Rebirth He Yuzhu stays away from troubles

The setting sun used its faint light to cover the earth with a thin layer of golden gauze. Old Lei saw that the septic tank was almost finished, when an unreasonable middle-aged lady came out and blocked the way, shouting and cursing. It seemed that the "cultural transport officer" could do nothing with her.

Lao Lei, who has made a living from this business all his life, didn't say a word to her. He walked up to a "literary worker" and whispered something to him. Then, the "literary worker" whispered a few words to the other one and walked out of the courtyard.

In the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, Director Wang from the Street Office came with several staff members, and the "cultural organizer" who had gone out followed behind them, sweating profusely.

Director Wang of the Subdistrict Office looked at the crowds of people gathered in the middle courtyard to watch the excitement, so he said slowly: "So many people are watching the excitement! It's a good opportunity for me to popularize some knowledge for everyone. In the future, if anyone wants to renovate, remodel, or repair their home... remember to register and apply at the Subdistrict Office Housing Management Office."

"The residents of this courtyard! Most of them are arranged by the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and the street. Everyone's house belongs to the state, and private construction is absolutely not allowed."

"Everyone knows what happened to the He family. Before repairing He Yuzhu's house, he had already reported to the street office and applied for it. The workers who worked at the He family all had work permits issued by the street office, and the septic tank also had a construction permit issued by the street office's housing management office."

After Director Wang finished explaining to everyone, he looked at Jia Zhang and asked rudely, "Jia Zhang, I should remember very clearly that the east wing of the middle courtyard where you live now should have been allocated to you by the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, right?"

"This house belongs to the Red Star Steel Mill and the country. What do you mean by shouting and screaming here..."

After the founding of the People's Republic of China, Director Wang of the Street Office experienced the Military Control Commission and the Street Office assisted in catching enemy spies. Now we are in the "Cultural Movement" period. She still has great prestige among the masses. When Jia Zhang saw Director Wang arriving, she was already throwing a tantrum, but after hearing what she said, she became speechless. She was embarrassed and didn't know whether to leave or respond. She just stood there silently with her head down.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, you are not young anymore. You should not do this anymore. You are wasting everyone's energy and time. Considering that you have several children at home who need someone to take care of them, I will not bother with you this time. Go back quickly!" Director Wang preached to Ms. Jia Zhang in a bad tone.

When Jia Zhang heard what Director Wang said, she quickly turned around and rushed into the Jia family and closed the door. The people in the courtyard also understood the housing knowledge that Director Wang was promoting, and when they saw that there was no more excitement, they left in twos and threes. Director Wang comforted Lao Lei with a few words and left with the staff.

After everyone left, several old masters continued to do the finishing work on the septic tank. The two "wenyun workers" surrounded Lao Lei and thanked him: "Old master, it's a good thing you reminded us today, otherwise if there was any mistake in the construction, we would be punished if the factory knew about it. We will bring you breakfast tomorrow, thank you..."

A few days later, Lao Lei went to see He Yuzhu again to confirm how to build the gate. He Yuzhu's advice was "Try to use nanmu wood, and don't paint it with any color, so as to maintain the original appearance of the wood." Lao Lei did not refute and promised to try his best to complete the task.

Before leaving, Lao Lei hesitated to speak, and finally told He Yuzhu: "After the house is finished in the next few days, it will be air-dried for about 10 days in the cool autumn weather. We should be able to move in before National Day."

He Yuzhu looked at Lao Lei's expression and guessed that it was a matter of money, so he took out another 500 yuan, took Lao Lei's hand, and stuffed it into his pocket, while explaining: "Master Lei, take this money first, and spend the materials and other things. When I come to collect the house, you can calculate it with me in detail. As for labor and wages, it's what it should be. If you charge less, you are looking down on me."

Old Lei looked at He Yuzhu's sincere expression, his eyes were a little wet, he silently took the money, and thanked him softly: "Deputy Director He, you are a good person. If you need our Lei family's words in the future, just let us know..."

At night, Liang Ladi, He Daxiang and He Dalin returned to the guesthouse and were very happy knowing that they would be able to go back home in a dozen days. When He Yuzhu told the two brothers that they would each have their own room, the whole room was filled with the cheers of the two brothers. He Danan, who was in kindergarten, was standing next to them, and although she didn't understand much, she also joined in the fun and laughed foolishly.

Here, the He family was happy, but Liu Haizhong's family, who had returned to the courtyard and no longer had to go to the cowshed to be criticized, was indeed in a sad atmosphere. Liu Haizhong could not accept that "the 8th-level worker who had worked hard for decades was demoted to a 7th-level worker; he could not accept that he could no longer be the head of the courtyard, and even lost the position of "teaching soldier" team leader that was pushed up by his disciples..."

In the darkness of the night, Liu Haizhong looked at the faint light flickering in Xu Damao's house opposite. It was as if he saw a lighthouse in the darkness. He suddenly became energized and felt that he had a chance to become a leader.

Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu were awakened from their sleep. The two brothers put on their clothes reluctantly, but after Liu Haizhong whispered everything to them, the two brothers, who had the bloodline of the Liu family as officials, immediately perked up and their eyes lit up.

Liu Haizhong kept whispering, and the two brothers took turns recording. After nearly two hours of writing, the three of them finally completed the first draft of the report. After Liu Haizhong checked it, he asked Liu Guangtian to copy it into a formal report.

The "Literary Movement" was in full swing, which aroused the deepest desires in people's hearts. They took advantage of each other's misfortunes, exposed and betrayed each other, and even private words and deeds could be used as evidence to convict people of crimes. During this period, even a small storm could rise without any wind. Moreover, the Liu family father and son believed that they had solid evidence in their hands. They were sure that someone in the Liu family would become a high-ranking official this time.

On the second day, Liu Haizhong got up early and dressed himself neatly. He even put on the Zhongshan suit that he had only worn during the Chinese New Year and changed into new shoes.

Director Li, who came to work at the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, saw a fat man blocking the door of his office from a distance. When he got closer, he saw that it was Liu Haizhong. Director Li thought, "After all, Liu Haizhong is an old master with 8th-level forging skills. No matter how unpopular he is, we can't ignore him." He suppressed his displeasure and asked in a bad tone, "Liu Haizhong, why are you blocking my office door so early in the morning?"

"Director Li, let's go in and talk. I promise that this matter will make you proud. If I lie to you, I will get out of the steel mill..." Liu Haizhong said in a flattering manner, with a look of great confidence.

During this "literary movement", many people would report and expose each other, so Director Li was unsure about Liu Haizhong and asked him to follow him into the office. After entering the office, Director Li did not even sit down, but stood and asked impatiently: "Liu Haizhong, hurry up and talk, I have a meeting later."

Liu Haizhong didn't care about Director Li's attitude. He took a step forward and approached Director Li. He lowered his voice and asked, "Director Li, have you forgotten Lou Bancheng? Have you forgotten Lou Bancheng's son-in-law Xu Damao?" Seeing the gleam in Director Li's eyes, Liu Haizhong hurriedly took out the report materials from his arms and handed them to Director Li.

"Is what you wrote true? Are they in contact? Are there gold bars at home?..." Although Director Li was surprised, he was actually a little suspicious of Xu Damao. After all, he had touched lard, so his hands would be greasy. What's more, Xu Damao had been married to Lou Xiao'e for several years.

“This…that…” Liu Haizhong kept the secret.

Director Li saw that Fatty Liu was just asking for benefits, so he promised in a kind tone: "If it is true, I can report to the higher authorities to restore you to the 8th grade position; if you are really sure, I will write you a note to restore your position as the leader of the "Wenyun" team in the forging workshop first."

Liu Haizhong saw that the time was almost right, and he kept nodding and bowing, promising and swearing. He took Director Li's note and went straight to the forging workshop to gather people. After all, Liu Haizhong was a master forger with many apprentices. With Director Li's note, he quickly gained everyone's trust and gathered nearly 20 people.

Liu Haizhong divided his troops into two teams: he sent one of his apprentices to lead a team with six "literary mobilization personnel" to the Propaganda Department to arrest Xu Damao; he personally led more than ten "literary mobilization personnel" to the Xu family in the courtyard...