Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

He Shizhu put the bicycle on Zhang Dabao's car and got on the passenger seat. In the car, he told Zhang Dabao what he had learned from the post office. Zhang Dabao was happy and said, "Old Yi, Old Yi, I'm going to teach you a lesson this time."

When they arrived at the Dongcheng Post Office, Lin Hua prepared meals for them from the internal cafeteria. While eating, they discussed how to deal with the matter.

"Dabao, if you have any ideas, tell us so we can discuss it." Lin Hua saw that Zhang Dabao was still thinking, so he urged him.

"Auntie Lin, if this matter gets blown out of hand, will it affect you?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"A big deal? How big?" Lin Hua didn't quite understand what Zhang Biao said.

"What I mean is, if three of us go to the post office to ask, they may not pay attention to us. But what if we go with thirty people? Will there be people watching? Will the post office intervene? What if the person who goes to ask for money gets injured again? What will the people watching think? Will the post office handle it faster?" Zhang Dabao raised several questions.

"You want to mobilize the masses? This will become a mass incident. It will have no impact on me, but it will have some impact on your aunt. But if you really do this, the director of the Red Star Post Office must be replaced. Who is suitable?" Lin Hua said as he thought.

Zhang Dabao understood what Lin Hua meant and thought it was okay to do it, but he had to tell Wang Xiuqin in advance so that she would be mentally prepared. The occurrence of mass incidents in her jurisdiction was no small matter. It would not be a bad thing for Lin Hua as he could also adjust the director.

"Aunt Lin, I'll say hello to my aunt this afternoon and organize a few friends to go to the Red Star Post Office tomorrow morning to ask for money. You should be prepared in advance. It's not a bad idea for the leaders to go and take a look. If the mass incidents are handled well, it can also add points," Zhang Dabao suggested.

"Da Biao, remember one thing: quit while you are ahead. The organized team must disband when told to disband. You cannot pursue the victory and expand the results. Do you understand?" Lin Hua said after thinking for a while.

"I understand." Zhang Dabao, He Yuzhu and He Yuzhu left the Dongcheng Post Office.

In Zhang Dabao's car, the three of them discussed the specific plan.

Zhang Dabao sent He Yushui back home and took He Yuzhu to find Zhao Chunyan.

"Aunt Zhao, I need your help with something," Zhang Dabao said straight to the point after entering the room.

"Dabao, just tell me if you have anything to say. We are all family, so don't be polite." Zhao Chunyan was now looking forward to Zhang Dabao asking her to do something for him.

"Aunt Zhao, we have received reliable information that the post office has embezzled Brother Zhuzi's money. The two of us are going to ask for it back, but we are afraid that they will ignore us. You should find thirty people to help us at eight o'clock tomorrow morning. I will give five kilograms of rice to each person, and you can give them five kilograms of pork belly," Zhang Dabao stated his request.

"What kind of people do you want?" Zhao Chunyan asked.

"All women are required, no men are allowed. Those who can quarrel are the best. Whoever quarrels the most will be rewarded with two kilograms of meat. But you are not allowed to use your fists, only your mouths. When I say disperse, everyone must leave," Zhang Dabao stated the specific requirements.

"Will Director Wang be happy if we do this?" Zhao Chunyan was a little worried about the official attitude.

"I'll go talk to my aunt later. We dispersed quickly and didn't fight. What could happen? By the way, don't look for anyone from our yard. Dongxu will be working as a postman in the post office next. It will have a bad influence." Zhang Dabao thought of the person who was the number one quarreler on the street. He happened to live in his yard, so he instructed Zhao Chunyan.

"Da Biao, don't worry. Before eight o'clock tomorrow morning, we will divide into two groups and arrive at the gate of the Red Star Post Office. I will lead one team and Liu Chuncao will lead another team. We will gather there." Zhao Chunyan has already started to think about finding people there.

After leaving Zhao Chunyan's house, Zhang Dabao brought He Yuzhu to the street office.

At this time, it was already past three in the afternoon, and Zhang Cuihua and Jia Dongxu had just left the street office.

At 1:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Cuihua and Jia Dongxu arrived at the street office. As soon as the security guard saw Zhang Cuihua, he immediately came out of the door and stopped her.

"Zhang Cuihua, what are you doing here?" You can see that he is a little nervous.

"Is this your place? This is the street office, serving the common people? Can't an ordinary citizen like me come here?" Zhang Cuihua got angry when she saw the guard stopping her.

"What are you doing here?" the guard asked.

"What do I have to say to you? You are just a gatekeeper, how can you be in charge of the affairs of the entire street office? You are very ambitious and want to usurp power?" Zhang Cuihua didn't want to pay attention to him at first, but he came to her house to get scolded, and it seemed she had to scold him.

"I won't let you in unless you tell me." The security guard is also a stubborn guy.

"Can you stop me?" Zhang Cuihua wanted to butt him with her head.

"Mom, we have something important to discuss with our aunt." Seeing that his mother's condition had worsened, Jia Dongxu quickly tried to persuade her.

"What are you arguing about?" Wang Xiuqin saw what was happening at the door through the window and came to the gate.

"Director, is Zhang Cuihua here to cause trouble?" said the security guard.

"Cuihua, what's the matter?" Wang Xiuqin and Zhang Cuihua were quite familiar with each other, but this was the first time she called her like that. Before, she would always call her Jia Zhangshi or Zhang Cuihua loudly, and then add the suffix "What do you want to do?"

"Aunt, I want to ask about the three houses in our backyard." Seeing that Wang Xiuqin was a little scared, Zhang Cuihua immediately put on a pitiful expression and stated her purpose.

"Aunt?" The security guard almost froze. Zhang Cuihua was the director's relative? This was ridiculous. The confidentiality was excellent. Director Wang was indeed someone who had done underground work.

"Aunt" Jia Dongxu also came over to say hello.

"Dongxu is here too, come in. Cuihua, come here and talk nicely, stop making noise, do you hear me?" Wang Xiuqin educated Zhang Cuihua as she walked. Zhang Cuihua nodded repeatedly, which made the security guard's eyes hurt. He thought, this is not the real Zhang Cuihua, it must be fake.

"As for the three rooms of the deaf old lady in the backyard, Da Biao asked you a few days ago. I went to the district to ask. Now the case of the deaf old lady has been resolved. The house she used to live in can be sold, but the price is set. I can't change it. Whoever buys it will pay the same price, eight hundred yuan," said Wang Xiuqin.

"Aunt, Dabiao told me that it would be fine as long as you can sell it to us. We still have some savings at home, and I can ask Dongxu's master to get some more, and it will be almost enough. If there is not enough, Dabiao will make up for it. Now we have three workers in our family, and we earn more money every month, so we don't have to worry about borrowing money anymore," said Zhang Cuihua.

"By the way, has Dongxu reported to the post office?" Wang Xiuqin asked.

"I plan to go tomorrow. Dongxu and I went to the steel rolling mill today to handle the formalities. The work is all thanks to you. Aunt, if you have time, I would like to treat you to a meal," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Don't be in a hurry to eat, just live your life well first. Cuihua, you can't be like before. You are a worker now, you must strictly demand yourself according to the standards of a worker. Have you ever seen a worker swearing in the street?" Wang Xiuqin said.

"I have changed my name to aunt. I am a worker now and I don't curse in public." Zhang Cuihua humbly accepted Wang Xiuqin's suggestion.

"Okay, I'll keep the house for you. Go back and prepare the money as quickly as possible," said Wang Xiuqin.

Seeing this, Zhang Cuihua and Jia Dongxu said goodbye to Wang Xiuqin and left.