddaughters are all his juniors, so the lot can only be drawn according to seniority.

Among Yang Jun’s godsons and daughters, Yang Chengliu was the youngest.

"Xiao Liu, you come first." Yang Jun said.

"Thank you godfather."

Xiao Liu smiled, then walked over and was the first to draw lots.

Just as she was about to catch her, Yang Jun stopped her.

"First of all, we agreed that those who are not married, such as Xiaoliu, Xiaoxiao, and Yang Laosi, can only be calculated on average. Each of them can be allocated four houses."

Yang Jun calculated it based on the fact that each of them would have three children in the future, and counting themselves, they would be allocated a total of four houses.

Four houses per person can only be regarded as average in the entire lottery. Almost everyone present has four or five children in their families. The least exception is Yang Jun. Every household has many children.

Everyone had no objection to Yang Jun's words.

Xiaoliu smiled at everyone, then reached into the cardboard box, grabbed five paper balls, put one back, handed the remaining four paper balls to Yang Chengwu, and then stepped aside.

In order to show fairness and justice, Yang Chengwu opened the four paper balls in front of everyone.

"Eighteen, twenty-two, forty-three, sixty-seven."
To be continued...