I was reborn without dreams

Chapter 155 Family Members of High-Ranking Officials
Coach Zhang is now a little confused about whether this is the course of history or a result of personal struggle.

However, he was too lazy to think about it too much. In any case, he would never take the initiative in his uncle's progress; someone else would take the initiative.

Two days before the "Little New Year in the North," Zhang Da'an, who was in Shazhou, also heard the news.

After all, Qiu Jianmin had already received his appointment by this time, so Uncle Zhang's personnel arrangement naturally changed from deputy general manager to general manager.

As for the Private Education Section, it became a stage for young people to showcase themselves. A driver who used to fill up Uncle Zhang's motorcycle with gas and occasionally help him drive, and a secretary who wasn't really a secretary, successfully became the deputy head of the Private Education Section.

There was also an older woman who originally did odd jobs. While her son was successfully sent to the "Top Scholar Accompanying Class" at Xindongweigang Middle School for further study, she also became the head of the private education department.

Double happiness! I'm so happy!

As for Uncle Zhang, in addition to becoming the general manager of Jiangkou Province Shazhou Education Investment Company, he also became the director of the management committee of the "Jiangkou Province Rural Education and Employment Pilot Demonstration Zone".

The "Jiangkou Provincial Rural Education and Employment Pilot Demonstration Zone" is just a facade; the main body is the "Pengcheng City Fengyi County Rural Poverty Alleviation and Prosperity Industry Demonstration Park".

The former refers to Uncle Zhang's rank, while the latter refers to Uncle Zhang's job duties.

When the magistrate of Fengyi County met Uncle Zhang, he really had to call him "leader" this time, a typical high-level appointment.

However, it has not been formally implemented yet. It is a preliminary step within the province to expand and promote the existing work results after research and discussion.

The formal process, besides personnel arrangements within the province, also involves communicating with the capital, and the major meetings to be held in March and April are the key.

If there are no major problems or any particularly obvious flaws, it should pass.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhengdong will likely concurrently serve as the magistrate of Fengyi County.

This is not actually important. What is truly important is the "Jiangkou Provincial Rural Education and Employment Pilot Demonstration Zone," because once mature experience is gained, it can be rolled out across the province.

To a certain extent, the rights and interests of migrant workers in the province are fairly protected.

The position of the magistrate of Fengyi County is not important, but it is very important not to cause trouble in the local area.

So at this point, the local "Brahmins" who knew what they were doing were actually in dire straits. They were willing to send in anyone, but not someone like Zhang Zhengdong.

With the "Jiangkou Provincial Rural Education and Employment Pilot Demonstration Zone" located within its borders, it's practically the same as the "capital city of the capital." The methods that used to allow them to run rampant in the countryside will no longer be effective. The county's channel resources that the "five giants of Chengguan Town" used to control will have to be completely handed over in the future. They can't keep a single bit; they have to give it all up, or they won't be able to protect themselves.

So this year, I don't know about other places, but the county seat of Fengyi County was really not lively. Many residential compounds were much quieter, and many people went south to Jiangning or north to Beijing to celebrate the New Year.

Even if Zhang Zhengdong only stays for five years, five years is a long time; by then, many things will have changed.

Many people were complaining bitterly about this situation, saying they should have joined forces with Pengcheng Construction Company to deal with Zhang Zhengdong on the spot.

It's better for one person to cry than for them to cry all the way.

Originally, three generations of their family enjoyed a life of luxury, but now they have to go to big cities to make a living. They don't even know if the savings they've accumulated over the years will be enough to cover their expenses.

"Grandpa, I never imagined that in your old age you would not only be able to hold many grandchildren, but also be considered a relative of a high-ranking official."

"What's so special about your uncle's level? How does he compare to Shazhou City?"

"More or less, a bonded zone."

"real or fake?!"

Old man Zhang Qihong's eyes bulged. He only knew that his second son was a fool, but the change was too great. Was this all there was to a helicopter?

However, he was aware of the situation and quickly said, "Zhang An, your uncle is stubborn and doesn't think things through. If anything happens, you'll have to be the one to oversee things. If he's useless, you want him to be successful; if he's successful, you want him to be safe and sound. Ultimately, the prosperity of the family depends on you. You have to be in charge; you're the pillar of the family..."

"Don't worry, Grandpa. Anyone with a brain would be doomed if they took Uncle's current position. The more scheming they are, the faster they die. On the other hand, someone like Uncle is simple and easy, which is good for everyone."

"That's good, that's good, I believe what you said..."

The old man, who was usually fearless, was terrified at this sight.

He didn't find fighting difficult; he just needed to get through it and overcome it. But in this place where the smartest people in the world gather, what difference is there between his second son jumping in and a pig or a dog on a chopping board?
Fortunately, there is this grand-nephew, a living literary star who has been the top scholar in the imperial examinations three times. With him around, things should be peaceful.

The old man had been worried that his second son would get arrogant after his promotion, but when he called him, he heard him eating dog meat, which put his mind at ease.

Such scoundrels can't cause much trouble.

It's safe.

After settling down, the old man stopped thinking about his second son and focused only on his new wife's well-being and childbearing.

However, Teacher Li is in Pengcheng and won't be returning to Shazhou for the Spring Festival this year, making the old man's place seem much quieter.

Originally, Uncle Zhang Zhengwen said that they would spend the New Year together, but in the end, because it was the first time Zhang Da'an wanted to spend the New Year alone, the old man accompanied Zhang Da'an this year.

It was a bit of a ritual, even though there was only one person on the household registration book. This time, I celebrated the New Year as the head of the family.

"Hey Zhang An, are you thinking of finding that little maid in your room to be your wife?"

"Looking for my ass."

"..."

The old man was silent for a moment, then said, "Whatever you want, whatever you think is right now. But don't think I'm old and talkative. Since that young girl is with you, take good care of her, whether you ask for more or less. My demands aren't too high, are they?"

"I know." "Okay."

Nodding, Zhang Qihong stopped dwelling on the matter.

He couldn't be bothered with the trivial matters between men and women.

He had thought about it before. Now that the "God of Literature" had come to the Zhang family, he couldn't be perfect, outstanding in everything, and without any flaws. How could others live?
It shortens one's lifespan.

So the old man was quite happy during the last few days of the twelfth lunar month. After all, the nanny Shi Yelu was known as "Little Xi Shi" (a famous beauty in ancient China), and everyone who saw her said that there was no one else like her in the world.

It wasn't until Wang Douyan, another nanny who worked for Zhang Da'an at the villa in the city, came over that the aunts and uncles of Wuxing Village said again: "You can't find a third girl as pretty as her in the world."

It wasn't until Yang Xuehua, the nanny who cleaned Zhang Da'an's private suite in "Zhuangyuanlou," arrived that the aunts and uncles of Wuxing Village finally shut up. They were afraid that if they said they couldn't find a fourth girl as pretty as her in the world, yet another one would appear.

There's no point in celebrating the New Year then; my son still hasn't found a wife, I'm so anxious.

The old man had met Wang Douyan before, having eaten in the city and become familiar with the place, but this was the first time he had seen Yang Xuehua, the young girl.

"How could there be another one?"

"Hey, Qiu Jianmin introduced her. She's the granddaughter of his old comrade-in-arms. She's from Luzhou. Her family had a bit of an accident, and there aren't many people left in the family."

Hearing Zhang Da'an say it was an accident, not a mishap, the old man looked like he'd seen a ghost, turning his head with a puzzled expression: "This Xiao Wang, I remember you said he was introduced by Liu Jingbo from Mazhou? And his hometown is in the north."

"Yes, it's from Liu Jingbo's secretary's hometown. His secretary got into Jiangning Normal University and was assigned to Mazhou as a teacher. Then, by chance, she became his secretary. And Xiao Xiangzi, Grandpa, do you remember her?"

"Oh, I know, the principal of Ma Chau School. Was he originally from Xilai Town?"

Yes. They were together.

"Could they be here to spy on you?"

The old man was quite vigilant, but after the Korean War, it wasn't unusual for him to be constantly hunting down spies.

In the past, in Wuxing Village, balloons would occasionally fall from Ryukyu, containing things like candy and cookies, as well as slogans for a counterattack.

The old man thought the chocolate was quite delicious...

They still haven't forgotten about it after all these years, and back then they even had a strong argument, saying that they were just licking the sugar coating clean and then firing back with cannonballs, which was perfectly reasonable.

In the end, nothing much happened, and he actually quite enjoyed his time at the fertilizer plant.

"So what if it's surveillance? What's there to be afraid of? Liu Jingbo has been in this business for so many years and he's still stuck in the same place. He has no hope of climbing the ladder. As soon as I came, he had one. But he would still think that we were partners. Now, he definitely won't have that thought anymore."

"Why? Tell me."

Zhang Qihong was just curious, and also wanted to brag to his old buddies that the number of older people in the village had been decreasing in recent years, especially his great-grandfather's generation, there were not many left.

However, those who survived were all quite long-lived. The younger ones were 93 years old, and the older ones were 103 years old. Moreover, they were healthy and free from illness. They could pick an eggplant or loofah, stir-fry it on the stove, and never misread the amount of salt or sugar.

The old man used to not care how long he lived. He felt that he had lived a fulfilling life, killing many people and saving many others, and that he had done right by his ancestors and descendants.

Things are different now. Seeing his grand-nephew about to break through the atmosphere and even take his second son with him, he has to learn to take care of his health and prolong his life.

My mindset has completely changed.

"Why? The reason is very simple. Liu Jingbo wouldn't dare to utter a word if he just looked at Uncle. He needs to get promoted first, and then climb the ranks to be at the same level as Uncle. Even if he gets promoted, there are only about three thousand people like him nationwide. There are probably less than a million at the same level. There aren't even a hundred thousand people at Uncle's current level."

Zhang Da'an smiled and lit a cigarette for the old man, but Zhang Qihong refused, saying, "I have a little girl at home." He simply put the cigarette away and sighed, "That's really impressive. Out of over a billion people, there aren't even a hundred thousand like him. Back in my army, he'd at least be a regimental commander... a brigade commander? A deputy brigade commander? Damn... that's really something. Zhang Dong, that bastard, still has such good fortune; he's better off than me, his father."

"Haha, without you, Grandpa, where would Uncle be?"

"Yeah, hahaha..."

The smug old man burst into laughter, but then he realized what he meant. "That's exactly what you said. Liu Jingbo from Mazhou doesn't dare to talk back to you. It's good enough if he doesn't bow and scrape. If someone in my old unit were to be promoted one, two, three, four, or five ranks, I don't know how many American devils would have to come to get to that level."

The old man, in a good mood, felt that this year's New Year was absolutely perfect, without the slightest flaw.

It doesn't matter if my son and bride aren't around for the New Year; we'll just have a nice meal at my nephew's house this year anyway.

So he ordered a dish that included abalone, sea cucumber, shark fin, and fish maw, as well as lobster and crab—all the delicacies expected at a wedding banquet.

You want to ask why?
The old man thought that even if he lived to be a thousand years old, he probably wouldn't be able to attend his nephew's wedding.

Without wedding wine, how can there be a wedding banquet?
Why not arrange a good meal early on, and satisfy your craving in advance?

He even felt that three nannies might not be enough; wouldn't three be "one short"?

In local Mahjong, four people are still required to start a game.

Despite finding it somewhat absurd, the old man firmly believed that these three were definitely not enough.

Like the old man, Shi Yelu, also known as "Little Xi Shi," never expected that they would spend the Spring Festival together in the countryside this year.

It's so bad!

Wang Douyan's "Hami Melon" and Yang Xuehua's, even in down jackets, are clearly not inferior to her...

(End of this chapter)