Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen

"Director, you're too polite. Completing national tasks is our responsibility and obligation. It's what we should do. No matter how we plan, it will be useless. We have to confront them head-on. There will be such problems again when we deliver goods next time. Only when we scare them and eliminate them, can our road be truly smooth," said Zhang Dabao.

"Da Biao is right, this is the thinking of our workers in the new era," said Li Huaide on the side.

"Minister Shi wants to see you. Shall we go there this morning?" Yang Weihua asked Zhang Dabao.

"Any time is fine" What can Zhang Dabiao say? Should he let the leader wait for your time?

"Let's go and let Minister Shi see the demeanor of the workers at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. Huaide will go with us." Yang Weihua and the other two went downstairs and headed straight for the Ministry of Machinery Industry.

"Are you Zhang Dabao? Well done. I heard from Huaide that Wu Liheng is your team leader?" Deputy Minister Shi shook Zhang Dabao's hand cordially.

"Commander, Commander Wu is very good to us. Before he retired, I was the company commander of the third company of the second battalion in the regiment," said Zhang Dabao.

"I have led this unit. At that time, Wu Liheng was not yet 20 years old, and Huaide was still working as a clerk in the company. How many years have passed?" Deputy Minister Shi said to Zhang Dabao, recalling the past.

"Da Biao, Deputy Minister Shi was our former political commissar. After we captured the capital, he also participated in local construction. After hearing about you and Niu Kewu, he became particularly interested and wanted to hear you talk about the battle," said Li Huaide.

"Commander, this is what happened. When Niu Kewu and I were refueling in Zhangjiakou, we felt that someone was watching us, so we discussed in the car and worked out a method to lure the enemy..." Zhang Dabao briefly recounted the battle.

"Da Biao, it's a pity that you left the army. I also called Wu Liheng. You were injured while saving people. You are a good seedling with affection, courage and strategy. You are really..." Deputy Minister Shi sighed heavily.

"Weihua and Huaide, leaders must make the best use of people and resources. Cadres like Zhang Dabao should be given important positions," the deputy minister said to Yang Weihua and Li Huaide.

"Leader, our factory office has discussed this and decided that Zhang Dabao and Niu Kewu will both be promoted to deputy positions in their respective departments. They will also be given corresponding material rewards," said Yang Weihua.

"Now all the leaders of the ministry say that you, Yang Weihua, are young, mature and conservative in your work. The steel rolling mill you have led has been lukewarm over the years, without any progress. Do you know why? It's because you are conservative in your thinking. Weihua, you can't be blind in running a business, but you can't stand still either. You are far worse than Lou Weihua," the deputy minister criticized Yang Weihua.

"Commander, I still have a headache sometimes. It's good to be a deputy. I can get more salary without doing any work," Zhang Dabao advised.

"Yang Weihua, no matter how good the soldiers you lead, they will be like you, decadent and without any enterprising spirit. How old is Zhang Dabao? He is just in his twenties, but he speaks like an old man. How do you employ people?" Deputy Minister Shi criticized Yang Weihua again.

"Commander, it was me who stopped the factory director from promoting Zhang Dabao above his level, because Zhang Dabao is my cousin's nephew and I was afraid that others would say he has nepotism," Li Huaide also spoke up to excuse Yang Weihua.

"You are just seeking fame and reputation! You were like this when you were a clerk and a staff officer. You haven't changed at all in all these years. Who would say anything? Who can two people annihilate forty people? Can you and Yang Weihua do it? You are the one who is afraid of what others will say. You two are so timid. As the director and deputy director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, can you do a good job in the factory?" Deputy Minister Shi shifted his focus and scolded Li Huaide.

"Zhang Dabao and Niu Kewu will definitely be among the top ten employees of the department this year. The commendation will not be made public, mainly to protect them. The same goes for you. Don't make your deeds public. Enemy spies are still rampant now. You should go back and handle the affairs of the steel mill yourselves. If you don't handle them well, I will still scold you." After scolding the two men, Deputy Minister Shi warned them again after his anger subsided.

The three men came out of the department and got in the car. Yang Weihua and Li Huaide smiled at each other and wiped their sweat at the same time.

"The factory director and leaders are reporting on their work, so don't call me because I'm not at the right level," said Li Huaide.

"Your rank is not high enough, but you can share the firepower. I am several years older than you. I am so old, and I am still being scolded. Do you have the nerve to listen and watch?" Yang Weihua said.

"Can't I cheer you on in my heart?" Li Huaide said.

"You work six more hours and go back to hold the factory director's meeting. Let Da Biao go back and rest first," said Yang Weihua.

Chapter 139 Return to the Courtyard

Li Huaide suddenly remembered that Zhang Dabao had brought back two horses, so he asked.

"Da Biao, what do you do with your horse?"

"I haven't thought about it yet. I'll just send him to my hometown and let my sixth brother and others take care of him. It's also okay to send him some goods or something," said Zhang Dabao.

"It's not raining now, what can the village have? It's better to let your sixth brother go to the street-level coal factory to deliver coal with a horse-drawn carriage than to keep one at home. You can bring your own horses and carriages and deliver coal to units or users at their homes. You can earn dozens of yuan a month. What kind of goods can you deliver to their homes?" Li Huaide said.

"That makes sense. I'll go back and ask my aunt to introduce me to the manager of the coal plant." Zhang Dabia felt that what Li Huaide said made sense.

"I just need to call the manager of the Red Star Coal Plant, and then call the Xiangyang Street Coal Plant. You go back to your hometown and get two horse-drawn carriages, and call four people. They can have two people in one carriage. It's definitely better than farming." It has to be said that Li Huaide has a good sense for economics.

"Uncle, I have some local specialties in my car. I'll take one portion for my aunt, and you can divide the rest among the factory director, section chief You, section chief Hu, and Uncle Xing," said Zhang Dabao.

"Okay, I'll send someone to deliver the one for your cousin as well. She's in a bad mood right now and just scolded me yesterday. If you go there, you'll definitely get scolded too," said Li Huaide.

"No need, I can go by myself. I'll bring my girlfriend with me, so my aunt will definitely not scold me. And my luggage and two semi-automatic trucks are in the car. Ask someone to return them to me," said Zhang Dabia.

"You have a girlfriend?" Li Huaide was surprised.

"Yes, He Yuzhu's sister is also from our courtyard. I will find time to bring her to visit your home," Zhang Dabao continued.

"Then you won't be scolded, but Qiao Yongqian might be beaten. Zhou Tian's family introduced another girl to him. I heard from my cousin that the two had a quarrel in the restaurant, and my cousin was so angry that she wanted to beat him up at that time," said Li Huaide with a smile.

The two men sent Zhang Dabao to the street in front of the gate of No. 95 courtyard. After returning, Zhang Dabao looked around and saw that there was no one around, so he carried a few pounds of smoked meat, horse meat and millet and went into the courtyard.

"Dabao is back from a business trip." At the gate of the hospital, Zhang Dabao met Aunt Yang Ruihua, whose smile was somewhat awkward.

"I'm back. Did you solve the problem? This is a specialty I brought back from my business trip. Please talk to him about it." Zhang Dabao pointed to what he was holding.

After he said this, Yang Ruihua didn't know how to respond and could only smile awkwardly again.

When they came to the backyard, Qin Jingru was accompanying Xiaodang to practice walking. She tied a scarf around Xiaodang's waist. Xiaodang walked in front, and she pulled the other end of the scarf from behind to prevent Xiaodang from falling.

"Xiaodang" Zhang Dabiao saw Xiaodang squatting down and opened his arms. Xiaodang saw that it was Zhang Dabiao who came back, and walked towards Zhang Dabiao with a smile. When she got to Zhang Dabiao, Zhang Dabiao picked her up.

"Seventh Uncle" Qin Jingru greeted him and lowered her head a little shyly.

"Jingru, please fry some smoked pork. We'll have it together at noon today. I brought some millet for Xiaodang. This is the millet that was used as tribute in the past. I heard it is very nutritious." Zhang Dabao gave the food in his hand to Qin Jingru, and left with Xiaodang in his arms.

Qin Jingru and Zhang Dabao ate smoked meat and drank millet porridge together. Xiaodang also ate an egg. After the meal, Qin Jingru took Jia Dang away, and Zhang Dabao closed the door and began to catch up on his sleep.

Around four o'clock in the afternoon, the factory sent someone to deliver his luggage, bacon and other things. Zhang Dabao took the things and when he looked up, he saw Jia Dongxu standing there.

"Are you stupid?" Zhang Dabao asked Jia Dongxu.

"Seventh Uncle, I was wondering why the factory sent you gifts? I have worked in the factory for so many years, and no one has ever sent me anything. My master is an eighth-level worker, and he never sent me anything either," said Jia Dongxu.

"I bought this myself. Who the hell gave it to me as a gift? Does the factory owe you something? You've been a first-level worker for seven years. Does the factory want to keep the longest record for first-level workers just to thank you? Use your brain to think about it. Forget it, you don't have a brain," said Zhang Dabao.

"I have a brain, Uncle Seven, what kind of meat is this?" Jia Dongxu saw horse meat and bacon.

"As for horse meat, wait for Zhuzi to come back and ask him to help cook it. After it's cooked, you can take a few pounds home. The meat has some fibers and is a bit rough. It won't taste good without any seasoning," said Zhang Dabao.

"Seventh Uncle, what is fiber?" Jia Dongxu asked again.

"Dongxu, wait for Teacher Yan to come back after school, set up a table and invite him to teach you again. You didn't lay a good foundation in elementary school. I'm just your uncle, not your teacher, and I can't answer so many questions for you." Zhang Dabao almost hit Jia Dongxu.

"I won't invite him. This little bit of meat is not enough for him to eat. Besides, his family member Jie Cheng has reported you." Jia Dongxu knew the distance.

"Cut the meat, soak it in cold water, and wait for Zhuzi to come back and call me," said Zhang Dabao.

After instructing Jia Dongxu, Zhang Dabao sat down on a chair at the door and started drinking tea.

He Yuzhu came back early and started cooking meat with Jia Dongxu.

When "Seventh Uncle" Bang Geng smelled the aroma of meat, he knew that Zhang Dabao had returned, and started barking as soon as he entered the backyard.

"Dongxu, you are really not as smart as Banggeng. As soon as he smelled the meat, he knew I was back, but as soon as you saw the meat, you wondered why it was not sent to you? How high is your position in the steel mill? Don't you have any idea at all?" Zhang Dabao said.

Jia Dongxu didn't say anything either, just laughed awkwardly twice.

"Seventh uncle, my grandmother said that my father has brought shame to our Jia family. She doesn't dare to say at work that she is Jia Dongxu's mother because others will laugh at her," Banggeng said to Zhang Dabao.

"Why are they making fun of your grandma?" Zhang Dabao asked Banggeng.

"Because my dad is lazy, greedy, and has poor skills. He is just like Guo Fu in our class. He is not obedient at all and is a bad boy," said Bang Geng.

"Jia Geng, shut up!" Jia Dongxu got angry, stood up and pointed at Bang Geng and started yelling.

"What Banggeng said is wrong? Jia Dongxu, you have been in the factory for so many years, and Youfu can't even hold his head up because of you. Even an old eighth-level official like Yi Zhonghai has no face. Did we blame you wrongly?" Zhang Cuihua also came to the backyard.

Chapter 140 Return to Zhangjia Village

Jia Dongxu knew that he had not performed well at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. When his mother said this, he instantly lost his temper and started putting firewood into the stove.

"Don't learn from your father," Zhang Cuihua said to her grandson.

"I don't want to learn from my father. I want to learn from my great-uncle and become a factory manager," said Banggeng.

"Banggeng, didn't you plan to be a third-level worker when you grew up? Why did you change your ambition?" He Yuzhu asked.

"There are many third-level workers in the factory, but not many factory directors. The factory directors are so powerful and have cars. When I had the car, I would take my grandma back and forth and never let her walk at all," said Bang Geng.

"You are really a good grandson of your grandma, but you have to let your grandma walk for a while, otherwise she won't be able to get into the car door," said Zhang Dabao.

"Why?" Bang Geng asked.

"She's so fat that she can't even get in. Banggeng, you're so stupid. Look how fat my aunt is now. If you don't let her walk, won't she get even fatter?" Jia Jingshu told Banggeng the answer.

There were quite a few people at the backyard door, and they laughed loudly.

"Mom, you are really a little fat. You should eat less in the future. It's good for your health," Jia Dongxu advised.

"Damn it, did I eat your food? Do I need you to tell me?" Zhang Cuihua was already a little embarrassed and annoyed, and when she heard Jia Dongxu say that again, she had a place to vent her anger. She slapped Jia Dongxu and sent him to the central courtyard.

"Dongxu, did you make your mother angry again?" Yi Zhonghai was resting at the door after dinner. He had not been to work during this period because of a broken leg, and he had a rare few days of quiet time. Also, because Jia Dongxu promised to take care of him in his old age, he was in a much better mood.

So I ate more and slept better. Yesterday, I looked at myself and found that I had a small belly. Maybe this is what it means to be fat and happy.

"How dare I mess with her? My mother has a very bad temper. She beats me if we disagree with each other. I'm over 20 years old, but she still treats me like a child," Jia Dongxu said to Yi Zhonghai aggrievedly.

"It must be you. You said something your mother didn't want to hear. She is old, so you have to be careful about the way you speak. Is Da Biao back?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"Really? Uncle Seventh brought back horse meat, and Zhuzi is cooking it. I just want my mother to eat less. She is so fat now. Is it good for her health to be fat?" Jia Dongxu said.

"Dongxu, as the saying goes, being obedient is a sign of filial piety. You don't speak with much force in front of your mother, so just say less," Yi Zhonghai advised his apprentice.

"Okay, Master," Jia Dongxu agreed.

At this time, Qin Huairu and He Yushui came back from get off work, and Jia Dongxu returned to the backyard with them.

"Brother Dabiao" He Yushui was very happy to see Zhang Dabiao, but there were too many people here, so she could only call him.

Zhang Dabao smiled and nodded.

Huang Xinsheng came back after Dongxu returned. After coming back, he circled around Zhang Dabao twice. "Xinsheng, why are you like Dongxu, so nervous?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"Brother, are you okay?" Huang Xinsheng must have heard something.

"Of course it's okay, don't worry." Zhang Dabao stood up and patted his shoulder.

Huang Xinsheng was relieved when he saw that Zhang Dabao could walk and thought to himself that he was quite strong.

The meat was cooked. Zhang Dabao tasted it and found it tasted okay. It seems that having cooking skills is good. Zhang Dabao gave about one pound to the Xu family, one pound to Guo Xiaobao, one pound to the Liu Guangtian brothers in the front yard, and one pound to the Niu family. As for the Yan family, I'm sorry, they are not friends now.

After dinner, Zhang Dabao talked to He Yushui for a while and told her that he planned to take her to visit her aunt's house on Sunday, which made He Yushui happy and nervous.

The next morning, Zhang Dabao rode his motorcycle back to Zhangjia Village.

Now there is still no rain in the fields, and the land has been turned over, but crops cannot be planted. The village chief Zhang Zhiling is particularly anxious, and of course the villagers are even more anxious, because if they cannot plant crops, there will be no harvest, and if there is no harvest, there will be no food, and everyone will starve to death.

Zhang Dasen’s wife was very ill and had blisters on her mouth. Zhang Dasen was also anxious, but not as anxious as his wife.