Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

Zeng Wangcai’s current military rank is level 6, grade 19. He became a captain less than a year after joining the army. This speed is difficult to achieve even in wartime.

Old man Yang was worried that Zeng Wangcai would say something inappropriate, but in fact his worry was excessive. He wouldn't say it, and the reporters wouldn't ask.

Zeng Wangcai was wearing a military uniform and sitting upright. There were five or six people in front of him. They belonged to two groups, one was from the military newspaper and the other was from the Sijiucheng newspaper.

The military newspaper was our own, so we didn’t ask many questions, mainly from a female reporter with a ponytail from the old city.

The female reporter's surname was Miao. She had thick eyebrows and big eyes. She held a notebook and a pen in her hands. She asked questions and took notes, and asked her colleagues to take pictures of Zeng Wangcai.

The questions were not sharp and were even easy to answer. They were just formalities and mainly revolved around the battle at the steel mill.

The core of the problem is something that Zeng Wangcai is familiar with and helpless about:

"Comrade Zeng Wangcai, please tell us what you were thinking when you were alone facing the spies?"

"Comrade Zeng Wangcai, what gave you the courage to face the spies?"

"...How does the spirit of not fearing hardship and not fearing death make you..."

To be honest, Zeng Wangcai never thought that he would face these problems one day. In the future, he would definitely make some jokes, of course as a security guard: What? I'm lying flat, and you ask me why I don't stand up so that others can cut leeks more comfortably?

He won't now.

In addition to the change in identity, the main thing is that the times are different. What we say now is not empty talk. Many people, especially those in the military, are not afraid of hardship or death. This is really their spirit and belief.

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Sijiucheng, steel rolling mill.

Zhang Xiuzhi started with three things. The first was to improve professional skills. The security department and the security section staff had to increase training during working hours. The second was to improve work attitude. They had to know when to patrol, where to pass, and what to check. They were not allowed to be lazy.

In just two or three days, the security unit was transformed, but Zhang Xiuzhi was also talked about by her colleagues.

Security department duty room.

A few people who had just returned from patrol sat listlessly on the beds used for overnight comrades to rest and sleep, took off their shoes and let the smell of their feet spread.

"I'm so exhausted. I have to walk around the factory several times in one shift and visit every corner. It's really exhausting."

"That's right. One trip requires more than ten miles. Not only do your feet get worn out, but your shoes as well."

"You're still wasting food. I'm hungry all day now."

"Zhang Xiuzhi is too cruel. Why would the higher-ups let her be the section chief?"

"She is very capable and has someone above her."

"There's someone up there? Who? How come I don't know?"

"It's Zeng Wangcai who used to work in our factory. Last time our factory was in trouble with spies, Zeng Wangcai made a contribution and our factory benefited from it."

"I have made contributions, but I haven't seen any praise..."

A few people were smoking and chatting. Although they were dissatisfied with Zhang Xiuzhi's strictness, they did not dare to disobey.

The previous section chief, Li Yong, was very capable, but he was not up to par under Zhang Xiuzhi, and this was reflected in the training.

Another one made a contribution, and the factory benefited from it. The security department was not left out either. All of them were commended on both sides. The Chaoyang Branch gave them spiritual rewards, and the factory gave them substantial rewards - money and tickets.

So, they just stayed at the stage of discussion.

The discussion soon turned to Zeng Wangcai, who had brought them benefits, and they discussed what reward Zeng Wangcai would get.

In the small room next to the duty room, there are two or three desks, one of which belongs to Zhang Xiuzhi, and there are also staff on duty from the confidential department.

At this time, a girl from the confidential department was reading a newspaper.

On the front page of the newspaper, a black-and-white photo of Zeng Wangcai was prominently published, with the caption: A certain unit of our army defied difficulties and smashed the enemy's plot...

It goes without saying how important newspapers are these days. All government agencies, schools, etc. read them.

The news published on the front page is directly equated with spirit.

Some people believe that the current literacy rate is low, many people are illiterate and cannot read newspapers.

Then you underestimate our current power in propaganda. It doesn't matter if you are illiterate, because the factory has a propaganda department and each district has a street office.

"Hey, hey, hey, come and look, isn't this person Zeng Wangcai who used to work in our factory, your section chief's boyfriend?" When the little girl saw someone around her in the newspaper, she was so excited as if she had discovered a new continent.

The big man who was picking his feet immediately ran over and opened the window between the two rooms.

"It's really him. I've seen him. He's Zeng Wangcai, our section chief's boyfriend."

"Good fellow, less than twenty years old, and already a captain."

"This guy is so impressive. He's on the front page of the newspaper."

"It's hard to explain. He paid for it with his life..."

The dissatisfaction I had just felt disappeared the moment I saw Zeng Wangcai in the newspaper.

At the same time, a wave of learning from Comrade Zeng Wangcai swept through every corner of every factory. The propaganda departments of various units were planning, brewing, and organizing to learn from Zeng Wangcai...

Siheyuan, front yard.

The cultural center of the Siheyuan has moved from the central courtyard to the front courtyard. After dinner every day, many people will unconsciously come to the front courtyard.

These people are divided into two factions. One faction focuses on the Zeng family's furniture making and house repairs, and revolves around Chen Yumei.

The other group was mainly composed of flatterers Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, who surrounded Zeng You, and listening to the radio was a major hobby of these people.

At this time, the only radio in the hospital was placed at the door of Zeng's house, surrounded by Zeng Youqian and others.

After a burst of music, an orthodox female voice came from the radio: "The day before yesterday, Comrade Zeng Wangcai from a certain unit of our army made outstanding contributions in defending national output..."

"Hey, hey, hey, we're talking about Wangcai. I told you that Wangcai was in the newspaper, and you didn't believe it. Come and listen..." Yan Bugui shouted in surprise.

He also read the newspaper, and when he came back he told everyone about it as if he was showing off his treasure, but many people didn't believe him.

As soon as he shouted, the female comrades came over.

"Comrade Zeng Wangcai was not afraid of difficulties and smashed the sabotage actions of the enemy spies, giving full play to the fine traditions of our army...Comrade Zeng Wangcai was awarded the second-class individual merit... and was awarded the rank of captain..."

This is how you create stars, appearing in newspapers and on the radio.

From this point on, no one could shake the Zeng family's status.

At the deaf old lady's house in the backyard, Yi Zhonghai, who got the news, came over and told her that Zeng Wangcai was in the newspaper.

There was a kerosene lamp lit in the old lady's room, and the light was dim.

Her old eyes sparkled: "That guy is famous now. Alas, it's too late. Forget about Pigeon City. Zhonghai, don't worry about it. Just live your life honestly. Go out and try to go back to work in the future."

The deaf old lady was obsessed with the Phoebe nanmu and wanted to do something about it, but when Zeng Wangcai was in the newspaper, she backed down.

Yi Zhonghai has already made up his mind to be honest for a while, so naturally he would not get into trouble at this time.

Just like studying Zeng Wangcai, spring ploughing is also in full swing all over the country.

Because of the poor harvest last year, everyone from top to bottom has put in a lot of effort this year to work hard to have a bumper year. To this end, all units have provided escort for spring ploughing.

The tractors, generators and other equipment that Zeng Wangcai wanted were all delivered to the base at once.

On the night of receiving the equipment, Zeng Wangcai immersed his mind in space and began to modify the equipment in preparation for mechanized planting.