Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

"Get up, Sanwa."

When Lin Zongxuan opened his eyes, he saw his grandfather's kind face even with wrinkles. The mobile phone, buildings and fried chicken takeout in his dream turned into neighbors washing outside the window, and the sexy and rustic cross-dressing BGM turned into all kinds of noisy city noises.

Without any whining, Comrade Kobayashi rubbed his eyes, quickly put on his newly bought thick winter Zhongshan suit, and ran to the public water area outside the house to wash his face and brush his teeth.

After washing up, he poured a few drops of water on his hair and wiped it with his hand, and he looked like a 1.8-meter-tall and energetic young man.

When he entered the main room, his family members were already seated and waiting for him to eat. Today's breakfast was roughly the same as yesterday, except that the pickled radish was replaced with spicy cabbage.

Everyone started to eat noisily, chatting about family matters while eating. In that era, there were not so many rules, and being able to have a full meal was the greatest happiness.

After dinner, Lin's father took out a key and handed it to Lin Zongxuan. He asked again with concern: "Can you really ride? The street office is not close to here."

“I ride it every day at school, Dad!”

Lin Zongxuan said with a wry smile that he had clearly conducted the experiment in the yard two days ago, but his father was always afraid that he would fail.

Today is the day for him to go to the steel rolling mill for an interview. Except for the bicycle, which he has not been able to find a suitable one these days, everything else has been prepared. He is just waiting to meet Director Yang.

Without waiting for everyone to start work, Lin Zongxuan estimated the time and rode away on his bike. After all, he still had to find someone from the street office, and it was better to do it early than late to ask for help.

When passing by the front yard, he happened to meet the third uncle Yan Bugui, who was known as "every manure truck comes to taste the saltiness", who was watering the flowers and plants he planted at the gate of the yard. Lin Zongxuan smiled and greeted him: "Good morning, third uncle, you can't just water in the winter, you have to fertilize, otherwise they will freeze to death."

"You know this? Were you taught this in school?"

In the past few days, Comrade Xiao Lin has come into contact with all the people in "Love in Courtyard", including Jia Dongxu who was hanging on the wall in the original drama.

He found that everyone was actually quite nice now!

The old man now has apprentices and nephews, so he has no shortage of people to take care of him in his old age. He is fair in the courtyard and usually organizes fundraising activities in the front, middle and back yards, all on a voluntary basis.

The successor that the second uncle had carefully cultivated had not yet run away. Although he could already see the potential to be an official-loving person, his focus was still on his eldest son. He completely let the other two children go. Although he did beat them, he did not beat them with sticks like he did later.

Sha Zhu is as his name suggests. At this time, it is hard to see his potential to be a top-notch bootlicker. He is cheerful when he meets everyone every day, except Xu Damao.

Qin Huairu is still a gentle and virtuous young wife, and she and Jia Dongxu are very loving.

Although Jia Zhangshi is a little talkative, a little strict with her daughter-in-law, and a little lazy, but... well, Jia Zhangshi is basically the same character in the original drama, lazy and greedy, but at this time she has not yet learned how to play tricks or call souls back.

Only the third uncle has remained true to his original aspiration for decades!

A few days ago, in order to improve his life, Lin's father bought a piece of meat from the supply and marketing cooperative, but he was stopped by the third uncle at the door.

"Hey, what day is it today? Chef Lin is going to have a meat dinner at home."

When the third uncle saw the pork belly skewered with a rope, his eyes lit up with greed and he wished he could scrape out two ounces of fat with his eyes.

Father Lin had seen all kinds of people. He calmly put the meat aside and said in a friendly tone, "Uncle, my son just came back and his grandfather just took him in. I just used the meat coupons I saved for a few months to treat him to a good meal."

"We are a poor family, unlike yours, who eat meat every now and then."

When the third uncle heard this, his face turned red, thinking that the people next door must have heard the noise of them sharing the "meat" with each other.

But they didn't just share the meat, they were sharing the cabbage as meat!

After saying this, and considering both the old man and the child were involved, the third uncle gave way.

However, when he was far away, he remembered something and hurriedly called out, "Chef Lin, don't rush to wash your pots. It's cold. Leave them for us to wash together after we finish eating!"

The ground was so slippery in the middle of winter that Father Lin almost choked.

However, the third uncle dared to stop Lin Zongxuan's father, but he did not dare to stop Lin Zongxuan. After all, when he was a child, whenever he pretended to be a big shot in front of Lin Zongxuan, Lin Zongxuan would dare to make the eldest and second sons of his family unable to get out of bed.

After amusing the old man, Lin Zongxuan rode for another half an hour to get to the street office and first went to Director Wang’s office to say hello.

There was a middle-aged man sitting in Director Wang's office. He was in his 40s, looked gentle and wore glasses. When Lin Zongxuan walked over, the two were discussing something.

When Director Wang saw Lin Zongxuan, he immediately smiled and said to the middle-aged man, "Look, you came early. Speak of the devil and he will appear."

After the director's introduction, Lin Zongxuan learned that the middle-aged man's surname was Li. He was the deputy director of the Qingyun Community Street Office, in charge of military officers' demobilization and student assignments, and he often dealt with several state-owned enterprises nearby.

This time, Deputy Director Li took Lin Zongxuan to the "interview".

The time was just right. Lin Zongxuan, along with Deputy Director Li, took some information and drove at a moderate speed towards the steel rolling mill, the "background wall" that received thousands of time travelers.

In a deserted place on the road, Lin Zongxuan took out two boxes of Zhonghua cigarettes, opened one box and took out a cigarette, then stuffed both boxes of cigarettes to Deputy Director Li and said, "Don't be surprised if the cigarettes are not good, you can also have two to warm yourself up."

"How dare you say this cigarette is bad? I can only smoke Yunyan."

Deputy Director Li really didn't find it strange. He took out a cigarette and smoked it while joking.

Then, the two of them followed Director Li's instructions and came to the gate of the Third Steel Rolling Mill, stopped the car, and pushed the car towards the gate in an orderly manner.

The steel rolling mill is a large factory with tens of thousands of employees and is a key national unit. Naturally, there are no old security guards at the gate. Instead, there are two young security guards in uniforms and carrying guns, who look very majestic. There are also militia patrolling inside the gate.

After showing his work ID to the security guard, Director Li gave some explanations before leading Lin Zongxuan into the courtyard, walking to the office area on the left, and directly into the three-story office building opposite the courtyard gate. He climbed three flights of stairs and came to the innermost office on the left.

When they arrived at the door, Director Li asked Lin Zongxuan to wait outside first. He knocked on the door gently. When he heard someone inside calling for someone to come in, he pushed the door open carefully.

About five minutes later, Deputy Director Li opened the door and waved for Lin Zongxuan to come in. Only then did Lin Chaosheng see the factory leader inside. He looked to be about 50 years old, sitting upright behind the desk, with a square face, gray hair, and a serious expression yet a hint of kindness.

At first glance, he is a good cadre of the people!