Siheyuan: Survival Guide for Courtyard No. 95

Yang Liming thought about it for a moment and felt that what the other party said made sense.

"Okay then, just go to Shazhu's cafeteria.

I'll write you a note and you can take it to the canteen director and he'll know how to handle it."

When the canteen director brought Qin Huairu to the canteen where Sha Zhu was, Sha Zhu was so happy that he almost dropped the teacup in his hand.

"Sister Qin, why are you here?

Did someone in the locksmith shop bully you? Tell me who it is, and I will make sure he doesn’t get a full lunch from now on.”

Seeing that Sha Zhu was so nervous about her, Qin Huairu couldn't help but curl up the corners of her mouth slightly. It seemed that the benefits she had received during this period were not in vain, and the fool had been completely trapped.

"Zhu Zi, I didn't choose the fitter workshop. Director Yang said that I will be working in this cafeteria from now on. You have to take good care of your sister."

Sha Zhu thanked Yang Liming's eighteen generations of ancestors in his heart.

Director, you have been so nice to me. I promise not to spit in the food I cook for you in the future.

When the canteen director saw that Sha Zhu and Qin Huairu knew each other, he didn't stay long and gave Qin Huairu a few words of advice before leaving.

"Comrade Qin Huairu, Director Yang asked me to tell you not to forget to go to the Housing Management Department to handle housing formalities before leaving get off work. The factory nursery is also open to your family. If there is no one to take care of your children at home, you can bring them directly to the factory nursery. These are all free for the families of martyrs."

At this time, Qin Huairu also felt that Jia Dongxu would be better off dead than alive.

When he was alive, children had to pay to go to a nursery. Dongxu's salary was not even enough for food, so how could he have the money to let Banggeng go to a nursery?

Now that Dongxu is dead, we have a household registration, a quota, can go to a nursery, and have an extra house.

Just like what Zang Kejia said in that poem.

Some people are alive, but they are already dead; some people are dead, but they are still alive. (Created in 1949)

When he got off work, Zhao Shanhe entered the yard and saw Wang Dawei's family moving. After asking the reason, he was also confused.

Although Jia Dongxu still died in this world line, the entire plot has been changed beyond recognition.

The old Jia family became the family of a martyr, and they had an extra room in the yard. Qin Huairu did not go to the machinist's workshop but went to the canteen. From then on, unless Qin Huairu moved all the things in the canteen away, the Jia family would not be short of food.

Who dares to check the backpacks of the martyrs' families? At least the guards at the gate don't dare to do it. If they find something, it's fine. If they don't, Director Tang won't even take the blame.

Wang Dawei's family also got a good deal. I heard that the new wing they moved into was 15 square meters larger, which was equivalent to housing for one more person.

When Zhao Shanhe returned home, Chen Xueru came forward and asked.

"Shanhe, Jia Dongxu is dead, why doesn't the Jia family feel any sadness at all?

I just heard Jia Zhang's unpleasant laughter.

She doesn’t look like someone whose son has died.”

Zhao Shanhe was speechless. It was difficult for him to figure out what this old woman was thinking. However, he was very clear about one thing, that is, this old guy definitely got a huge sum of money.

Otherwise, the old man would have made a fuss a long time ago. In Jia Zhang's heart, money is more important than anything else. Sons, daughters-in-law, grandchildren, all have to take a back seat in front of money.

All the new wing rooms of the Jia family are occupied by Jia Zhang, and she and Bang Geng live there. She says that the eldest grandson of the Jia family wants to live in the big house, but in fact, isn't it just that she wants to live in the best place?

New Year's Eve came in a blink of an eye. Before the Spring Festival, Old Z came to see Zhao Shanhe again. One reason was to ask if Yi Zhonghai had any news, and the other was to explain Zhao Shanhe's promotion.

"Shanhe, according to your future work needs, your official position will basically end at deputy section chief.

This also helps you hide. The higher the position, the bigger the target. I hope you understand. "

Seeing Zhao Shanhe's face fall and obviously unhappy, Old Z had to come up with another excuse.

"But we will give you a promotion in your file. It's just that you and a few of us only need to know about this. It's confidentiality. I guess you don't mind the salary."

Zhao Shanhe felt better now. If there was no reward for merit, who would be willing to work in the future?

"I understand the leader's painstaking efforts, I just couldn't figure it out just now."

Seeing that Zhao Shanhe's donkey face changed so quickly, Old Z stopped saying other meaningless words and went straight to the point.

"Has Yi Zhonghai done anything unusual recently? Has he contacted any strangers?"

Zhao Shanhe shook his head. Since he got the task of monitoring Yi Zhonghai, he was very responsible at the beginning. He hung around Old Yi every day and even went in to check when the old Yi went to the toilet.

Later, he found that there were no less than five surveillance personnel around Yi Zhonghai, so he didn't take it seriously anymore.

These people were either hiding in the steel mill or disguised as various people. If it weren't for his powerful five senses, Zhao Shanhe would not have been able to find them.

However, as the old saying goes, seeing through it but not saying it out loud, Zhao Shanhe also knew that this was a backup plan arranged by the organization as they did not fully believe that he could complete the task.

"Yi Zhonghai is very cunning. Every day, apart from going to and from get off work, he goes to the deaf old lady's place. At most, he talks to Sha Zhu and brainwashes him. There is no other problem.

Why don't we just arrest these two? I don't believe they won't talk once they are tortured."

"Shanhe, you can't have this mentality. This is New China, the old ways won't work anymore.

If we are sure that the other party is a devil, we can still use some tricks. To deal with spies hidden among the people, we must be more patient than them. "

Zhao Shanhe rolled his eyes and thought to himself that since you are a high-ranking official, you are right and you can say whatever you want.

Old Z knew what Zhao Shanhe was thinking by looking at his expression, and was secretly happy in his heart. This was still a young man in his 20s who had not seen the cruelty of underground struggle and still needed more practice.

The steel rolling mill still follows the old rules during the Spring Festival, with a three-day holiday starting from New Year's Eve.

A few days after I started working, a transfer order came down from above. A large number of level 8 workers in the old city were transferred and their whereabouts were unknown.

Zhao Shanhe guessed that he was going to have sex with "Miss Qiu", but he didn't dare tell anyone about this.

At the beginning of March, the steel mill indeed conducted another assessment, and this time the targets of the assessment were mainly senior workers in the factory.

Ever since the level 8 worker was withdrawn, Yi Zhonghai was the only fitter with the best skills in the factory. He was completely convinced by the deaf old lady's well-informed knowledge, and the old lady also started to take action.

Although it was early spring, the ice and snow that had accumulated over the winter had not melted. In the cold wind, Sha Zhu carried the old lady on his back and walked towards the steel mill step by step. The old lady was going to look for Yang Liming.

When they arrived at the factory secretary's office, the old lady sent Sha Zhu away, saying that she had to go to work first. After seeing that person had gone far away, she closed the door and spoke to Yang Liming.

"Secretary Yang, I would like to ask Zhonghai to be a Level 8 worker in this assessment. Do you think you can make some concessions?"