The Beginning of Siheyuan: The Pig Killer of Qinjia Village

At three o'clock in the afternoon, He Yushui rode a bicycle to Yu's house. Yu Haitang told her that Yu Li was still locking herself in the house out of self-blame.

"Haitang, I'll go and comfort Sister Yu Li."

Yu Haitang said helplessly. "It's no use saying anything. My sister is just stubborn."

She knew the reason and had the same goal, but her sisters with better grades were just a little bit behind, and she estimated that she would have no hope of getting into university in the future.

My sister was sad, and she also felt like she was being abandoned after her rabbit had died.

Their parents repeatedly told them to study hard, otherwise even if Brother Awei let them into the family, they would only be treated like maids and do housework at home. The Chang family had a platform, but they also had to have real skills and knowledge, otherwise it would be embarrassing for Brother Awei if they showed it to others, which would be counterproductive.

He Yushui chuckled. "What if Brother Awei comes back?"

Yu Haitang was surprised. "Really rain? When did Brother Wei come back?"

The light in the sisters' hearts will always be that person.

"It was last night. Let's talk about it later. Go tell Sister Yu Li first."

"it is good!"

Yu Haitang led He Yushui into the house and spoke hurriedly.

"Sister, don't be sad. Brother Awei is back."

Yu Li, who was curled up in bed with her head covered, pulled back the quilt with a look of surprise on her face. "Brother Awei is back?"

The sisters really hadn't seen Chang Wei for two years, so they were naturally very excited.

Then Yu Li thought about her failure in the exam and became depressed again. "Brother Awei must be very disappointed, right? It's all my fault..."

He Yushui persuaded. "Sister Yuli, don't be sad. Sister Huairu asked you to come to her house for dinner tonight. Hurry up and clean up. You don't want Brother Awei to see you like this, do you?

And Brother Awei also said that it was just a mistake. If you don’t pass the exam, you can just take it again next year. It’s no big deal.”

Yu Li asked quickly. "Brother Awei really said that? Is Sister Huairu really not angry that I am not doing my best?"

He Yushui went forward and pulled her off the bed. "How could that be? I'll let you in on something secret. There's good news.

But I can’t tell you now, you’ll know at dinner tonight.”

Yu Haitang was also very interested and asked quickly, "Yushui, can I go with you?"

"of course can."

"Then I'll tell mom not to cook for us tonight."

After saying that, Yu Haitang ran out of the room happily.

……

This side of the courtyard.

With Yan Bugui as the messenger, the news that Chang Wei had returned and had been promoted to factory director soon spread throughout the hospital.

But he was also calculating. Once a piece of news spread, he would grab a handful of dried radishes from one house and a piece of cabbage from another, and he took advantage of many small things in this way.

He also planned to wait until after get off work and wait at the door to smoke a couple of cigarettes with Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

The days are calculated with a clicking sound.

When he passed the message, the idle aunties and young wives in the courtyard had something to talk about and the atmosphere became lively.

Aunt Qu from the back house sighed. "The Chang family is really special. They started out as a butcher shop, which was great.

When the business was no longer viable, he was either the neighborhood committee director or an eighth-level worker. How many years had passed? He was now a factory manager.

This step by step, no matter who has it in their family, it is the blessing of their ancestors. It really proves the saying that good people will be rewarded. "

Aunt Zhang in the front yard said enviously, "That's right. People who want to work in Shengli Canning Factory are scrambling to get in, but he became the factory manager in one step."

The second aunt continued. "You don't know, do you? I heard from our old Liu that the Victory Canning Factory is of a high level and is a military factory. It is probably higher than the steel mill. Director Yang of the steel mill is a department-level cadre, so Chang Wei must be higher than the department-level cadre, right?"

The Shengli Cannery has been developing and now has about 1,500 workers, which is more than the steel rolling mill. Although the production enterprise type is different, the level is higher.

Ma's wife exclaimed. "Oh my God, isn't that a department-level official? Such a high-ranking official, remember our old Ma said that the highest-ranking official in our hometown county is only at the division level, right? Then Chang Wei is higher than the county magistrate."

The third aunt hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Have you noticed that Huairu's dressing style and temperament are becoming more and more extraordinary. She was said to be a waiter and a chores worker in the city government, but I don't think it's that simple.

He looked even more stylish than the street director I met once."

As soon as these words were spoken, the aunts and young wives present immediately began to think deeply.

Gao Shuzhen, a middle-aged woman who had been silent, couldn't help but start gossiping. "It's hard to say. Don't think that serving tea and water is bad. For example, the secretary of the director of the steel mill usually does these things. But his rank is not low, and his power is not small. I heard from Lao Yi that the director and chief engineer of the production department are always polite to him."

Not to mention that Auntie Gao Shuzhen guessed it almost right, but that was in the past. Now Qin Huairu has been promoted to the position of wife.

The knowledge of this group of old women is all based on what they hear when their husbands come home and chat. They talk about the Chang family, but they feel like showing off their own men.

Among them, Zhang Xiaoyu, who was watching the two children playing, listened silently. Jia Dongxu did not talk about these things either. She was too experienced to join in the conversation.

But she was not stupid. According to everyone, Chang Wei, the factory director, was more senior than the county magistrate. Would the wife of the county magistrate serve tea and water and do odd jobs? Of course not.

Thinking about this, a bold idea came to my mind, which I didn't even believe. Could Qin Huairu also be a cadre? And her rank was not low.

At the same time, the desire to find a job that had been dormant for two years was rekindled, and I entered a deep thinking mode.

……

In the afternoon, at the Victory Cannery, when the workers were all going to the movies.

In the factory director's office, Chang Wei, Chen Xueru and Qin Huaiyu were playing a sweaty game of Landlord.

As the saying goes, a short separation is better than a new marriage, and in the special environment of the office, the mood is inevitably high.

By the time we were done, the second movie that Xu Damao was showing on the playground outside was already halfway through. After the first showing, there were fewer workers present, and the remaining ones came with their families. After all, they watched the same movies every week, over and over again, unless there was a new movie, but after watching it eight or ten times, you would get tired of it.

Chang Wei drove a jeep to take Chen Xueru and Qin Huaiyu home, but they were not interested in watching a movie.

Not long after leaving the factory, in the time it takes to step on the accelerator, I saw a group of people watching the excitement outside a long-abandoned factory building in the distance.

This is a very small hardware factory covering only a little over one acre of land. It was abandoned before the founding of the People's Republic of China. The factory building has long been dilapidated, with basically only some broken walls and broken buildings. The yard is overgrown with weeds that are as tall as a person.

It is a common problem among the people of Daxia to watch the fun. They like to get involved no matter whether it is a big or small event.

But this time it was obviously not a trivial matter. Chang Wei faintly heard the sound of gunshots.

Is this a firefight between the two sides?

Chang Wei drove the car over and parked outside the crowd. He could clearly hear the sound of gunfire. The two sides were fighting each other, but the gunfire was not frequent, proving that the number of people on both sides was small.

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