Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

"What, you don't want to watch the movie?"

In the spacious and bright living room, the middle-aged woman looked at her husband in surprise and asked, "We agreed on this, why are you suddenly not letting me watch it?"

"Well, I won't watch it anymore. I'll watch it again when I have a chance." The old man comforted his wife and when he turned to look at Secretary Sun, his expression had become serious.

"Xiao Sun, tell Director Yang to ask that movie projectionist to leave and not let him come to my house again."

Secretary Sun agreed respectfully and turned to leave.

The old man turned around and saw that his wife still looked regretful. He pretended to be dissatisfied and asked, "Xiao Meng and her boyfriend are still waiting. Which is more important, watching a movie or seeing your niece's husband?"

"Of course, it's more important to look at my nephew's husband."

The middle-aged woman remembered the young man she saw through the window in the afternoon. Her eyes suddenly lit up and she asked expectantly, "Shall we go to the study now?"

"Let's go now." The old man nodded and took his wife's hand and went upstairs.

In the study, Wang Xiaomeng was giving Lin Zongxuan "instructions in person", fearing that he would leave a bad impression on his family.

"My uncle is six years older than my dad and is just 6 this year. But he worked as a laborer when he was young, so he looks older. Don't be surprised when you see him later."

Lin Zongxuan looked serious and nodded continuously.

"Let me tell you, although my uncle is a leader, in this family, my aunt is actually the one you should never mess with. When she gets angry, my uncle trembles. Do you know why?"

Comrade Xiao Lin offered a timely comment: "Why?"

"Because they are a loving couple. My uncle went to join the army before getting married, and my aunt waited for him for almost ten years." Wang Xiaomeng said meaningfully: "I can also wait for someone for a few years before getting married, so do you know what to do in the future?"

Lin Zongxuan asked in confusion: "You mean, I should also work hard to become a leader before getting married?"

",,," The expectant expression on the girl's face instantly collapsed, and she turned her head away as if she didn't want to pay attention to you.

Just as the two were joking, there was a knock on the door, and someone asked gently, "Xiao Meng, I'm your aunt, can we come in?"

Wang Xiaomeng's expression tensed, and she hurried forward to open the door, and saw two people outside with smiles on their faces.

She first took the middle-aged woman's hand and introduced her nervously, "Uncle, Auntie, this is Lin Zongxuan whom I told you about."

Then he said to Lin Zongxuan: "Zongxuan, this is my uncle and aunt, hurry up and call them."

Lin Zongxuan thought for a moment and greeted them calmly: "Hello, uncle and aunt."

The old man, Wang Xiaomeng's uncle Wang Hongzhi, nodded seriously, narrowed his eyes and stared at Lin Zongxuan.

In an instant, Lin Zongxuan remembered a photo he had seen in his previous life of a wild Siberian tiger foraging.

So aggressive.

Seeing that the atmosphere in the room was a little tense, Wang Xiaomeng wanted to step forward and say something uneasily, but was gently stopped by her aunt Bai Xuemei.

After a while, accompanied by a chuckle, Uncle Wang returned to his previous friendly look, stepped forward and patted Lin Zongxuan's shoulders, which he unconsciously straightened, and asked, "Comrade Xiaolin, we came uninvited, did we not disturb you and Xiaomeng?"

"We should take the initiative to visit you two." Lin Zongxuan smiled and added: "This is my first time visiting the elders, and I came empty-handed. It's really embarrassing."

Uncle Wang shook his head and said in a friendly manner, "I asked your factory director to bring you along specially because I wanted to see you, the talent that my eldest niece has chosen."

"Uncle!" Wang Xiaomeng's face suddenly turned red, and she stood there, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

In the end, Bai Xuemei couldn't stand her helpless look anymore and pulled her away.

After the two left, the atmosphere in the study suddenly became quiet.

After a moment, Uncle Wang asked casually, "Xiao Lin, I see you are not very old. I have the aura of a warrior from the battlefield. Even the secretary who has been following me can't stand it. How can you bear it?"

(Thanks to VR games in the 21st century, I have faced a flood of zombies.)

Lin Zongxuan thought for a moment and replied with a smile: "First, you are a senior cadre of the country, and I am a young generation that has just grown up; second, you are the elder, and I am the younger.

I know you won't hurt me no matter what, there's no question of whether you can hold back or not."

"Your answer is not sincere enough, but it is smart enough." Uncle Wang smiled and pointed at Lin Zongxuan with his hand, his expression half satisfied and half disgusted, and then asked:

"Comrade Xiaolin, I have another question, and I hope you can answer it honestly.

Xiao Meng said that you want to wait two years before getting married. Did you hear anything? "

Lin Zongxuan was silent for a moment, then answered frankly: "I have a vague feeling that these two years will not be peaceful."

"How to say?"

“The tree wants to be still, but the wind does not stop.”

"The wind won't stop." Uncle Wang sighed secretly in his heart. When he looked at Lin Zongxuan again, his expression became a little serious: "If the wind won't stop, what can we do?"

“If the wind doesn’t stop, you can ride on it.”

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After this direct conversation with Uncle Wang in the study, Lin Zongxuan didn't know whether he was satisfied with his prospective son-in-law, but judging from the fact that he replaced Secretary Sun's position at the dinner table, the effect was quite good.

Don't underestimate the position of pouring wine and serving food, as it represents that Lin Zongxuan has caught Uncle Wang's eye and has become a junior recognized by him.

Some of the guests present clearly understood this meaning and became much more friendly towards Lin Zongxuan.

Although Sha Zhu may not be good at other things, he is really good at cooking. Not long after everyone sat down, several classic Sichuan dishes with good color, aroma and taste were served on the table.

Uncle Wang was the first to pick up the chopsticks, with a look of satisfaction on his face.

Factory Director Yang, who was sitting at the first table on his right, asked with a smile, "Minister Wang, are you satisfied with the craftsmanship of our factory's Master He?"

Uncle Wang nodded and was about to say something when Sha Zhu came up with a dish. When he saw Uncle Wang sitting at the first seat, he was visibly stunned.

Uncle Wang smiled and asked, "What's wrong, little comrade? You don't dare to recognize me?"

Sha Zhu smiled naively, put down the dishes and left.

Uncle Wang asked curiously, "Why isn't he talking? Wasn't he talking a lot in the afternoon?"

Director Yang was stunned for a moment, and answered uncertainly: "Maybe, this is the rule for these chefs. They can't talk while cooking?"

"That's not necessarily true." A middle-aged man wearing glasses sitting on Uncle Wang's left said, "I also studied cooking before joining the army, but I've never heard of such a rule."

"Let's ask him later." Uncle Wang smiled and continued Director Yang's words, "Speaking of which, every industry has its own rules. Without rules, there would be no order.

If this breaks the rules, you need to reflect on yourself first, and then avoid making the same mistake again next time."

Director Yang was shocked, but he remained calm and agreed with everyone else.

After a while, Sha Zhu served the last dish of "Dongpo Elbow" and was about to leave when he was stopped.

Uncle Wang smiled and gave Sha Zhu a thumbs up, praising him: "Young comrade, I can tell that you have some skills in cooking Sichuan dishes. I guess your cooking skills are inherited from your family."

Sha Zhu was still smiling innocently, and he didn't respond to anyone who spoke to him. It was not until Director Yang asked him a question that he said, "Didn't you tell me before I came here that I was only allowed to cook and not to talk nonsense?"

Director Yang said helplessly: "You are really stupid. The leader asked you a question, so you must answer it."

Uncle Wang also asked, "Didn't we have a very pleasant conversation in the afternoon?"

Sha Zhu calmly replied: "That was because I didn't know your identity. We were just smoking buddies at that time. Now you are a big boss, so I definitely can't say anything nonsense."

"Hey, we are all serving the people. We only have different divisions of labor, not high or low." Uncle Wang smiled and tapped Sha Zhu with his chopsticks: "You and I get along well. You called me uncle before, and you can still call me that now."

Sha Zhu smiled but said nothing.

Uncle Wang shook his head helplessly and asked Lin Zongxuan, who was sitting in the last seat on the left: "Xiao Lin, what should you call me?"

Lin Zongxuan hesitated for a moment and replied uncertainly: "Uncle?"

"You."

Uncle Wang looked at Director Yang with a look of amusement and said jokingly, "Your steel mill is full of smart people."