Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

After leaving the hospital, Zhang Dabiao returned the car to the mining machinery factory, drove back his tricycle, and went to Chunfeng Hutong for lunch. Then he went to the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill and promised to make the frame and the truck bed for Zhang Cuihua and Zhang Lianhua. He found Liu Le, took out the drawings, and agreed to pick them up tomorrow.

"Uncle, I brought some specialties from Shanxi. Let me put them in your car. Cao Lianbiao asked me to help him this afternoon," Zhang Dabao said when he came to Li Huaide's office.

"What important business could Cao Lianbiao have? You'd better be careful. Don't always rely on your better skills and ignore it," said Li Huaide.

"No, I can't. It's New Year's Day, should I go to Uncle Yang Weihua's place?" Zhang Dabao asked Li Huaide.

"Of course we have to go. It doesn't matter how much stuff we have, we have to go. Now we are good friends with Lao Yang. When Li Feiyue and others were in the factory, Lao Yang got furious. He confronted Wang Jian in Minister Shi's office and left him speechless. I have never seen Lao Yang so angry," said Li Huaide with a smile.

"I'll go to the department to find him tomorrow. I don't want to go to his house. It's uncomfortable," said Zhang Dabao.

"It doesn't matter where you go, you must let Lao Yang know that you are going. It would be best if you could meet him. He is very busy now. Our factory has achieved such great success now, and the higher-ups require promotion. This is Lao Yang's job, but how can he promote it? We have not yet produced such advanced equipment," said Li Huaide.

"Uncle, I think you might as well talk to the higher-ups and ask the sister factories to send people to our factory to learn. We can use these people as workers. Once they have the equipment, they can immediately organize production. Wouldn't that mean we have backbone workers? After all, you are also the first deputy director of the Metallurgical Bureau, and this is also your responsibility," Zhang Dabao suggested.

"That makes sense. We have gained good people and left a good impression on the leaders above us. Most importantly, we have free labor." Li Huaide understood it immediately.

"Uncle, please talk to Director Li. I'll put the things in your car and then I'll leave," said Zhang Dabao.

After putting the New Year gifts on Li Huaide's car, Zhang Dabao left the Red Star Steel Mill, parked his motorcycle at the entrance of the alley, and came to No. 10 Chunfeng Hutong carrying five or six kilograms of millet in his hand.

There was definitely something wrong with Chunfeng Hutong, because Zhang Dabao felt that someone was monitoring him. As soon as he entered the alley, he felt that someone was watching him secretly. Looking at the direction, it was not Courtyard No. 1, but Courtyard No. at the entrance of the alley. The person monitoring him was in the wing room, watching the people entering the alley through the glass of the wing room.

Zhang Dabao opened the door and entered Yard No. 10, and the feeling of being monitored disappeared.

Are they one courtyard or two? Do the traffickers have such great power? Two courtyards are not cheap either; Zhang Dabiao now has doubts.

A crow from Yard No. 6 was moved to Yard No. 1. Zhang Dabao entered the house and monitored every move of the two yards through the crow.

No one came out of Yard No. 6. The crows couldn't see what was going on inside the house, but what could be seen from the outside was that there were people in the north house and the east wing. There were people in Yard No. 1, with two people leaning against the wall in front of the north house to bask in the sun, and there were also two people in the east wing. It seemed that these were the people who were monitoring the entrance to the alley. Apart from these four people, there was no one else in the yard.

Zhang Dabiao still couldn't figure out how Courtyard 1 would be notified if Courtyard 6 found a problem. They couldn't have a phone. Thinking of the phone, Zhang Dabiao thought of the experiment his teacher did in physics class when he was a child. They used a rope as a medium and connected paper receivers at both ends. They could hear the sound from the other side even though they were two classrooms apart. Could they be using this method?

Zhang Dabao asked the crows in Yard 1 to fly up and search under the eaves, and they really found a rope. The simpler the method, the more effective it is. After figuring out the transmission method, Zhang Dabao now suspected that they were not human traffickers, but were probably enemy agents, and they were planning something big.

It gets dark very quickly in winter. As soon as the sun sets, it becomes dark in a moment, and there are almost no pedestrians on the road. After dinner, Zhang Dabao looked at Courtyard 1 and Courtyard 6 through the two crows. Everyone in Courtyard had gone into the house. Through the lights in the house, the two were still in the east wing. The lights in the north room were off, probably because they were changing shifts for surveillance.

There was someone watching this side of the alley, but was there anyone watching the other side? Zhang Dabao thought of a new question. At this time, the crow's sight was no longer good, so Zhang Dabao decided to go out and take a look himself.

At 8 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Dabao jumped onto the roof, passed through Courtyard No. 6, and came to the roof of the main house in Courtyard No. . Several people were talking in the house. Since he didn't know what they were talking about, Zhang Dabao didn't know what they were discussing, but they repeatedly mentioned a time, the morning of the th day of the twelfth lunar month, and a place, the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

On the morning of the 28th day of the twelfth lunar month, Red Star Steel Rolling Company held a meeting of middle-level and above leaders and outstanding employee representatives. What were they going to do?

"Team Leader Wang, I think this plan is still imperfect. For example, how do our people retreat? From where? Who will provide the support? What tools will be used? The steel rolling mill security department is no pushover. It is a formal department-level unit. The current section chief, Xing Baoguo, has become a deputy-department-level cadre. Without his level, he would not have achieved such great results," a middle-aged man raised the question.

"Lao Zheng, there is no way to retreat. I hope the brothers who are inside can find a way out by themselves. If they can come out, they can come out. If they can't, they can sacrifice their lives to serve the party and the country. We have been lurking for so long, haven't we just for this day?" said Team Leader Wang.

"It's easy to say, but who is willing to sacrifice his life for the country? You can go, but now is not the time. Let me put it bluntly, Team Leader Wang, do you think they can come back? They can't come back, and everyone knows that. Now we brothers just want to make money. We don't have the time or interest to listen to this bullshit about whether to repay the country or not," said the man Lao Zheng.

"Team Leader Wang, don't be angry. What Lao Zheng said makes sense. Now everyone follows you to make money, right? We make money not to die, but to enjoy life better. If you earn money but die, who would do such a job?" Another person persuaded Team Leader Wang.

"Team leader Wang, why don't we discuss it again? What Lao Zheng and Lao Ding said are right. We want to do this and catch some big yellow croakers. We can go to the countryside or somewhere else, spend money to get a job, and then marry a wife and live a good life. We've had enough of this life of fear," another person said.

"You were all trained by the Party and the country, how can you think like this?" Team leader Wang said angrily.

"It was the Party-State that nurtured us, but where is the Party-State? It's gone. Isn't that funny?" Lao Zheng replied.