Siheyuan: Since 51

The evening breeze came slowly, stirring everyone's hearts.

The big guys have spent their entire lives working hard to save the collapsing building, not only to help the rabbit get back on its feet, but also to gain recognition from the entire village.

Twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I am longing for the respect I deserve.

Lin Zhiyuan narrowed his eyes slightly, with a hint of confidence at the corners of his lips.

"Uncles, please rest assured. It will take a few months. I will have someone carry us in."

The gentleman raised his eyebrows slightly, quite surprised, and asked with a gentle smile.

"The African brothers are indeed ready. The two A's and Baba Yang have wanted to propose it again at the village meeting several times, but we held it back because of you. Is the time ripe?"

Lin Zhiyuan lit a cigarette and took a slow puff.

"Yes and no, this sedan chair has someone else to carry it. We are going to have a table. I have been planning for several years. If this person doesn't have some weight, I don't think it will be satisfying."

As soon as these words were spoken, the scene fell silent, and then the brigade commander grinned and cursed.

"Tell me, don't keep me in suspense. Who do you want to carry it?"

Lin Zhiyuan smiled slightly and slowly uttered three words, "Very beautiful."

With a loud bang, discussions broke out.

After a few seconds, Kenong shook his head, obviously not believing it.

"Zhiyuan, you must have drunk too much. He has been preventing us from going to the table. Even if he is Da Piaoliang, do you still expect him?"

The old man paused, his mind moved, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he asked tentatively with a smile, "Because of the economy?"

Lin Zhiyuan chuckled and nodded vigorously.

"Of course, nowadays, not only in Europe but also in America, almost all daily necessities, including home appliances, come from our company.

After several years of preparation, Xiao Ni’s coming to the stage is the final link.

Led by California, in addition to the fireworks complex, major financial groups receive billions of dollars every year, but they don’t get it for free…

Four months ago, I strongly insisted on cleaning up Zhendao, risking a full-scale fight with the Russian bear...

Now, whether it is sincerity or benefits, they have given enough face. When the fuse is lit, it would be unreasonable for them not to reciprocate. "

It was said ambiguously, but everyone seemed to understand.

It is roughly speculated that by infiltrating daily necessities, helping the Da Piaoliang Consortium to make money, and completely breaking with the Russian Bear, they showed goodwill to Da Piaoliang, and thus sought to get to the table.

After a full minute, the old man finished smoking a cigarette. He didn't ask any further questions, but just asked casually, "How sure are you?"

Lin Zhiyuan blurted out without thinking.

"Eighty percent will be served at the table, and Da Piaoliang will carry the sedan chair, half."

"Wow, that's not low."

The old man sighed, then chuckled, tapped the table lightly, and made a promise in a loud voice.

"Everyone is here today, and I'll give you a promise. If you make it to the table, you'll advance one level. If the pretty girl is carried in, I'll nominate you as deputy steward."

As soon as these words came out, Lin Zhiyuan's computer suddenly crashed.

Good man, deputy butler?

Even before the reorganization, there were many deputy stewards and they were not fixed. To become one of the fifteen or sixteen in one step is too crazy, right?

Thirty-eight in total, thirty-nine in age. Isn't it a bit too much?

Unlike Lin Zhiyuan who was dumbfounded, the others not only did not object, but also kept nodding and agreeing.

Especially the gentleman, with a smile on his face, he spoke slowly.

"Economic development has an immediate effect. I didn't mention it before, but in the past three years, Zhiyuan has been coordinating the overall situation. In practical terms, he has already performed the duties of deputy housekeeper. All along, it was because he was too young that I didn't promote him rashly. However, if this matter is accomplished, I have no objection."

Immediately afterwards, Xi Xian agreed.

"That's right, who would have thought that my young age would become a hindrance. If I were ten years older, I could retire. You guys just play cards and chess all day long, pushing me to the front. I have a very hard life. I envy you."

……

Each and every response hit Lin Zhiyuan's nerves.

After a few minutes, he caught a glimpse of the old man winking, the gentleman's eyes full of encouragement, and the others' approving gestures. He let out a long sigh and clenched his fists.

"Then let's make a deal. I have to step forward and do a special report on my resume. Otherwise, I can't stand the public gossip."

"Hahaha."

Mr. Guan at the other table laughed out loud and made the promise immediately.

"Not only TV, newspapers, and radio are all included. For a week in a row, I will let everyone in the family know that you have made steady progress with solid grades, okay?"

The old man took a puff of his cigarette and added calmly.

"Don't worry, we old guys will stand up for you and clear your name."

……

Seeing that Lin Zhiyuan's face was flushed and he was obviously upset, everyone smiled and didn't ask anything else.

They quickly cleaned up the table and continued playing cards and chess, waiting for the live broadcast of the moon landing.

The TV station was originally going to stop broadcasting for six hours in the second half of the night, but it made adjustments and aired a few movies.

Just so that the general public can witness history and remember the gap.

As "Comrades" ended, there were a few crackling sounds from the TV, and then the picture jumped.

Because Lin Jialiang's card skills were too poor, he became a spectator. He glanced at the TV from time to time, was the first to notice, and quickly clapped his hands to greet.

"Quick, quick, stop, the live broadcast is starting."

The people who were playing the game enthusiastically lost interest, threw away the cards in their hands, and gathered around.

As time passed, Arms stepped down from the lunar module, leaving behind a clear footprint.

In the picture, the background is pitch black, the lunar surface is grayish white, everything is silent and fluctuating.

A tattered flag was raised, and Arms spoke a few words to the camera.

The old man was watching intently and couldn't help asking.

"Who heard what he said?"

The noise was too heavy and the voice was not loud, so Lin Zhiyuan couldn't hear clearly. He smiled based on his memory of his previous life.

“That’s one small step for me, one giant leap for mankind.”

Hearing this, the old man was stunned, then sighed and sighed.

"Traveling in space is indeed a big step."

In his previous life, countless people analyzed the video frame by frame and said with certainty that the moon landing was fake, but Lin Zhiyuan couldn't tell the difference.

All I know is that at this moment, the images on TV are truly shocking.

It is also known that it was this move that made the Bear-Eagle space race more intense and accelerated the process of the Russian Bear's demise.

"Old man, there is no need to belittle yourself. If there is a gap, we should admit it and work hard to catch up."

……

Not only the Lin family, but hundreds of millions of people in the family stayed up all night, guarding the village brigade to watch the live broadcast.

Lin Zhiyuan specifically gave instructions and the announcer deliberately guided the audience, which resulted in countless people starting to teach the children a lesson after the event ended.

"You little brat, see? This is the gap. You should study hard and contribute to the country in the future."

"My daughter, did you hear me? You must face the gap correctly and work hard to catch up. Our family needs all kinds of talents, so you must study hard!"

……

After breakfast, the bosses went home to rest.

Lin Zhiyuan had just boasted and was also thinking about going to the table to eat, so he went straight to the Special Economic Bureau.