Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

When Xu Fugui saw this scene, he was completely confused.

He had just boasted to Zeng Wangcai that the GAZ-69 was not for ordinary people, but then the car stopped in front of Zeng Wangcai;

He just proudly drew a Blue Peony that someone gave him, but Zeng Wangcai quietly took out the filter;

He just thought that Zeng Wangcai came to bring a gift and the so-called teapot was very strange, but it turned out that someone took out a brass teapot from the car.

Xu Fugui recognized the brass teapot in Zeng Wangcai's house because he accidentally thought that the teapot was an antique and deliberately went to Zeng's house to take a look.

Confused Xu Fugui thought to himself, so you really came to this compound to get the teapot, but how come your teapot appeared here?

It doesn't make sense if some big shot here took a fancy to this old item in your house. If he took a fancy to it, would he send it back by car?

Xu Fugui was puzzled about his sister, but he was sure of one thing, Zeng Wangcai really knew a big shot in the hospital.

Try to think about it, what does it mean that the big shot’s driver took the initiative to ask about Zeng Wangcai’s grandmother?

Drivers generally don't speak casually, and what they say does not represent themselves. To some extent, they represent the big shots. The big shots greet Zeng Wangcai's grandmother. Isn't this enough to explain the problem?

"Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you so much, Xiao Zhu." Zeng Wangcai picked up the teapot and said with a smile, "This teapot is our family's treasure. My mother just asked, sorry to bother you... Hey, where is the brown sugar water in this teapot?"

Hearing this, Xu Fugui was extremely upset. This really makes me worried. If this were my son, I would slap him to death. If someone likes your teapot, just give it to them as a gift. But they came back to you and not only did you accept it, you even asked where the brown sugar water inside went.

Isn't this stupid?

Xiao Zhu didn't expect Zeng Wangcai to ask this question: "Brown sugar water? You mean the one in the pot? I drank it. The three leaders are talking now. They said they were thirsty and didn't drink tea. They said it would be a waste if they didn't drink the water. After drinking it, they praised it and said the brown sugar water tasted really good."

Nonsense, brown sugar water alone is delicious, how can it be worse with honey?

Zeng Wangcai smiled awkwardly, hung up the teapot, and took down the net bag: "Xiao Zhu, I was just about to go and thank my uncle, but the guard wouldn't let me in. I asked and he said no one was home. Do you think it would be convenient for me to go and see my uncle now? I want to thank the old man in person. If it's not convenient, can you help me take the things in?"

"It's convenient, convenient. The leader is talking about you. He also said that if grandma wasn't sick, he would like to invite you to talk. You came at the right time. Come in with me, come in, and get in the car." Xiao Zhu put the teapot in the car and then put the gift in the car.

He glanced at Zeng Wangcai's bicycle and pushed it to the guard post vigorously: "Comrade, please keep an eye on this comrade's bicycle and take it when he comes out."

Seeing Zeng Wangcai getting on the car, the shocked Xu Fugui hurriedly ran a few steps and said, "Please help me plead for him and let me in."

At the same time, inside the compound, in the study room of Uncle Zheng's house as Zeng Wangcai mentioned, the three old men who had returned from the river today were sitting together. In front of each of them was a teacup with a lid, and the teacups were filled with the brown sugar water made by Zeng Wangcai's mother.

The study was filled with smoke, and the ashtrays in front of the three old men were full. Old Man Zheng's wife had come to urge them to eat once, but the three men did not move and were still discussing the problem.

Among the three people, Old Man Liu has the highest status and is responsible for the most daily affairs. The other two are a little bit inferior, but not by much.

But it is unreasonable for three busy people to take out one day of their rest time to visit Zeng Wangcai.

But judging from the conduct of these three people, it is very reasonable.

They are the ones who truly care about whether ordinary people live well.

"Well, we've been talking for two hours, what else do you have to say?" Old Man Liu sipped his syrup like he was drinking wine, "I've seen him three times since today, and he's not only good at fishing and hunting, but everyone who follows him can become good. Don't you find it strange?"

It was indeed strange. Zeng Wangcai knew that doing so would arouse other people's suspicion. How could it be such a coincidence that he would always gain something as long as he was related to it?

But Zeng Wangcai is not afraid.

"What's so strange about that? It's best to do as I say." Old Man Wang said anxiously, "We are not afraid of his ability, but we are afraid of his incompetence. Let's get him to my Ministry of Agriculture and I'll give him a commune, whether it's the Maihe Commune where his family lives, or the Red Star Commune I just mentioned, there are ponds, rivers and mountains. Let him go there to do it. I'll give him people and places. We'll give him a discount, and he can produce 500 kilograms of fish every day, which is more than 10,000 kilograms a month. This can solve a big problem."

It's a pity that these big guys are now thinking about arranging things for Zeng Wangcai just for these supplies.

This also indirectly shows that the shortage of materials is becoming more and more serious.

"This doesn't solve the problem at all." Old Man Zheng said, "The big canteens in the countryside are basically in name only. I think it's almost time to disband the canteens. It's not clear when the conclusion will be reached, but I don't think it's appropriate to give Zeng Wangcai to your Ministry of Agriculture. He should come to my Propaganda Department.

"Look, this is what I think. He can write good articles. Let's send him around the country to share his experience so that people from all over the country can learn from him..."

This person’s idea is even bolder, which is to make Zeng Wangcai a benchmark and a star-like presence.

Don’t underestimate this strategy, it is very effective at present, unlike those idols in later generations.

Hearing this, Old Man Liu laughed angrily: "So you two are here just to poach people? If I had known this would happen, I wouldn't have told you two. And Old Zheng, you are too unkind. Just because you drank a little bit of wine, you want to poach our treasures from the First Ministry of Machine Building. That's not okay."

"Old Liu, what you said is not right." Old Man Zheng said righteously, "What do you mean by poaching people? We are considering the overall situation. The most important thing now is food and drink. He is a writer and will not be able to play a role in the First Machine-Building Ministry. He should come to our Propaganda Department and make use of his expertise."

"Bah, Old Zheng, you are showing that greedy face you had in the army before." Old Man Wang got angry and started to bring up the old accounts of the three men in the army during the war years. "Thinking back then, I just asked you to set up a trap in the Third Regiment, and you ran for dozens of miles. But after the battle, you asked for five crooked-handled rifles from our independent regiment..."

The three old men have a deep friendship, largely because of the friendship they formed during the war years and they know each other well.

Precisely because the three of them knew each other well, they did not suspect each other of having selfish motives; they just had different opinions on the arrangements for Zeng Wangcai.

After all, it’s all for a bite to eat.

At this time, Zeng Wangcai had already arrived at Old Man Zheng's house by car. After getting off the car, he followed the driver Xiao Zhu into the house.

Old man Zheng’s house is not a bungalow like the ones in the courtyard. Every house in this courtyard is a separate building with its own entrance and exit, and each household is a family.

However, Zeng Wangcai did not envy Old Man Liu and the others. Old Man Liu and the others had lived well for a few days, but without personal experience, who knew how they fought desperately on the battlefield back then? Who knew if they were in pain all over on rainy days?

He felt that the time was not right for him to move his family into a detached house.

After entering the house, Zeng Wangcai suddenly saw a familiar fat figure: "Hey, Brother Zheng, why are you here?"