Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"What does recruiting mean? Director Chen told them that the three of them will be assigned to the new workshop in the future," Wang Cheng smiled and said to Chen Yong.

"Recruiting workers means transferring your household registration and grain and oil relations to our factory. That means starting today, the three of you will be eating public meals. Do you understand now?" Chen Yong said to the three of them.

"The three of us are eating government food, just like my eldest aunt?" Zhang Shouan couldn't believe his ears. He just listened to his uncle's words. Just by catching someone, the three of them would be eating government food?

"Who is your aunt?" Chen Yong asked.

"Her name is Zhang Cuihua, and she also works in the factory," Zhang Shouan said with an awkward smile.

"Of course I know her, Sister Hua? I dare say there is not a single one of the thousands of workers in the factory who doesn't know her." Chen Yong smiled. How could his nephew be so shy when he is such a bold man?

"Director Chen, take the three of them to handle the formalities, give them two days off, and let them go home," said Wang Cheng.

"Let's go." Chen Yong led the three of them out of Wang Cheng's office, came to the Personnel Department, and found Hu Kexue.

"Chief Hu, Sister Hua's two nephews and one younger brother need to apply for employment. This is a note written by Director Wang." As soon as Chen Yong saw Hu Kexue, he took the lead in revealing the identities of the three people.

"Sister Hua's nephew and younger brother are not outsiders. Da Biao is my good brother, and my wife is with Sister Hua every day. We are all family members. I tell you to write it," Hu Kexue said to the three of them. He handed them recruitment forms, instructed them to fill them out, and asked them to go back to the village to get a stamp and then send it back.

The three people felt like they were in a dream. After they left the Personnel Department, Chen Yong gave them a holiday. The three people said goodbye to Zhang Daliu and left the factory.

"You must be the younger brother and nephew of Deputy Director Zhang. He asked me to give you a message and ask you to go look for him." The comrade from the Security Department was very responsible. The person who was supposed to deliver the message had gone off work, so another colleague took over.

"Brother Dabiao, looking for us? Then let's go to Brother Dabiao's house first. Shouan, where is his home from?" Zhang Dazheng said.

"No. 95, Hongxing Street, I live in the same yard as my aunt," said Zhang Shouan.

So the three of them walked and asked, and arrived at No. 95 Hongxing Street.

The three men did not change their clothes. They all did dirty work, and their clothes were not very clean. They were stopped by Yang Ruihua at the gate of the courtyard. "Young man, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Zhang Dabao, he is my uncle," said Zhang Shouan.

"Zhang Dabao is your uncle, who is your aunt?" Yang Ruihua asked.

"My eldest aunt is Zhang Cuihua and my younger aunt is Zhang Lianhua. They both live in this courtyard," Zhang Shouan answered Yang Ruihua's question.

"Da Biao has many nephews. You have never been here before, so I don't know you. Go in. He is at the easternmost end of the backyard." When Yang Ruihua heard the identity of the two, he let the three people in.

Zhang Dabao was reading a book at the door. He was still thinking about Ding Yang's matter and how to deal with it. At this time, Zhang Shouan and three others came in.

"Uncle Dabiao", "Little Uncle" and "Brother Dabiao" greeted Zhang Dabiao.

"What did Director Wang tell you?" Zhang Dabao asked as he asked the three to sit down.

"Uncle, he said that you gave the credit to us, and the factory is now recruiting workers for us," Zhang Shouan said gratefully.

"Now that you're hired, do your job well. Don't learn from your father. Trying to be cunning and clever is not acceptable here," Zhang Dabao instructed Zhang Shouan.

"Uncle Dabia, you have been so good to us. I will take care of you in your old age and treat you like my own father," said Zhang Shouying.

"Get out of here. Brother Dayou will be sad to hear it. I don't need you. Just work hard and take care of your own parents. Are you going back?" Zhang Dabao saw the small bags of the three people.

"Yes, Chief Hu said that we have to go back to the village to get a stamp and then submit it to the factory, and he gave us two days off," said Zhang Shouying.

"This is a great thing. Come on, I'll take you back. Do something for me when you come back from the village." Zhang Dabao had an idea.

Zhang Dabao took a bag from the house, took the three people out of the yard, rode a motorcycle and took the three people back to Zhangjia Village.

It was past ten o'clock when the group of four set out, and it was past twelve o'clock when they arrived at Zhangjia Village. Most families had already eaten. Of course, some families did not cook for lunch, but had one meal in the morning and one meal in the evening, and then lay in bed when they had nothing to do, which could also reduce waste.

"Let's go to Fourth Uncle's house for dinner. I brought canned food and steamed buns. Just ask Fourth Aunt to heat them up," Zhang Dabao said to the three people in the car. Fourth Uncle's house is the home of the village chief Zhang Zhiling, so the three of them have to go to him to get their stamps.

The motorcycle was brought to Zhang Zhiling's house, and Zhang Zhiling came out. There were no motor vehicles in the village, and he knew from the sound that it was Zhang Dabao who had returned.

"Da Zheng, Anying, Shouan, why are you three back? Did you not work hard and make mistakes? You were sent back by the factory, right?" Zhang Zhiling saw his youngest son and two nephews getting out of the car.

"Dad, no," said Zhang Dazheng.

"No, what is that? I told you not to do your job properly." Zhang Zhiling took off his shoes and started to fight with his younger son. He didn't listen to anything Zhang Dazheng said. Zhang Dazheng had no choice but to run away.

"Fourth Uncle, what's going on? Why are they fighting as soon as they meet?" Zhang Dabao got out of the car, holding three cans, two salted fishes, and two bottles of wine.

"Da Biao, these three are going to piss me off to death. I asked them to do some work in the factory, but it's no better than staying at home. They just won't listen. They're embarrassing you, aren't they? Do you think I can kill them?" Zhang Zhiling said angrily.

"What's wrong? What did Dazheng do wrong? Why are you beating him like that?" Zhang Zhiling's wife also came out. Seeing the shoe prints on her little son's body, she felt so distressed.

"Fourth Uncle, you need to ask clearly what's going on. Why are you beating me right away? Is there still democracy in your family? Are you a cadre in the organization?" Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Da Biao, what organizational principles are you talking about with your son? You don't have to plead for him, I must beat him." Zhang Zhiling was still angry.

"You have a bad temper. This time Da Zheng and the other three showed up. They will have good things to bring home this time," said Zhang Dabao.

"Is sending people back a good thing?" Zhang Zhiling didn't understand.

"Who said someone was rushed back? Fourth Aunt, heat up the rice. We haven't eaten yet. Steam the salted fish and stew the canned food with the vegetables. Let's have a drink with Fourth Uncle." Zhang Dabao put the things in his hand into the hands of Zhang Zhiling's wife and pulled Zhang Zhiling back home.

"Da Biao, did they really not make any mistakes?" Zhang Zhiling felt that something was wrong.

"Of course they didn't make any mistakes. The three of them made contributions in the factory and came home to get their stamp of approval," said Zhang Dabao.

"Can they make meritorious contributions?" Zhang Zhiling didn't quite believe it. "If they have made meritorious contributions, the factory can just reward them with something. What does it have to do with the village? Do they need to stamp it? It's not a reward for the village?" Zhang Zhiling asked.

"Da Zheng, talk to your fourth uncle," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Da Zheng.