Courtyard Houses: From Families of Martyrs and Orphans to Giants of the Times

Early the next morning.

The entire Nanluoguxiang area was in an uproar.

The military region sent people last night.

It can't be hidden at all.

Especially the news of his promotion to First-Class Merit.

In less than a night.

Almost everyone in the surrounding courtyards knew about it.

"Have you heard?"

"Lin Jian'an from courtyard number 95."

"The child from the martyr's family?"

"right!"

"The military region is re-examining the files."

"His father was promoted from Second-Class Merit to First-Class Merit!"

"Really?"

"The military region leaders came in person!"

Holy crap!

Similar discussions.

It can be heard almost everywhere.

And this moment.

In the courtyard house.

Lin Jian'an had just opened the door.

They noticed that many people in the courtyard took the initiative to greet them.

"Jian'an".

Good morning.

"Comrade Jian'an is up?"

Are you busy today?

"..."

Even the way they address each other has changed.

It used to be called Jian'an.

Many people are now calling Jian'an "Comrade".

have to say.

The impact of changes in identity.

It's much bigger than I imagined.

The system notifications kept popping up.

[Intra-hospital prestige increased]

[Increased influence in the surrounding area]

[Gained 50 point]

[Gained 50 point]

Points given away for free.

It felt exceptionally comfortable to hold.

……

Just then.

Yi Zhonghai walked over carrying an enamel mug.

He had a smile on his face.

"Jian'an".

Are you free today?

"What's wrong, Uncle?"

"Notification from the Subdistrict Office."

"I need you to go there this morning."

Ok?

Lin Jian'an's heart skipped a beat.

Subdistrict office?

Could it be related to the repair shop?

really.

A system notification appeared immediately.

[Events related to the detection task]

[Construction progress of Hongxing Repair Station accelerated]

[Recommended to visit]

It seems I guessed right.

Thinking about this...

Lin Jian'an tidied up briefly.

I rode my bicycle to the neighborhood office.

……

at the same time.

Steel rolling mill.

Workshop director's office.

Liu Haizhong was holding a teacup and bragging.

"Let me tell you."

"That kid, Lin Jian'an."

"I even held him when he was little."

"Everyone has to call me Second Uncle."

"The relationship has always been good."

Several coworkers nearby exchanged glances.

His lips twitched slightly.

They have a good relationship?

During the college-wide meeting a while ago.

That's not what you said.

However, no one called them out on it.

After all, it's obvious to everyone.

Liu Haizhong is starting to try and curry favor with others.

Just then.

A worker suddenly ran in.

"director!"

"Something's happened!"

"What is it?"

"The military region has issued a document!"

"what?"

Liu Haizhong was taken aback.

next second.

The document was handed to the table.

After watching it.

He was completely stunned.

Because the document clearly states:

Comrade Lin Jian'an appointed as temporary technical advisor to the military region.

boom!

Liu Haizhong's mind went blank for a moment.

I almost dropped the teacup.

Technical consultant?

military region?

This was completely beyond his comprehension.

To know.

He was a level seven blacksmith.

They were considered influential figures in the factory.

Compared to military region advisors.

They're not even on the same level.

Thinking about this...

He suddenly felt a sense of relief.

Luckily, I didn't offend them too badly before.

Otherwise, it will be awkward when we meet again.

……

the other side.

Subdistrict Office.

Director Wang's office.

"Jian'an is here?"

"Aunt Wang."

"sit."

Director Wang had a big smile on his face.

Now let's look at Lin Jian'an.

The more I look at it, the more satisfied I become.

So young.

They have the technology.

able.

They are descendants of martyrs.

This kind of young person.

The neighborhood should definitely provide key support.

"I called you over today."

There are two things.

"The first thing."

"About the repair station."

talking.

She took out a document.

"After research by the neighborhood committee."

"The decision has been made to formally approve the establishment of the Hongxing Community Repair Station."

boom!

The system immediately issued a notification.

[Task progress increased]

[Hongxing Repair Station: 80%]

[Reward points +300]

really.

We're getting closer and closer to completion.

Director Wang continued:

"but."

"The repair station needs space."

"Your current shop is too small."

"So the neighborhood committee has decided to move you to a different location."

Should we change locations?

Lin Jian'an's eyes lit up slightly.

This is a good thing.

There are simply not enough repair shops available now.

The batch of radios from the supply and marketing cooperative arrived.

It was almost completely piled up.

It will really grow big in the future.

It's simply impossible to fully utilize its capabilities.

Thinking about this...

he asked:

"Where?"

"East Street Intersection"

"Formerly abandoned warehouse."

"The area is over 300 square meters."

boom!

More than 300 square meters!

This is already quite a large scale.

It's even bigger than many small factories.

The system prompt popped up again.

The conditions for building the repair station have been met.

Current progress: 90%

Comfortable.

This was really satisfying.

……

however.

Director Wang hadn't finished speaking.

"The second thing."

"The higher authorities are preparing to establish a selection process for outstanding young technical personnel."

"The neighborhood recommends you participate."

Ok?

Lin Jian'an was slightly taken aback.

Technical expert?

Although I don't know exactly what it's used for.

But the system's response is very direct.

[Testing Important Honors Line]

[Youth Technical Expert Mission Launched]

[Reward: Special Status]

[Reward Level: High]

See here.

Lin Jian'an understood instantly.

This thing has potential.

……

When leaving the neighborhood office.

It was almost noon.

I just rode my bike back to the courtyard house.

They found a large crowd gathered at the entrance.

"What happened?"

"Jian'an is back!"

"Get out of the way!"

The crowd was separated.

next second.

Lin Jian'an was stunned.

Because there was a military green truck parked at the entrance of the compound.

Zhang Jianjun was standing right next to him.

He had a smile on his face.

"Jian'an".

"You've come at the perfect time."

"This is from the military region."

"mine?"

"right."

Done.

Zhang Jianjun waved his hand.

Several soldiers opened the carriage door directly.

next second.

Everyone gasped in shock.

Because inside the carriage.

There was a whole set of professional repair equipment on display.

lathe.

Drilling machine.

Testing instruments.

Electrical tools.

Radio detection equipment.

Everything is available.

"Holy crap..."

Xu Damao couldn't help but swear.

this thing.

It looks valuable.

Moreover, it's not something ordinary people can buy.

Zhang Jianjun said with a smile:

"Equipment phased out by the military region."

"The boss said it'll just gather dust in the warehouse anyway."

"It's better to leave it to the professionals."

"The repair station will be established later."

"It can also play a role."

boom!

This moment.

The entire courtyard was completely quiet.

Because everyone realized one thing.

military region.

They have already started providing substantial financial support to Lin Jian'an.

And at the very top of the system panel.

The progress bar is rising rapidly.

[Hongxing Repair Station Construction Progress: 95%]

[Core testing equipment in place]

[Final Phase Begins]

Please complete the site relocation.

The time is until the maintenance station is officially established.

Only one last step remains.

And just then...

A golden notification suddenly appeared on the system interface.

[Detecting the approach of suspicious individuals]

[Emergence of highly skilled personnel]

[Attention, host]

Lin Jian'an frowned slightly.

I looked up towards the entrance of the alley.

There was a middle-aged man wearing glasses and carrying a briefcase.

They were slowly walking towards the courtyard house.