Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Sha Zhu's reason was blinded by love, so he never doubted anything and continued to follow Qin Huairu like a dog.

There is another more fundamental factor, which is the existence of Huaihua, that is, Yi Xinxin. It is obvious that Aunt Yi does not want her daughter to have any close contact with Qin Huairu. If necessary, Yi Zhonghai might drive Qin Huairu out of the yard.

Earlier, the two parties did not give enough consideration to this. If Qin Huairu really became discouraged one day, this matter would be very troublesome.

When Ye Chuan returned home, he saw his mother and Tong Yao were busy preparing the New Year's Eve dinner, but his father was holding his granddaughter and strolling around with a smile on his face. In his memory, although his father had always been very good to him, he had never doted on him like this, which showed the deep affection between the grandfather and grandson.

Seeing Ye Chuan coming in, the little girl Xiaoxue immediately showed a childish smile and stretched out her arms wanting her father to hug her.

Ye Chuan walked up to her, kissed her little face gently, and said softly, "Xiaoxue is awesome. Daddy is a little cold when he first came in. I'll come back to accompany you when it's warmer. How about that?"

Xiaoxue seemed to understand what he meant and giggled happily...

"Mom, there are only so many of us today, so don't cook too many dishes. Otherwise, it will be troublesome to eat the leftovers until the seventh day of the New Year. We can cook a few delicious dishes whenever we want to eat."

Liu Yue heard this and said with wide eyes, "That's ridiculous. Who would cook on the first or second day of the first lunar month? Usually, we cook more on New Year's Eve, not to mention for seven days, it would be enough even until the Lantern Festival."

"It's up to you!" Ye Chuan replied helplessly.

"Go wash your hands quickly. When the food is ready, you and my dad will go out to set off firecrackers." Tong Yao said with a smile.

Ye Chuan nodded, then washed his hands and stood by the stove for a while. When he felt less cold, he took Xiaoxue from his father's arms.

Ye Yongshun shook his slightly numb arms, with a smile on his face. "Xiaochuan, what would you like to drink tonight?"

"Dad, didn't you bring back a box of Moutai a few days ago? Let's drink that tonight." Ye Yongshun nodded, "Okay, let's drink Moutai."

Now he has become the workshop director, and his son is the director of a business department. He also has a daughter-in-law and a granddaughter. It would have been unimaginable a few years ago. Two years ago, he was still doing heavy work in the factory and only dared to smoke dry tobacco and drink loose liquor. Now he smokes Daqianmen and drinks Xifeng liquor on a daily basis. During the Spring Festival, he also has Zhonghua cigarettes and Maotai. Only three years ago, the whole family was hungry, and his son fell into a trough due to work problems. But in just three years, the family's situation has changed dramatically.

He looked at his son holding his granddaughter, his wife and daughter-in-law busy in the kitchen, and the sumptuous New Year's dinner on the table, and his heart was filled with cherishment for this wonderful time.

When everyone gathered together to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, the streets were filled with the crackling of firecrackers and the sounds of children playing and fighting.

The five of them sat around the table, which was filled with sixteen delicious dishes, which were unique in this era of food and clothing shortages. Tong Yao had just fed Xiao Xue, and the little one was very peaceful after eating. She nestled in Liu Yue's arms and looked at the various dishes on the table curiously.

Ye Chuan ** filled the cups one by one. Tong Yao didn't drink because she needed to take care of Xiaoxue. "Dad, as the head of the family, please express your feelings?" Ye Chuan asked with a smile, holding up the wine glass.

Ye Yongshun waved his hand and said, "Your mother is the head of the family. How dare I take over her place?"

Ye Chuan couldn't help but almost laughed out loud. After his father was promoted to deputy workshop position, his speech became more literary. He could even use idioms like '喧宾夺主' accurately.

Liu Yue rolled his eyes at him with disdain and said angrily, "You are such a bad person. You just said what your son told you to say, but you are still listed as the head of the household in the household registration book."

Ye Yongshun laughed foolishly twice, raised his glass, and said, "In that case, let me just say a few words. Our family has undergone fundamental changes in the past year. With the new member Yaoyao and the child Xiaoxue, we have become a family that everyone in the yard envied."

Liu Yue understood these words most deeply.

In the past, she had almost no status or voice in the courtyard. But since her son took the position of director and she became the deputy director of the workshop, everyone was respectful when talking to her. It is especially worth mentioning that her son's wedding shocked everyone in the courtyard, and even the former arbitrary old man Yi Zhonghai is not so arrogant now.

"Come on, let's drink this glass of wine. Our family will definitely get better and better in the future!" Ye Yongshun said with a smile on his face, and then drank the wine in the glass in one gulp.

Ye Chuan and Liu Yue also drank up the wine in their glasses, while Tong Yao drank soda, and she also drank a glass with everyone. Ye Yongshun happily picked up a piece of pork head and put it in his mouth, savoring it carefully. In the past, he could not imagine that there would be a day like today. Now, the family eats meat almost every day, and fish and shrimp have become regular guests on the table.

Ye Chuan filled everyone's glasses, picked up the glass and said, "Thank you, Mom and Dad, for everything you have done for this family. I also want to thank Yaoyao. Marrying you is the best decision I have made in my life. Thank you for giving birth to such a beautiful daughter for me."

People of this era are not used to expressing emotions. Ye Chuan's words not only brought smiles to Ye Yongshun and Liu Yue's faces, but also deeply moved Tong Yao.

"Ye Chuan, being able to marry you is the happiest thing in my life, and being your father's daughter-in-law is even more of an honor for me."

"We're family, no need to be so polite." Liu Yue said happily.

The family sat at the table to enjoy the New Year's Eve dinner. Liu Yue looked at the time, got up and went to the kitchen to cook dumplings, while Ye Chuan took a string of 5,000 firecrackers and came to the yard. At this time, when every household was eating dumplings, the porches of every house were full of firecrackers. Yan Jiecheng, Liu Guangtian, Ma Jianshe, Sha Zhu and others gathered together to chat.

Seeing Ye Chuan coming out, Ma Jianshe hurried over to lend a hand. Sha Zhu looked at Ma Jianshe who was following him like a follower and curled his lips.

"Xiao Ye, the firecrackers hanging in your house are really big." Yan Bugui said in surprise.

"Five thousand shots, it lasts longer and the atmosphere is more lively." Ye Chuan replied with a smile.

Yan Jiecheng was a little envious, because his father had gone to great lengths to buy a thousand firecrackers. After Ma Jianshe fixed the firecrackers, he said to Ye Chuan, "Brother Ye, it's done, you go first!"

Ye Chuan smiled and nodded, but Sha Zhu seemed reluctant, "He came the latest, why should he be released first?" Ma Jianshe is no longer the same person he used to be. He is not afraid even of the god of war in the yard.

"Silly Zhu, why can't my brother Ye set off first? Your string of crappy firecrackers went off after just one bang, and you still have the chance to find fault?"

"Hey, Ma Jianshe, are you looking for trouble?" Sha Zhu didn't expect that the honest and simple Ma Jianshe would dare to contradict him, so he said angrily.

"Silly Zhu, are you looking for trouble? You can't even have peace during the New Year. Do you want to choose the size of the firecrackers? Or you can set them off first?" Ye Chuan glanced at him and said.

After hearing Ye Chuan's words, Sha Zhu didn't dare to say anything. He took his firecrackers and hung them on another wall, and silently lit the firecrackers with a cigarette.

After a burst of crackling sounds, the thousand firecrackers quickly ended, and the whole process took no more than ten seconds.

Sha Zhu seemed a little unsatisfied. He smacked his lips, put his hands on his hips, and waited to see other people's firecrackers.

Ma Jianshe continued, "Shazhu, are you in a hurry to release the dumplings first? Are you anxious to go home and eat dumplings? Go back quickly after releasing the dumplings, and don't block our way here."

Hao Ren was so angry that he glared at Ma Jianshe and then at Ye Chuan. In the end, he didn't dare to say anything. He walked into the yard dejectedly and went home. Yi Zhonghai watched Hao Ren leave, feeling a little disappointed, and followed him into the yard.

This is the second Spring Festival that Ye Chuan has spent in this era, and it is also a Spring Festival in which he has truly integrated into this era.

Although he stayed up very late on New Year's Eve, he still got up from his warm bed very reluctantly on the morning of New Year's Day. As the commercial director and technical consultant of the Second Electronics Factory, the higher the position, the greater the responsibility, so he had to set out as early as possible to visit the leader's home to pay New Year's greetings before the first wave of people.

First, he went to Mr. Xu's house to pay New Year's greetings. Mr. Xu knew that Ye Chuan's time was precious, so he let him go after chatting for a long time. Then he went to Mr. Song's house. Seeing Ye Chuan's visit, Mr. Song was very happy. After a casual chat, he turned to talk about precision equipment.

"Xiao Ye, the research on precision CNC machine tools is nearing the final stage, which allows us to almost catch up with the pace of Western developed countries in this technical field. If we can get more advanced equipment, our development will be faster." After saying that, Mr. Song looked at Ye Chuan meaningfully.

Ye Chuan smiled bitterly in his heart: the other party obviously hoped that he could introduce some advanced production equipment from abroad again. But he knew that this was not realistic, so he explained: "Mr. Song, the acquisition of this machine tool was a completely unexpected opportunity. I really don't have the ability to get another one."

Mr. Song smiled calmly, understanding Ye Chuan's helplessness and stopped asking. "Although the relationship with the island country has not yet been formally established, in fact, those mechanical equipment that are about to be eliminated in the international market are still relatively easy to buy, but policy restrictions make this matter much more complicated." Ye Chuan added.

Mr. Song nodded and said with emotion: "Although it is indeed difficult, we must take this step." "If you need me, I will definitely do it as long as there is a chance; unfortunately, such opportunities are rare and only come when you are lucky."

"Don't be stressed, Xiaoye. I know how tricky this matter is. If America learns that China has obtained information about precision machine tools, many unpredictable changes may occur."

Ye Chuan understood the weight of these words. Even equipment that was several generations behind this machine tool might not necessarily obtain export permission from the United States.

Later, as more and more people came to visit Mr. Song, he said goodbye politely.

In addition to visiting Mr. Xu and Mr. Song, he also planned to visit several leaders including Chen Xiangdong and Director Yang. However, since he had already met Mr. Xu at his home and did not need to repeat the New Year greetings, he decided to go to work in the commercial office directly.