Siheyuan: I Raised Ten Thousand Wild Boars

It's true that there are only wrong names, not wrong nicknames.

Li Guohua really didn't know the legend of Shen Wansan, but the blossom of Malan was well-known to him.

There is also a saying in later generations that this year the Soviet Union and the United States will hold a small meeting and withdraw all the Little Boy technology, leaving only a factory in Lanzhou to research on its own. Then a few years later, the research was finally successful, and everyone made up this jingle to express their excitement.

I don’t know why it exists now, and I don’t know which version is the real one. Anyway, just stay away from it.

"Guohua, don't listen to him, it's all nonsense! If you really want to find treasure, why not go to those abandoned courtyards and look around in the corners, eaves and pillars? Maybe you can find a few copper coins!" Han Wenlong said with a smile

No normal person would believe what Xu Liguo said. They are all legends, he just made them up.

"Oh, it looks like my treasure hunt is about to end before it even begins!" Li Guohua wailed.

It's not like he hadn't thought about going to the courtyards around the imperial city and studying the underground of those large courtyards or the cracks in the city walls. But what kind of places are those? Can ordinary people go there?

If it really doesn't work, I'd better continue to go to the park and dig tiles. After all, it's a useful thing.

"Guohua, don't think about those things. The treasures were found a few years ago. How can they wait for you? I heard that the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill will show a movie tonight. Let's go to watch it tonight?"

"No time!"

What's so good about the movie? It's all the same old stuff. It's better to just spend the night chatting with my wife.

After chatting with the two of them for a few words, he was about to go find his young wife. As soon as he walked out of the office, he saw Zhang Danian walking towards him from a distance.

"Director Li, are you going back again?"

When this guy saw Li Guohua, he greeted him enthusiastically and held a small paper bag in his hand, which looked like tea.

"Well, the farm cannot be without people, so I just came here to take a look!" Li Guohua nodded and said.

This guy was very smooth in everything he did and was good at scheming. As for hating him, that was not the point, as Li Guohua himself was not a gentleman, but he was not prepared to make close friends with him.

"Hey, Director Li, you are a busy man, running back and forth every day. Are you free tomorrow? I would like to treat you to a meal!" Zhang Danian rubbed the corners of his clothes with his hands and asked with a longing look on his face.

"Brother Zhang, we are so familiar with each other, and we are not strangers. If you have anything to say, just tell me directly!"

Okay, please treat yourself to a meal. Is there anything you need my help with?

"It's nothing serious. You've taught us for a few days. I just want to ask you how to improve the daily work of security guards!"

Seeing that Li Guohua refused, he felt lost for a moment.

"Well, I heard that Chief Jiao's brother-in-law is getting married next month, and they're short of meat. Chief Jiao's wife is getting anxious now!" Li Guohua smiled slightly and said something that was completely unrelated.

Section Chief Jiao, whose full name is Jiao Zhiqiang, is the head of the factory's production section. With Xu Ligong and Han Wenlong around, Li Guohua couldn't help but know about these gossips in the factory.

This is another Cui Dake-type character, a smart person who doesn’t need too much explanation and will figure things out with just a little guidance.

The relationship between people is not about fighting and killing, but about human relationships. Zhang Danian came to give a gift when I got married, so I should just return the favor.

A commune in the suburbs

Jia Zhang was holding a large bowl, hiding under a haystack, and occasionally looking up at the sun.

One is that I don’t want to be seen as lazy, but I really don’t have the energy to work anymore. The other is that it can protect me from the sun. As for getting dirty, who cares so much now?

When she returned to the countryside, she was quite satisfied.

Every day I carried a small hammer and followed the team members, hammering some small stones and making steel together. There was no pressure at all.

The most important thing is that there is no limit on the amount of food you can eat in the cafeteria of the team, and you are encouraged to eat more.

Jia Zhang felt like she had arrived in heaven. She ate a lot every day and became lazy after eating. She didn't want to work at all. However, since they ate from the same pot at this time, no one cared about her.

What changed was that two months ago, the village clerk found the brigade secretary and reported a very serious problem, that is, there was not enough food.

The reason is that they started eating from the same pot last year, and it didn't matter whether they worked a lot or a little, so everyone lost their enthusiasm for work. In addition, the large-scale iron smelting project delayed a lot of farming time, so last winter's harvest was about 30% lower than in previous years.

The brigade secretary was frightened. Now there was no food, and anything could happen.

So the brigade began to reduce staff. Those who worked had food to eat, and those who did not work did not. They had to find a way to hold on until the summer harvest.

Jia Zhang's identity was exposed all of a sudden. She lived alone in the countryside, and her nephews couldn't even take care of their own families, let alone her.

Fortunately, Jia Dongxu agreed to give him a few dollars privately every month as food money, and the brigade secretary gritted his teeth and agreed. From then on, Jia Zhang's share would be put on the current account.

But it seemed like God was doing it on purpose. The more difficult it was, the more he would go against you. For several months, not a drop of rain fell. People had no choice but to carry water to save themselves.

Jia Zhang was a heavy girl, and couldn't do ordinary farm work. Carrying water would kill her, so she just threw a tantrum and played hide-and-seek with the secretary every day.

Look, everyone was busy fetching water, carrying water, or digging ditches. She was holding a big bowl, waiting for the signal for the team to start eating.

Soon, four people appeared in the distance, two young men carrying loads on their shoulders, and two girls carrying baskets. They walked towards this side, calling people to come for food from door to door.

Jia Zhang rushed out in one quick step, and before the man carrying the load had even stabilized, she impatiently poured herself a large bowl of rice. Seeing that there was also a semi-meat dish of braised cabbage and pork, she picked out the fat and put it into her bowl.

"Zhang Xiaohua, what are you doing!"

Now the other members disagreed. They said, "Not only are you lazy, but you also eat so much and only pick the meat. Do you think you are the landlord?"

"Da Kui, I'm hungry. I'm sorry!"

Jia Zhang was not stupid, and scolding wouldn't hurt her, so she said sorry while opening her mouth wide and eating rice vigorously.

The man, who had just finished his work, was already in a bad mood. When he saw how selfish Jia Zhang was, he became even more furious.

Most of the people present were young men and women, and although they were very angry, they could not take action. However, the older women did not have so many concerns.

"Zhang Xiaohua, it seems that I am too good to you!"

I saw a middle-aged woman in her fifties or sixties with a towel wrapped around her head. She grabbed Jia Zhang's collar, raised her right hand high, and gave Jia Zhang a big punch in the face.