Siheyuan: I earned foreign exchange in the heyday

In just one day, the news of building the Sijiucheng Motorcycle Factory spread throughout the city.

There are even rumors that residents under the street office will be given priority in admission.

All of a sudden, all the children in the family, those who were old enough and those who were not old enough, started to walk.

The information obtained in Siheyuan was more accurate. Not only did they know that the factory had started construction, they also knew how big it was and even that Chen Changan was the factory director.

In the front yard, Yan Fugui was stunned for a moment after hearing the news. It would be a lie to say that he did not regret it, after all, his two sons were working in the processing plant at the time.

Without saying too much, at least one of them can enter this motorcycle factory, right?

It's a stable job that can be passed down from generation to generation, and it's a business that makes motorcycles.

Motorcycles are more upscale than bicycles. Apart from anything else, as a New Year benefit, it is more than just a few pounds of hairtail.

But in the end, they ended up with nothing. The eldest son went to labor camp, the second son was expelled, and the third son was still in school. This family did not gain any benefits at all.

For Yan Fugui, who was always calculating, this made him want to die. Now that he thought about it, Chen Changan had planned to expel his family at this critical moment. He must have received the news in advance.

There was nothing he could do about it, since he and Chen Changan had completely fallen out.

If he went to beg Chen Changan now, would he still have the integrity of a scholar? Even if he didn't have this integrity, Chen Changan might not help his family.

Yan Fugui had no other options. He had begged, tried both hard and soft tactics, and reported Chen Changan. Now Yan Fugui had no other options for Chen Changan.

In the Intermediate Court, the Jia family had different opinions after hearing the news. Jia Xudong didn't have any opinions, although he was jealous that Chen Changan could be the director of such a large factory.

But it's not like he doesn't have a job. Although he's so tired that he wants to sleep after get off work every day, he has nothing to do with Chen Changan.

Jia Zhang secretly cursed Chen Changan at home. He couldn't understand why his excellent son was just a worker in the steel mill even though they lived in the same courtyard.

How can Chen Changan, who works in the front yard, be qualified to be the factory director? He was a small purchaser in the steel rolling mill. He didn't go to work every day and would bask in the sun in the yard from time to time. How can he be the factory director now?

Why? I curse you, Chen Changan, to ruin your factory in a few years. Then we'll see what you can still be proud of.

Unfortunately, I dare not say these words even at home and can only fantasize about them secretly in my heart.

Qin Huairu was feeling lucky that her family was different from that of her third uncle Yan Fugui, and at least she did not offend Chen Changan to death.

When Banggeng stole the fish, the two families had an unhappy quarrel, but my mother-in-law was also punished, and she still has a psychological trauma about going to the toilet.

As for the second time when her stick smashed Chen Changan's fish tank, Qin Huairu thought it was not a big deal. After all, she had to pay for it in the end.

And it was only five dollars, so Chen Changan didn't suffer any loss. If he asked Chen Changan for help, he could also go to work in the newly built motorcycle factory. Then his family would be much better off.

At least my household registration can be changed to an urban household registration, so that my children can also have urban household registration. Except for Jia Zhang, all the family members have a quota, and the family will not be so difficult.

She was only thinking about how to ask Chen Changan for help. Young people like this usually have the weakness of being simple and kind.

Thinking of finding someone to discuss ideas with, I saw that Jia Dongxu had fallen asleep. Jia Zhang was muttering in the corner, probably cursing someone again. Banggeng and Xiaodang were eating roasted sweet potatoes that they got from somewhere.

After sighing, he continued to think alone.

At Shazhu's house, he was eating peanuts brought from the factory and drinking some wine. Shazhu was in a bad mood today because he had a fight with the canteen director of the steel mill.

Sha Zhu felt that the canteen director was nothing, he used chicken feathers as a token of authority and ordered people around every day.

Without Sha Zhu, there would be no need for any reception dinners in the canteen. Sha Zhu should be the one who should be the canteen director.

He also heard about the new motorcycle factory being built in Sijiu City today. Sha Zhu was also considering it. If it doesn't work out, he will go find Chen Changan and work as a canteen chef in the new motorcycle factory.

With his skills, he went to the motorcycle factory because of Chen Changan's favor. He didn't have to look at the faces of the canteen director and Li Huaide every day in the steel rolling mill.

Although Director Yang of the steel rolling mill was nice to him, he could not handle the troublesome kids under him.

In the backyard, at Xu Damao's house. Eating the chicken he got from his father-in-law, Xu Damao thought that he had made a mistake. He never thought that the former buyer would become the factory manager.

I don’t know if I can ask Chen Changan to transfer to the motorcycle factory and get a section chief position.

After all, I know everything about showing movies, so I am more than qualified to be the head of the publicity department. If that doesn't work out, I can be the deputy head.

In the backyard, at the home of the second uncle Liu Haizhong, eating scrambled eggs, he looked at his three sons and fell into deep thought.

My eldest son, Liu Guangqi, will soon graduate from technical secondary school, so I don't have to worry about him. My second son, Liu Guangtian, has just graduated from junior high school, but he does nothing every day and is annoying. My third son, Liu Guangfu, is still in school, so I don't have to worry about him either.

The eldest son was his pride, and at one point, the second uncle Liu Haizhong believed that he would be the first cadre to emerge from the compound.

Although Chen Changan took the first place, the technical secondary school diploma is still the first among the young generation in Siheyuan.

Liu Haizhong, who is determined to become a cadre, is not a cadre yet, but his son is destined to become a cadre after graduation.

Whose children in the courtyard are as good as my own? These ignorant neighbors blame me for beating my children every day?

Can they learn from their mistakes without being beaten? Can they learn from their elder brothers without being beaten?

Looking at his two younger sons who were sitting obediently at the dinner table, the second uncle Liu Haizhong was furious.

Look at what kind of character they are. Look at the eldest son, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Compared with him, the two younger sons don't look like their own children.

A slap landed on the back of the head of the second son Liu Guangtian. When Liu Guangtian raised his head, he saw the result of the close contact between his mouth and the table, and blood immediately flowed out from the corner of his mouth.

Liu Guangtian looked up at his second uncle Liu Haizhong with an innocent face. He didn't know where he had done wrong and felt a little aggrieved.

But being beaten has become commonplace, so it is more important to eat, otherwise when a fight breaks out, I won’t be able to eat enough.

Looking at his second son who was slapped by him but was still eating as if nothing had happened.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong was so angry that he kicked Liu Guangtian off the dining table.

He cursed loudly, "You only know how to eat. Go wash your mouth and come with me later."

Liu Guangtian, who hadn't finished his meal yet, immediately stood up and went out to wash his mouth. Dare to disobey? Believe it or not, if you dare to say no, the stool will fly towards you immediately.