Siheyuan: Learning to be the sixth

Yi Zhonghai didn't lay too much groundwork. He just started by telling out all the rumors about He Yuzhu in the courtyard like pouring beans out of a bamboo tube.

Yang Weimin was also very angry when he heard this. As the factory director, he had not been home for a long time because the steel mill had been producing a batch of special steels.

So when he heard what Yi Zhonghai said, he became furious.

"Master Yi, I know about this. You go back and do your work. I'll take care of it."

With Yang Weimin's guarantee, Yi Zhonghai felt half relieved.

"Director Yang, thank you so much."

"Master Yi, it's too polite to say that. I've been too busy recently and was careless."

Yang Weimin personally escorted Yi Zhonghai to the door, watched him go downstairs, and then turned back into the house.

Secretary Song looked at Yi Zhonghai and then at his leader's attitude, standing there thoughtfully.

It has been four months since I came here. He Yuzhu thought: "When will the ring start? I miss home."

……

An ordinary day was about to end. Before leaving get off work, Yang Weimin said to Secretary Song: "Xiao Song, go to the logistics department to get some gifts and accompany me on a trip. Remember to bring more things that pregnant women can use."

As soon as Secretary Song heard it, he knew whose house the leader was going to visit.

As a good brother of He Yuzhu, when he was sending gifts to his brother's home, and it was his leader who gave the order, of course he tried his best to grab the most expensive thing he could.

Seeing Secretary Song taking away two aged wild radishes from Northeast China, as well as a bunch of top-quality supplements, the director of the logistics department felt his heart bleed.

However, this was an order given by Yang Weimin himself, so he could only accept it with a pinch of his nose.

In fact, Yang Weimin had no good way to deal with this matter. After all, he was restricted by confidentiality rules and it was difficult to explain.

The dumbest way is to go to He's house more often. After all, most of the people living in this alley are employees of the steel rolling mill.

He just couldn't believe that even though he was such a big shot as the factory director and came to visit with things every day, he still couldn't shut up those annoying people.

"Xiao Song, Xiao Cao, you two should also pay attention to who is spreading the rumors about Zhuzi's family in our factory."

"Director, we will definitely find that gossiper."

Yang Weimin nodded tiredly, thinking: "Let me know who you are, and I'll let you feel why the flowers are so red."

When they arrived at the He family's door, Yang Weimin did not let Secretary Song knock on the door at the first moment.

"Xiao Song, don't knock on the door yet. I'm going to smoke a cigarette first."

How could Xiao Song not know what his leader meant? It was just to let more people see him visiting the He family, which was also a kind of deterrent.

As expected, the workers of the steel rolling mill who were originally chatting and laughing fell silent as soon as they entered the alley and saw Yang Weimin, and hurried back to their respective courtyards.

"Mother, I'm telling you, you are not allowed to interfere if anyone talks about He Yuzhu in the backyard. Do you hear me? Don't force me to slap you~"

It wasn't just his family. Anyone who saw Yang Weimin coming home would immediately warn his family not to get into trouble.

Yi Zhonghai, who was worried all the way, just rode his bicycle into the alley and saw a lump of iron.

He was in a trance for a moment and thought at first that it was He Yuzhu who had returned.

I quickened my pace and walked closer, and saw that it was Yang Weimin.

He quickly said: "Director, why don't you come in now that you are here?"

"Lao Yi, I just had a cigarette. I was just about to go in."

Yi Zhonghai didn't think much about it, and knocked on the door and shouted: "Director Yang is here."

It was Lou's father who opened the door.

"crunch~"

"Old Yang, I haven't seen you for a long time. How come you have lost so much weight?"

"Old Lou, you are more energetic now, and look a lot younger."

They were old acquaintances. When Lou's father and Yang Weimin worked together, their relationship was not good, but it was not bad either.

Now that we have this relationship with He Yuzhu, things are naturally much more intimate.

He Yuzhu was not at home, so the task fell on Lou's mother.

When drinking with a good friend, a thousand cups are not enough; when talking to a stranger, even a single word is too much. Yang Weimin, who was under a lot of pressure, had a very happy and relaxed mood today drinking with Yi Zhonghai and Lou's father.

"Old Lou, my sister-in-law's cooking skills are really good."

"Old Yang, then come often."

Finally, seeing the three people drinking so much that they were almost ready to become sworn brothers, Secretary Song and the He family didn't know what to do for a moment.

On the way back, the driver Xiao Cao asked cautiously: "Brother Song, when the factory manager wakes up tomorrow and finds out that he has become the third brother, he won't blame us, right?"

Regarding this matter, even Secretary Song, who thought he knew his leader very well, said with a guilty conscience: "No way."

……

He Yuzhu naturally didn't know about the interesting things happening in the capital.

Now, after work every day, he prays in his heart, hoping that day will come soon. He calculated that Lou Xiaoe's due date is only a few months away.

He Yuzhu counted the days on his fingers until a few months had passed, and suddenly he received an order to improve the food.

A strong sixth sense told He Yuzhu that the exciting moment was not far away.

The leader gave the order and supplies were readily available. He Yuzhu led the chefs in the canteen and they were busy and having a lot of fun.

The worried base leader came to the kitchen more than once and said to He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, these few days are critical. You must ensure that the nutrition of the experts is adequate."

In order to ensure that the experts had meals whenever they came to the kitchen, He Yuzhu simply divided the chefs into several groups, who took turns on duty 24 hours a day, and he himself lived in the kitchen.

Many years later, He Yuzhu still clearly remembers that it was a particularly magical day.

The weather was cloudy with low visibility in the morning, but gradually became clear as time went by.

He Yuzhu also gave a thumbs up to the comrades in the meteorological department in his heart, as their predictions were really accurate.

As expected, this little historical episode happened again. Due to his outstanding work, He Yuzhu was able to witness this historic moment from the best observation point.

"What's going on? Why didn't the pilot drop the bomb? What the hell~"

The head of the base contacted the pilot immediately and said to the head from the headquarters: "General Nie, it's not a mechanical failure. The pilot was too nervous and flew over the bombing point."

Although the head of the headquarters was dissatisfied, it was not a good time to put more pressure on the pilots.

So everyone got ready again and did it again according to the planned schedule.

As the announcer said: "Ten to nine... one, detonate."

He Yuzhu, wearing goggles, also looked closely into the distance.

With a sudden earthquake, a huge mushroom cloud rose into the sky in the distance.

It was spectacular and dazzling, so dazzling that it made people cry. Everyone hugged each other. At this moment, all the efforts were worth it.

He Yuzhu also shed two lines of tears, and kept saying in his heart: "It's not easy, it's too difficult."

Woo~ Woo~ Then, like most people, I cried like a baby.