Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

In fact, Zheng Yilin did not return to Sijiu City today. He returned a long time ago, but he did not go home. He went out to fool around.

After returning from the army, Zheng Yilin was as happy as a wild dog that had broken free from its reins.

If Old Man Yang hadn’t come back and said that Zheng Yilin was on vacation, Old Man Zheng would still be kept in the dark.

This is also another important reason why Old Man Zheng was angry.

Old man Zheng took out the powerful weapon, the gun belt, which proved that he could no longer suppress his anger. If this thing hits his body, it will be like a five-pointed star.

"Dad, what are you doing? Are you going to beat me as soon as I come back?" Zheng Yilin reacted quickly. He jumped up, dropped the watermelon in his hand, and hid behind a stool.

"I'm going to beat you to death!" Old man Zheng's eyes were blazing with fire. He didn't explain at all and just beat him.

Zheng Yilin immediately shrank his head, feeling a chill on his head: "Dad, are you serious?"

(Landlord: Oh, A-Jen, are you serious?)

More than ten minutes later, Zheng Yilin knelt on the ground with a bruised face and nose, not daring to move.

Old man Zheng was still angry when Zheng Yishan came back.

Zheng Yishan was used to seeing his younger brother being beaten. He poured a cup of tea for his father and took a big gulp of cold water in one breath.

Zheng Yishan knew what could attract the old man's attention. He sat opposite the old man and said, "Dad, let me tell you something. There is a purchaser in the logistics department of Peking University. He asked me for a fleet to buy pumpkins, fruits and other supplies. He actually wanted a truck to transport them, saying that pumpkins are very big, and each weighs dozens of kilograms. Isn't this funny..."

Zheng Yilin looked at his elder brother with gratitude, thinking that his savior had come.

But unexpectedly, when Old Man Zheng heard this, he got angry again. He pulled out his belt and hit Zheng Yilin on the back several times.

"Ouch~~~"

Zheng Yilin was beaten so hard that he screamed, "Dad, my brother came to talk to you about work, why did you beat me?"

Zheng Yishan was confused. Yes, we were talking about work, why did you beat him?

Of course they didn't know that it was Pumpkin who did the bad thing.

After beating up the second brother, Old Man Zheng was not polite to the first brother. He shouted, "You are just a frog in a well. What's wrong with a few dozen kilograms of pumpkin? Didn't you read the newspaper? You think it's impossible?"

"No, why are you coming towards me?" Zheng Yishan was even more confused.

"Okay, I won't go after you. I'll let both of you see it today." Old Man Zheng went out personally and brought the big pumpkin in from the car. "Open your dog eyes and take a look. Aren't there pumpkins weighing dozens of kilograms? What is this? Let me tell you, there are even bigger pumpkins than this one.

"And this, little tomato, have you ever seen it before? If you haven't seen it, does it mean it doesn't exist?"

The pumpkin was so big that Zheng Yishan was stunned.

Looking around the pumpkin, Zheng Yishan murmured, "It turns out that what Lin Huyang said is true, but where can I buy this pumpkin..."

Lin Huyang was very careful and did not reveal Zeng Wangcai, but Old Man Zheng knew.

When Old Man Zheng turned around, he found that one of the tomatoes was missing and the missing one was in the second child's mouth.

"Hey, you know what, it tastes good..." Zheng Yilin smacked his lips and said, "Dad, where did it come from..."

Snapped!

Old Man Zheng slapped Zheng Yilin on the face and said, "Eat, eat, eat. All you know is to eat. This is grown by Zeng Wangcai. The entire first platoon of the Special Operations Department will receive a second-class collective merit for this. Zeng Wangcai will receive a second-class individual merit, and Xie An will receive a third-class individual merit.

"Farming can also be a meritorious service. Do you regret it?"

"what?"

Zheng Yilin could never have imagined that he had been away from the first row for a short time and the row made such a big commotion, and that farming could really be a meritorious service.

It would be a lie to say that he had no regrets. All Zheng Yilin wanted was to make meritorious contributions and to continue to move up in the career ladder.

He had long envied his friends who were rising in military rank.

"Dad, you said this pumpkin was grown by Zeng Wangcai? No wonder Lin Huyang swore that he could purchase the supplies." Zheng Yishan finally understood, "I will approve the car for him tomorrow..."

However, Old Man Zheng's mind was no longer here. He squatted down in front of the second son and said in a deep voice, "You will return to the army tomorrow. I have already made an agreement with your uncle Yang that you will be a soldier in the future. When you have become a good soldier, figured it out, and are qualified, we can talk about other things."

"Ah?" Zheng Yilin was dumbfounded. "Dad, I'm your biological son. It would be fine if you didn't give me convenience like other families do, but why did you trip me up and keep pushing me to the end?"

"I don't care what other people do, this is how my family is!" Old Man Zheng said sternly, "If you can't figure it out and can't change it, you'll be a soldier for the rest of your life."

Zheng Yilin then realized that the old man was serious. When asked if he regretted it, he definitely regretted it, and he regretted it very much. His goal was to get promoted quickly, at least to the level of colonel.

Therefore, he felt that it was absolutely impossible to achieve this by farming. The first time Zeng Wangcai became a platoon leader by relying on this, he had already reached the top. When Zeng Wangcai reclaimed wasteland, he began to think about leaving.

Now he is gone, but the first platoon of the special operations team has made a great contribution, a collective achievement.

......

Two Jiefang trucks were driving on the road. Zhang Xiuzhi was the passenger in the front car, and she was giving directions. The car behind was carrying Lin Huyang and Huang Liang.

Halfway through the journey, one of the cars suddenly broke down and the water started boiling.

While waiting for the driver to fix the car, Lin Huyang squatted on the ground with a piece of grass in his mouth: "Sister Xiuzhi, do you think it's too much for me to bring two cars?"

Zeng Wangcai only asked him to drive there, but did not specify how many cars he had to drive, so Zheng Yishan gave him two Jiefang trucks.

As long as it can be loaded, one Jiefang truck can easily carry 10,000 kilograms, and two trucks can carry 20,000 kilograms.

"Let's talk about it when we get there!" Zhang Xiuzhi said, "He didn't say anything on the phone."

Communication is now convenient as there is a telephone at the base. Zhang Xiuzhi called Zeng Wangcai before leaving.

At this time, the base was bustling with activity.

After the sweet potatoes were dug, the 208th Regiment withdrew, and the division logistics department brought in half a battalion of troops to help with the subsequent harvest.

In addition to sweet potatoes, the pumpkins have not been harvested yet. Old Man Yang has already given an order that the pumpkins must be harvested after they are ripe.

The cherry tomatoes began to turn red in large areas, and people were needed to pick them every day and take them away.

There are also soybeans, potatoes, etc., not to mention the peanuts, cucumbers, etc. in the vegetable garden, the quantity is much smaller than that of crops.

The director of the division's logistics department followed Zeng Wangcai and pleaded with him like a young wife: "Platoon Leader Zeng, my great platoon leader Zeng, why are you killing pigs? These are all treasures."

The second squad leader Yu Tie was holding a knife and staring at a big fat pig in the pigpen.

The Zeng Wangcai today is no longer the Zeng Wangcai before he went to participate in the training. He has become famous in the military region, and everyone in the region knows him.

The order has not come down yet. The fact that the Special Operations Team's first platoon has made meritorious service has been confirmed, but there is no conclusion on how to deal with the supplies or how to arrange their future work.

"Minister Liu, look carefully. There were originally 53 pigs in the pig pen, but now there are 55. Two of them were caught by my second uncle and I these days." Zeng Wangcai said as he stood by the pig pen. "The commander said that these do not belong to the army. The chickens next door also do not belong to the army. I am just helping my fellow villagers kill pigs and chickens. I am not violating discipline."

What was agreed upon at the beginning was that as long as we could complete the task of producing 10,000 kilograms in a month, it would be fine. As for what to use as supplies, that was not specified.

If the excess part is obtained by Zeng Youhuo and others, the troops can purchase it if they want it.

However, this verbal promise has not been carried out for several months because Zeng Youhuo has no time to do it himself during this period.

Zeng Wangcai is now going to slaughter pigs and chickens. In addition to entertaining his brothers, he also wants to remind the logistics department that these things are not all from the military region.

"I worked so hard to set up this plan, so I should get some benefits. I'm just eating and drinking, but you're still complaining here. Aren't you annoying?" Zeng Wangcai complained in his heart.

Without waiting for Liu Youren to continue, Zeng Wangcai shouted, "Yutie, get started. Kill the pig and ten chickens. Tell the cook to prepare some extra food!"

"Yes, platoon leader!" Yu Tie received the order and rushed into the pigpen like a hungry tiger.