Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

After Zhang Dabiao left, Zhang Dasen and his wife could no longer calm down. "Dad, is what Dabiao said true?"

"Old Seven is a cadre. When will his words not count?" Zhang Dasen said proudly.

"There is always a way out. I was just worrying about how to get through this, and Da Biao arranged such a good thing for me. Who of the three people should go?" asked Zhang Dasen's wife.

"How should I know? We'll have a meeting and discuss it. If eldest brother's family and Da Biao's family aren't getting along well, then we'll not invite his family. Let the other brothers come to the meeting in the evening to discuss it," said Zhang Dasen.

"Okay, I'll go talk to him in the afternoon." Zhang Dasen's wife felt less psychological pressure and smiled more often because she had hope in her life again.

Zhang Dabao came to the field, grabbed some soil, and the soil turned into foam and fell from his hands. It was too dry. What should he do?

"Da Biao" Zhang Zhiling saw Zhang Da Biao in the field and walked over to say hello.

"Uncle, it's too dry now. Will digging a well be of no use?" asked Zhang Dabia.

"It works, but we can only dig a few wells. We are in mountainous area, and digging wells is too difficult. There may not even be water," said Zhang Zhiling.

"Is there no water on the mountain?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"There's water on the mountain, how can we bring it here? It's too far away and the land is so dry. It will dry up before it can flow into the land," said Zhang Zhiling.

"How far is it?" Zhang Dabao asked again.

"About five or six miles, Da Biao, do you have any ideas?" Zhang Zhiling asked.

"Five or six miles is three thousand meters. I'll go back to the city and ask someone. Fourth Uncle, we can carry water and plant some first. It's best to plant sweet potatoes, which can withstand drought. We don't know when it will rain." Zhang Dabao made a suggestion.

"They will definitely be planting sweet potatoes, and a small part will be planting sorghum. The wheat planted last year will be in trouble if they are not watered," Zhang Zhiling sighed deeply.

Zhang Dabao went back. On the way, he thought that for a distance of 3000 meters, there was no way to use iron pipes, let alone plastic pipes, so he could only use bamboo. Zhang Dabao thought of going to the south to fetch some bamboo back.

One strand is 6 meters long, so we need to pull 500 strands. Zhang Dabao has an idea in his mind.

After returning to the city, Zhang Dabao went directly to Li Huaide's office and told him that he wanted to buy two trucks of bamboo.

"No need to go to the south, the supply station has it. Don't we use bamboo to build the frame when we build tall houses? I'll contact them for you," Li Huaide said as he picked up the phone.

"Where to send it?" Li Huaide asked Zhang Dabao after talking to the person on the phone for a while.

"Send it to Zhangjia Village, Xiangyang Commune, tomorrow. I'll go there too," said Zhang Dabao.

Li Huaide spoke to the person on the other end again and hung up the phone.

"It will be delivered at ten o'clock tomorrow. What are you going to do with so many bamboos?" Li Huaide was a little puzzled.

"Uncle, there is a severe drought in the village right now. I use bamboo as water pipes to bring water from the mountain to the village entrance, so that everyone can fetch water and plant the land first," said Zhang Dabao.

"It's a good idea, but bamboo is not durable." Li Huaide thought for a while and praised Zhang Dabiao.

"Dabia, we came back yesterday and opened the factory director's office. You are now the head of the Supply and Marketing Section 2," Li Huaide said to Zhang Dabia after taking a sip of water.

"I'm a section chief? How would I have the time? Besides, I'm willing to manage people." Zhang Dabao was still a little reluctant.

"I knew you would say that. You are the only one in the Second Supply and Marketing Section, and you are assigned a deputy section chief, Niu Kewu who is on the business trip with you. You just need to complete some difficult tasks in the factory, and you don't have to work in the office on weekdays." Li Huaide anticipated what Zhang Dabao wanted to say.

"Thank you so much, factory leaders," Zhang Dabao expressed his sincere gratitude.

At this time, a notice came from the radio station, "Zhang Dabao, the secretary of the Supply and Marketing Department, and Niu Kewu, the secretary of the Security Department of our unit, are not afraid of difficulties and are brave enough to complete the task. After research and decision by the factory director's office, Zhang Dabao is appointed as the chief of the Supply and Marketing Department 2, and Niu Kewu is appointed as the deputy chief of the Supply and Marketing Department 2..."

Zhang Dabao laughed after hearing the broadcast. He and Niu Kewu had risked their lives to get the promotion, so it was hard to say whether it was good or bad.

Zhang Cuihua and others who were chatting in the union office also heard the notice. "Sister Hua, is Zhang Dabao, the section chief in the notice, your brother?" Qian Ying asked.

"Who else but my brother? He can become a section chief less than three months after entering the factory. I tell you, ever since Dabiao was born, I told my third uncle that Dabiao would be an official in the future. How did it turn out? Just as I expected, he became a company commander when he was in the army. As a result, he started work on the sixth day of the New Year, and it hasn't been three months yet, but he has become a section chief. He will be promoted even more, just wait and see." Zhang Cuihua said while standing and everyone sat and listened. Seeing his proud look, everyone was a little envious. After all, Zhang Dabiao was only twenty-one years old, too young.

Xu Damao also heard the broadcast in the Propaganda Department. He felt particularly proud of his good brother's promotion and began to tell his colleagues about his friendship with Zhang Dabao.

There was nothing to do in the cafeteria in the afternoon. After cleaning up, everyone was resting. At this time, after hearing the broadcast, Liu Lan asked He Yuzhu, "Silly Zhu, is this Zhang Dabiao the one from your hospital?"

"What you said is just what the relatives know. You don't even know where he lives?" He Yuzhu teased Liu Lan. She is now Li Huaide's lover, and their relationship is an open secret.

"Silly Zhu, if you keep talking nonsense I'll tear your mouth apart," Liu Lan said angrily.

"I was wrong. From now on, we are all relatives, and you are still the elder," He Yuzhu said again.

"Do you want me to punish you?" Liu Lan started to hit He Yuzhu with a broom, and He Yuzhu ran out of the cafeteria.

After hearing the notice in the workshop, Liu Haizhong was so angry that his stomach and mouth swelled up. He had worked in the factory for so many years and was still a senior technician, not even a squad leader. How old was Zhang Dabiao? A young boy actually became the section chief of the unit. The factory managers were really blind.

Zhang Dabao and Li Huaide chatted for a while, went to Yang Weihua's office to express their gratitude, left the steel rolling mill, went to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy two sets of tires, including the axle and bearings, and then returned to Yard 95.

"Da Biao, are you an official now?" The three aunts, Niu's wife and Guo's wife, were talking together at the gate of the courtyard. When they saw Zhang Da Biao coming back, Guo's wife asked.

"What kind of leader is he? He's just a section chief," Zhang Dabiao replied with a smile, thinking, did the news spread so quickly? He hadn't come back yet, and the people who were leaving get off work hadn't come back either, so where did the news come from?

"Section Chief, you're not young anymore. Our hospital didn't even have a deputy section chief before. You're really awesome," said Mrs. Guo, congratulating him.