Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

"Appoint Xu Huizhen as the official manager of the Daqianmen Tavern..." When the news came out, everyone was shocked.

"Oh my god, they are the representatives of the public." "How can this happen?"

"The private side's person became the public side's manager..." The people present kept talking about it.

There is no news more shocking than this one.

You know, the public manager is the public representative. There has never been a public representative served by the original owner of the enterprise. This is the first time in history.

Nima!!

How could this happen?

Liao Yucheng and Fan Jinyou were overwhelmed. They never expected that they stepped down to make way for others.

Yesterday they were vowing to hold a referendum, saying they would expel Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen. What a complete plot twist.

Now that they have been fired, Chen Xueru and Xu Huizhen have become representatives of the public side.

"Xueru, Huizhen, congratulations!"

"We are all colleagues from now on, please take care of each other." "Huizhen, you are singing like a liberated serf..."

The bruised and battered representatives of the government, as well as the original shop owners who had ignored them, all showed goodwill to them.

These people are not fools. If it is a battle between Liao Yucheng, Fan Jinyou and Chen Xueru, Xu Huizhen.

Then, Liao Yucheng and Fan Jinyou were completely defeated. Chen Xueru and Xu Hui really fought back.

The fact that they were able to win despite being in a disadvantaged position is enough to prove that they have someone behind them.

Upon hearing the news, Cheng Xueru and Xu Huizhen were at first bewildered, then ecstatic, and finally confused again.

They didn't do anything, how could they win?

Moreover, the position of the public representative was something they could not even imagine.

"I understand, I understand." Xu Huizhen seemed to have thought of something. "What did you understand, Huizhen?" Chen Xueru wondered. "A letter, a letter, a letter from your man." "Ah~~~"

Chen Xueru's brain short-circuited. Last night, Yang Muzi gave her two letters and asked her to hand them over to the leaders of the street office.

I never expected that things would change so drastically just because of these two small letters.

Liao Yucheng failed miserably and she became the representative of the public side.

Chen Xueru was very curious about who wrote those two letters and what they said, and why they were so important.

You have to know that if you appoint a public representative, the street office has no final say. The street office has no real power at all and cannot make decisions on major issues. Minor issues require referendum.

This kind of thing must be reported to the district at the very least, and the district leaders have the right to appoint a public manager.

However, even the district may not be able to make a decision to let the original owner of the store serve as the public manager because there is no precedent.

The fact that the person who wrote this letter was able to change the situation in an instant is enough to show how powerful he is.

Chen Xueru also didn't expect that her man had such a brilliant background.

Xu Huizhen was so excited: "Xue Ru, your man is so powerful. He solved my biggest problem without standing up and saying a word."

Yes! Brother Mu doesn’t show up, but he can help me solve all my worries.

Ever since I met Brother Mu, he has taken care of me in every aspect.

Marrying Brother Mu in this life, I, Chen Xueru, will die without regrets. Chen Xuru couldn't help but sigh.

"Xue Ru, next time you see that leader, please say a few good words for me."

Director Jia came over and said flatteringly, "Director Jia, you're too polite. Of course, of course."

Chen Xueru stood up quickly. Director Jia was the immediate superior of these public representatives and had never been so polite to them, the original owners of the shops.

Chen Xueru became more and more curious about who the person who wrote the letter was.

No, I have to ask Brother Mu when I get back.

When Chen Xueru returned home, Yang Muzi was lying in a rocking chair in the yard basking in the sun.

In front of him, Yang Ping'an and Yang Pingxin learned to read and write, while Yang Pingshun and Yang Pingyi ran around their older brother and sister.

Chen Xueru walked over and gently squeezed Yang Muzi's shoulders. "Is everything settled?" Yang Muzi smiled. "Everything is settled! Brother Mu, thank you!"

Chen Xueru also laughed. As expected, it was the man who was behind everything.

Yang Muzi patted Chen Xueru's hand and said nothing. They were already an old couple, so there was no point in being polite.

Chen Xueru lowered her voice and asked, "Brother Mu, who is the person who wrote the letter?"

Yang Muzi said lazily: "Just a friend."

Chen Xueru: "Then what does he do?"

Yang Muzi: "You will know in the future. It won't be long before he comes to our house again."

"Oh!" Chen Xueru nodded, becoming even more curious.

Time flies, and it is already March or April after the Chinese New Year. Spring is here, flowers are blooming, and the sun is bright and mild.

After a period of time, Chen Xueru's silk shop became prosperous. Although it was not as good as before, it was still pretty good.

Xu Huizhen's tavern was also run by her and it was flourishing. Although she didn't make much money, she also avoided all kinds of troubles.

Now Chen Xueru is in charge of the silk shop. She doesn't have to work so long every day. As long as she grasps the general direction, she can spend plenty of time at home with the children.

It is worth mentioning that children grow up very fast.

Yang Ping'an and Yang Pingxin learned Chinese characters almost perfectly in just one month.

In order to enrich their knowledge, Yang Muzi borrowed a set of elementary school textbooks, including textbooks from first grade to fifth grade.

Within two months, I had finished learning all the primary school knowledge.

Yang Muzi did not teach more advanced knowledge. He felt that the children were still growing up and this was a process.

With their intelligence, they will have plenty of opportunities to learn knowledge in the future. Childhood is for playing.

But Yang Ping'an was not satisfied with the status quo and insisted on asking Yang Muzi to teach him Chinese medicine.

Before Huichuntang was closed, all medical books, prescriptions and other things were placed into the system space by Yang Muzi.

Since Yang Ping'an wanted to learn, Yang Muzi let him do it. And Yang Pingxin was also a restless person.

She originally wanted to study fashion design, but had to give up because she was too young.

But this girl has recently become obsessed with painting.

Yang Muzi herself has no talent in this area, so he doesn't know where to start if he wants to teach her.

But talent is something beyond words.

Yang Pingxin paints whatever he sees and whatever he thinks of. No matter what he paints, he can paint it vividly. He has shown an extraordinary talent for painting since he was a child.

The two little guys, Yang Pingshun and Yang Pingyi, also began to learn to read.

Yang Muzi was too lazy to teach them, so he waved his hand and left the task of teaching them to read and write to their older brothers and sisters.

When it comes to studying, the two little ones are not inferior to their older brothers and sisters. They are equally intelligent and have photographic memories.

The two little guys also have their own preferences.

The third brother, Yang Pingshun, was very interested in antiques and pestered Yang Muzi all day long to learn how to identify antiques.

Of course, his talent for antiques is also amazing. As for the fourth child, Yang Pingyi, Yang Muzi couldn't see what his talent was.

However, this child is a big questioner and asks Yang Muzi a million questions every day.

There are some questions that Yang Muzi cannot answer. For example: Why are there two wires? Why does a light bulb light up? Why can't a bicycle go backwards?

Yang Muzi sat on a lounge chair basking in the sun while the children were playing in the yard.

Chen Xueru came out of the room holding a newspaper: "Brother Mu, look, there is a new leader joining the team."

"Oh?"

Yang Muzi opened his eyes. There was a new leader joining the team. Such news would cause a huge sensation across the country.

It means that there is a new person who has made great achievements. "It's him!" Yang Muzi couldn't help laughing after taking the newspaper and taking a look at it.

The front-page headline is that Comrade Chen Xuejin works diligently and performs excellently, and is appointed Minister of Food from today.

There is also a photo of Chen Xuejin on it. Who else could he be if not a big leader?

Before, when the big leader was in charge of his family, there was no officially appointed Minister of Food.

There may be several people with the same status as him. These people will be sent to various places for assessment. In the end, the one with the best results will pass the assessment and naturally get promoted.

Don't underestimate this Minister of Food. In ancient times, before the Qin Dynasty, he was called the Minister of Agriculture.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was called Zuo Cheng, which means Left Prime Minister. He was in charge of the Ministry of Revenue, in charge of agriculture and economy, and in charge of the world's granary.

The Right Prime Minister is in charge of the Ministry of War and commands all the troops in the world.

In ancient times, people emphasized that left was on top and right was on the bottom.

Holding the fists together and bowing with the left hand pressing on the right hand represents peace, because the right hand is used to hold weapons.

Having said that, we cannot generalize.

Personally, I think that military generals conquer the world, and scholars rule the world. During wartime, the right prime minister is definitely more powerful.

In peacetime, the left prime minister is definitely more powerful.

Of course, the economic structure of this era was not mainly based on agriculture, and the structure was more complex, so the classification of officials was more detailed.

Compared with the left prime minister in ancient times, he definitely does not have as much power as him.

However, in those days of food rationing, one had to be quite capable to become the Minister of Food.

Chen Xueru was curious: "Why, Brother Mu, do you know him?" Yang Muzi: "I guess I know him. I met him once." "Okay!"

Chen Xueru was speechless. In her opinion, Yang Muzi was just a one-time encounter, so maybe she had met him before but he didn't know her.

You must be kidding. Not everyone can know the Minister of Food. "Hahaha, brother, look who I brought with me."

Yang Zhengcheng's voice suddenly rang out, and then he followed a man in a hat into the backyard.

The man wearing the hat was thin and his brim was pulled down very low, so it was difficult to see who he was.

"This is?"

Yang Muzi stood up.

"What? Brother Yang, you didn't recognize me so quickly." The man took off his hat. Who else could it be but the leader? "It's him!!!"

Chen Xueru shuddered.

She never expected that the person she saw in the newspaper would suddenly come to her house.

Although she was a strong woman and well-informed, she couldn't help but be shocked at this moment.

"Old Chen, it's you!" Yang Muzi said with a smile. Old Chen! Chen Xueru shuddered again.

Brother, this is the leader, a very important leader, can you please show some respect?

"How's your health lately?" Yang Muzi asked. "Um..."

The big boss was stunned, and quickly winked: "Thanks to you, I am fully recovered."

"Old Chen, big brother, let's talk inside. Let me introduce you. This is Chen Xueru, my wife."

After entering the house, Yang Muzi introduced her. "This is my sister-in-law. Not bad, not bad. Brother Yang is so lucky."

Glancing at Chen Xueru, the big boss nodded: "Have you settled your work issues?"