Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Old Z said to Zhao Shanhe with a smile.

"Both of their files were from before liberation, and it was very easy to forge them back then.

You don't have to worry about the deaf old lady this time, just keep a close eye on Yi Zhonghai. I believe that as long as he has contact with the enemy agents, he will reveal his true colors sooner or later."

Zhao Shanhe saluted Old Z.

"Make sure to complete the mission."

Time passed day by day. Since Jia Dongxu left, the Jia family had indeed fallen into a situation where it was difficult to continue. Fortunately, Qin Huairu's light bulb and unicorn arm skills had been perfected, and Sha Zhu's lunch box could not reach his home at all.

Jia Zhang would surround Yi Zhonghai every day, asking for his money, tickets, food and drinks. In order to hide his ugly past, Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to compromise with Jia Zhang. With the support of Old Yi, the Jia family had the courage to survive.

Just when everyone in the courtyard was preparing to celebrate the New Year's Eve of 61, new news came from the Northwest.

In fact, as early as 55, based on the severe domestic and international situation, the decision was made to develop the Northwest.

After Jia Dongxu arrived here by train, he was assigned to the Northwest Prison. His daily job was to build a thermal power station, which was basically hard labor.

Fortunately, he still remembered that his life was saved and he would be able to return to the old city in just five years, so he worked very hard from the beginning. After the supervisors at the construction site knew that he was a fitter, they gave him an easier job, which made him very grateful to those supervisors.

But things often happen just like that.

Because the Chinese New Year is coming soon, the construction site was distributed some good things that are hard to find on ordinary days.

The cattle and sheep brought from Mongolia and the fish shipped from the Northeast made people who had not seen meat for a long time crazy.

When everyone was happily packing up the meat, Jia Dongxu discovered that someone in his group was missing. In this remote place, if someone went missing, it would be no joke.

Fortunately, when Jia Dongxu first arrived here, he was warned to report any abnormal situation in a timely manner. He did not dare to be a hero, so after reporting it, everyone started looking for someone.

They searched from day till dark, but still didn't find the missing persons. Instead, two more were missing. This made the supervisors a little anxious.

At this moment, a fire broke out in the half-built thermal power station. Jia Dongxu followed everyone to the fire scene to put out the fire. In the face of the horrific flames, no one could help but hesitate.

Finally, it was the prison supervisor who made the announcement, saying that all personnel who went to put out the fire would be rewarded for their significant meritorious service, which finally calmed everyone down.

After the fire was put out, people realized that Jia Dongxu was missing. Finally, the badge and pen he carried with him were found in the fire scene, and it was confirmed that Jia Dongxu had died.

The three missing people were also caught by the prison guards. After interrogation, they found out that the fire was not caused by construction, but was set by these three guys.

Although Jia Dongxu came to the Northwest as a prisoner, he was a hero who put out the fire at this time. Finally, the prison made a phone call to Sijiucheng and reported the matter to his superiors.

February 61, 2, was the Little New Year in the North.

Early in the morning, Yan Bugui opened the gate of the yard carrying a toilet bucket and ran to the nearby public toilet. When he came back after flushing the toilet, he saw Director Wang and two street staff members coming to the courtyard.

"Director Wang, today is the Little New Year, aren't you taking a break?"

When Director Wang saw that it was Old Yan, he smiled and replied.

"Our job as a subdistrict office is to serve the people. There is no time for rest."

"What's the urgent matter that brings you here so early in the morning?"

Yan Bugui was curious why Director Wang came so early. You know, it was just past 6 o'clock in the morning, it was cold in winter, and many people hadn't gotten up yet.

"There is something about the Jia family in your courtyard. The district notified me urgently yesterday, so I came here early in the morning.

Please call the people in the yard and ask everyone to gather in the middle yard.

I have something to announce.”

Seeing that Director Wang had a smile on his face but his tone was unquestionable, Yan Bugui ran home and asked Jiefang and Jiecheng to notify the Intermediate Court and the Back Court, while he himself was lazy and just notified the Front Court.

More than ten minutes later, everyone came out of the house reluctantly and gathered in the middle courtyard, complaining all over the floor, but they fell silent when they saw Director Wang.

Director Wang didn't waste time when he saw that everyone was present, and even ignored Lao Yi and Liu Haizhong.

"Dear residents of Courtyard No. 95, I am sorry to have you all gather for a meeting so early today.

Last night, our Nanluoguxiang Subdistrict Office received an emergency notice from the district that Comrade Jia Dongxu died in a fire in the northwest while trying to save state property.

Director Wang paused here to see how the Jia family members felt.

As expected, when Qin Huairu heard that Jia Dongxu had died, she fainted, and Jia Zhangshi's eyes were lifeless, and she kept muttering that her son was gone.

When Director Wang saw the looks on the faces of these two people, he knew that things couldn't go on any further, so he quickly called on the women in the yard to come forward and help.

The first and second aunts hurried forward, pinching some on the Ren Zhong and patting some on the back.

After all, Jia Zhang was not unconscious. The first sentence she said after she came to her senses made everyone in the hospital change color.

"Director Wang, since my son died, he should be a martyr, right? I remember that martyrs get pensions, right?"

Director Wang patted his forehead, not wanting to waste time talking to Jia Zhang, who was obsessed with money, and gave Lao Yi a look.

Old Yi understood instantly, and he and the aunt half-pulled and half-dragged the old woman back into the house.

Qin Huairu recovered after being pinched on the Ren Zhong point by the second aunt. She was a man with some conscience and burst into tears when she woke up.

"Dongxu, how could you bear to abandon me, Banggeng and the others? How are we going to survive?"

Director Wang looked at the people in the yard. Some of them looked happy, like Sha Zhu and Xu Damao, some were indifferent, like Zhao Shanhe and Liu Guangqi, and the others had no expression on their faces, as if the person who died was a stranger.

He sighed, walked to Qin Huairu and said.

"Comrade Qin Huairu, you are still pregnant, please take care of yourself.

Although Jia Dongxu made mistakes in the past, he used his life to protect state property, and the organization will not sit idly by.

Since Dongxu was a worker in a steel mill before his death, my superiors asked me to ask you, are you willing to work in a steel mill?

Don’t think this is the organization’s mercy, this is normal compensation. If you are willing to work in the steel mill, you can choose any position, any department. "

Qin Huairu recalled every detail of Jia Dongxu's past. It's true, although this guy is not very capable and doesn't earn much, he is really good to his wife.

After a long while, Qin Huairu spoke to Director Wang.

"Director, this is a big deal. I need to discuss it with my mother-in-law. Do you think I can get back to you tomorrow?"

Director Wang could also understand Qin Huairu's current state. During the war, too many of her comrades died in front of her, and she had seen too many separations of life and death.

"Sure, come find me at the neighborhood office tomorrow when you've made up your mind."

Having said this, Director Wang lowered his voice and spoke again in Qin Huairu's ear.

"In addition, Jia Dongxu has a pension. When you come to see me, I will give it to you. The amount is large, so I will not announce it in the yard."