The ups and downs of life in the Siheyuan

The more he learned about the events of this period, the heavier Li Yuan felt.

Everyone helped load the car, and the delivery was quickly completed. The car drove out of the scrapyard with black smoke coming from its tail. Li Yuan was depressed throughout the whole process.

"Xiao Li, come and sit down," the stationmaster and Uncle Song laid out the chessboard again, and Uncle Song called out from a distance.

Li Yuan moved a maza and sat next to them.

The webmaster raised his head and glanced at Li Yuan, and said angrily: "Isn't it so scary to just marry a wife?"

"No, I just heard Master Tang talk about the shortage of supplies, and I suddenly felt a little anxious. A few days ago, the newspaper reported that the yield of wheat per mu was 5000 kilograms. Is this credible?"

The webmaster and Uncle Song looked at each other with wry smiles on their faces.

"I have really learned about this. Since the 50s, our country has suddenly made a comprehensive leap from an agricultural society to a large-scale industrial production society.

The shortage of personnel and resources is our shortcoming, especially the lack of technical and management talents is more obvious.

Now that Big Brother has left in anger, this shortcoming has become even more prominent, and many projects have not completed construction and are in urgent need of steel, so we have taken measures to mobilize the masses and give full play to grassroots leadership."

Uncle Song kept arranging the chessboard without saying a word.

"Everyone has gone to make steel, who will farm?" Li Yuan was a bit bookish.

"Okay, we must believe in the country, believe in the party, do our jobs well, and not causing trouble is our greatest contribution."

Seeing that the conversation between the two was becoming more and more sensitive, Uncle Song spoke up to stop it in time.

"Oops! Play chess, play chess. Little Li, go to the warehouse and clean up the dust inside." The stationmaster suddenly woke up and waved his hand to arrange a task for Li Yuan.

He was still depressed at first, but suddenly he figured out, given the general trend of history, what can a little guy like you want to do? What can be changed? Living your life well is the truth.

Li Yuan, whose mind was temporarily clear, walked into the warehouse with a rag.

In addition to some worn-out furniture, there are some old wood beams.

The wood that can be piled here is probably worth a lot.

The warehouse floor had been cleaned in the morning. Li Yuan took the rag to the furniture and wiped it one by one.

In fact, none of these pieces of furniture are complete. They are either missing corners or missing legs. If they were complete, they would have been sold at the flea market long ago.

Although it is missing arms and legs, it is cheap and can be used with a little repair.

While wiping, Li Yuan suddenly remembered that his house was empty, so he wanted to pick some suitable ones. After the house was cleaned up, it would be considered a decent decoration.

After picking for a while, I finally gave up. It was so shabby, and the ones in better condition had already been bought by others.

But a thorn in his heart was that he wanted to go to the flea market when he had time and buy a few sets of suitable furniture.

"Okay, Xiao Yuanzi, it's time to get off work." While wiping, Chen Bing's voice came into the warehouse.

"I know, little soldier."

"You kid, hehehe".

As soon as they entered the courtyard, they heard Yan Fugui greeting them.

"What's the matter, Third Master?" Li Yuan responded with a smile.

Yan Fugui was very satisfied with Li Yuan's attitude. They were both scholars, and he was closer to Li Yuan in his heart.

"Remember to hold a hospital-wide meeting after dinner."

From his memory, he knew that the whole hospital meeting was a tradition in the hospital. When encountering some major issues or disputes in the hospital, the whole hospital meeting would be held to resolve them.

I went home and thought about it. I might as well make a pimple soup, add more cabbage leaves, cut some diced chicken, and forget about the lard. It has a strong smell, so be careful not to be smelled by the third uncle who is short of oil and water.

‘Hey, the system, it would be great if you could sign in for something good. Cooking can eliminate oil fumes. Some mouthwash after the meal will solve the current dilemma,' Li Yuan thought silently in his heart.

After finishing dinner in a hurry, I just took a sip of tea when I heard Yan Jiefang's greeting.

Wrapped up in cotton clothes, tied a scarf around his neck, put a cotton hat on his head, and walked towards the central courtyard.

‘How big is the front yard, do you have to get the middle yard? ! ’, Li Yuan silently cursed.

But when I think about the verandah in the middle courtyard, I feel relieved.

When we came to the middle courtyard, near the main room, a long table had been set up, with long benches on the left and right behind it.

People came to the courtyard one after another, and some children ran wildly on the verandahs and open spaces. The cheers, frolics, and calls for safety were intertwined together, creating a world of fireworks.

The men gathered together to smoke and brag, and the women had begun to chat about their family's shortcomings.

Almost five minutes later, Yan Jiefang and Liu Guangtian looked at each other in the middle courtyard, nodded at each other, and knocked on the first man's window.

Soon the three uncles walked out of the room one after another, with Liu Haizhong leading the way, Yi Zhonghai in the middle, and Yan Fugui last.

He stood behind the table and put the big tea vat on the table. Yi Zhonghai and Yan Fugui sat down one after another. Liu Haizhong looked at the two of them and they nodded.

He turned to everyone and looked around, showing his leadership style.

Li Yuan suppressed his laughter, blurted out the word "good", clapped vigorously with both hands, and the neighbors around him habitually followed suit, and then joined together.

Liu Haizhong stood behind the table, his face flushed, 'This is how it feels, this is how it feels. . . ’, he kept chanting and howling in his heart.

Yi Zhonghai frowned slightly, glanced at Li Yuan meaningfully, and tapped the table with his tea cup.

Liu Haizhong was reminded, so he restrained his expression and suppressed a smile. The contentment on his face still remained.

"Today we are convening a meeting to implement the instructions from our superiors..."

"Ahem..." Yi Zhonghai coughed lightly.

Liu Hai was still satisfied, "Let's ask Lao Yi to explain the details to everyone."

After he sat down, he took a sip of Gao Xiao with satisfaction and felt that he had performed well today. The leaders all talked about the program and the details were read out by the deputy.

Now he feels that Yi Zhonghai has fallen into his words. Although Yi Zhonghai is a great master, he has been demoted to his deputy through his words.

He looked around with satisfaction, saw Li Yuan who was the first to applaud, and secretly made up his mind, "Xiao Li is good, I will take more care of him in the future."

"Thanks to the trust of the street and everyone's support, I, the senior man in the courtyard, have the honor to announce and implement the superior's instructions to everyone..."

A long paragraph of eloquent words, expressed with sincerity and cadence.

The summary means that the subdistricts must also set up steel-making groups. They need everyone's strong support. If there is technology, technology will be produced. If there are materials, materials will be produced. Strength will be provided.

Work hard and work hard, surpass the British and catch up with the Americans.

Finally, it is required that each family needs to send people and schedule the shifts according to the date.

"Okay, please let Lao Yan say a few words."

"This is a great thing. We all need to support national construction."

In this era, everyone's obedience was very high. There was one person in each family, regardless of gender. After a quarrel, a fresh schedule was released. In order to prevent the streets from finding faults, the male to female ratio was controlled at 7:3.

No leave is allowed at that time, and it is everyone's responsibility to support national construction.

The most interesting thing is that the quota reported by the Jia family was actually Qin Huairu, and Jia's mother was determined not to allow Jia Dongxu to ask for leave.

Li Yuan was assigned to the night half a month later. He didn't care, there was only one person anyway, and the night shift was night shift.