Siheyuan: Bringing Warehouses to 1959

The order from the sub-district office was urgent, so based on the principle of strength in numbers, Director Zhang convened a meeting in the courtyard, and it was an expanded meeting, calling on all the uncles from the large courtyards in the alley to attend the meeting.

Because of this, the central courtyard of the quadrangle seemed particularly crowded. Finally, Director Zhang issued an order that only one representative from each household was allowed to attend the meeting.

So those who want to eat melons have no chance.

Director Zhang personally presided over the meeting. She said to the participants: "We will not discuss how to conclude Comrade Zeng Wangcai's case today. After the leadership makes a decision, it will be announced in the near future. At that time, relevant study documents will be issued and distributed to the streets, and the streets will distribute them to various compounds.

"What I want to say is that Comrade Zeng Wangcai has made great contributions. How to determine his contributions is the responsibility of the leadership. What we need to do is to organize everyone to learn from Comrade Zeng Wangcai's fearless spirit, dedication and patriotism..."

This eloquent speech was a bit messy and did not match Director Zhang's level. Perhaps it was mixed with a lot of Director Zhang's personal emotions. Although it was messy, everyone could feel Director Zhang's sincere emotions.

Those who received the news later and joined in later could not understand how a person who had "sacrificed" and then resurrected could receive such a great honor and organize everyone to learn when his merits had not yet been confirmed.

Director Zhang couldn’t possibly know what Zeng Wangcai did on the battlefield, so Director Zhang couldn’t tell anyone, and no one could understand.

But the people above know that those countless rockets flying in the sky that day are the dream lovers of countless military leaders, and they dream of owning them.

The big guys all hope that Zeng Wangcai will come back so they can have a good talk. Can they give the country a share of the things that killed three regiments that day?

This is one aspect of making meritorious service, there is another aspect!

Raw materials, eight thousand tons of raw materials.

The garment factory is now almost known to everyone, both among the general public and high-level officials. This factory, which alone returns half of the total foreign exchange, has become a hen that lays golden eggs.

But now the old hen's production of golden eggs has dropped sharply due to lack of food.

Zeng Wangcai obtained 8,000 tons of raw materials at this time, which was even more timely than a timely help.

Therefore, the leaders unanimously agreed that they should take this opportunity to announce the news that Zeng Wangcai is still alive and publicize his patriotic behavior.

Everyone was excitedly discussing how to study, and no one dared to spoil everyone's interest at this time.

Yi Zhonghai, with a smile on his face, actively participated. Liu Haizhong was a yin-yang person. Yan Bugui regretted that he did not treat the Zeng family the same as before after Zeng Wangcai died.

Yuan Wenshan, who was listening below, had his mouth half open. After he found out what kind of person Zeng Wangcai was, his inner confidence was severely hit. He had a feeling that, I am great, but he is even better.

Just when the meeting was halfway through, a comrade who was left behind by the street office ran in a bit panicked, squeezed through the crowd, and whispered something in Director Zhang's ear.

"Not coming back?" Director Zhang cried out after hearing the news. Then, realizing something was wrong, he glanced at the crowd below and said in a high voice, "Why... did you listen carefully to this incident?"

"Listen carefully, Director. The leader's order is urgent, and it's even more urgent than the previous one." The visitor said anxiously, "In short, you are asked to suspend all activities immediately before any impact occurs and wait for the leader's notice."

"This...how can it be like this, why...is it just like playing house?" Director Zhang was dazed for a moment.

"Please hurry up and don't delay things. The leader is still waiting for a reply."

"Okay, got it!" Director Zhang took a breath and regained his composure. "Go back first and tell the leader that I know about it. I'll handle it!"

"Okay!" The man left immediately.

The people below realized that something was wrong, because even though Director Zhang was trying her best to suppress it, her unhappy expression was still obvious.

We are not fools, we can see the problem without them opening their mouths.

Although Director Zhang was disappointed, she did not dare to neglect her work. She pondered for a while, organized her words, and said loudly: "Comrades, I just received a notice from the leader that our study activities will be temporarily suspended... Nothing happened. Comrade Zeng Wangcai is still worthy of everyone's learning, but the leader is still discussing this... In short, everyone wait and don't think about it, go back first!"

"Director Zhang, isn't this a fuss?" an upright old man from another courtyard shouted, "You are wasting time. You change your mind faster than changing your mind every day. Just tell me the truth. We are all neighbors. We won't talk nonsense. Is it Wangcai...what happened? It's nothing?"

He wanted to ask whether Zeng Wangcai’s “resurrection” was a mistake, but it was difficult to say it in front of Zeng’s family.

The whole family just cried with joy, and now you want them to cry with sadness again?

This is too difficult. As Zeng Wangcai’s parents, how many times would they have to cry in their lifetime?

Cry when alive, cry when dead...

"Old Wu, don't make blind guesses. Wangcai is fine. Just wait and see. It won't be long before we have to study. Let's all go!" Director Zhang forced the meeting to end, leaving many people confused.

There is no way. Although Director Zhang is very capable at work, there is no way to explain this matter. The more he explains, the worse it gets.

When almost everyone had left, Director Zhang came to Zeng's house and faced Zeng Youqian alone: ​​"Mr. Zeng, we have known each other for such a long time. I won't say polite words if there are no outsiders. Tell me the truth. What exactly does Wangcai think? Why doesn't he come back? Do you know about this?"

"He's not coming back? Who said that?" Zeng You was in the mood a second ago, "How could I not know? If he dares not to come back, I will break his dog legs."

"You don't know about this?" Director Zhang asked in surprise, "Didn't he tell you about this when he called you today?"

"No, he just said he was going to bring back a shipload of stuff. If he was going to bring back the stuff, how could he not come back with us?"

"This is weird... Lao Zeng, you should find time to call Wangcai. If he really doesn't come back, try to persuade him."

"Okay, don't worry, it's impossible..."

Director Zhang left sadly.

Seeing that no one was home, Chen Yumei slapped Zeng Youqian and said, "The boss is not coming back, does that mean there is nothing left? That's impossible, right?"

"You don't understand!" Zeng Youqian sat down, "He has things to do over there, important things to do, and he is a little worried that when he comes back..."

Zeng Youqian didn't say the rest of the words because he was worried about scaring Chen Yumei. To be honest, he had the same concerns.

Having been the factory director for such a long time, Zeng Youqian had heard enough of that, no matter how much he disliked it.

Central courtyard, in front of Yi Zhonghai’s house.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong sat opposite each other, Han Qiaosheng and Yuan Wenshan were also there.

"Old Yi, what happened just now?" Liu Haizhong asked in confusion.

"Good news!" Yi Zhonghai smiled and glanced at the front yard, "Zeng Wangcai is not coming back..."

"Ah?" Liu Haizhong was surprised.

"Ah!" Yuan Wenshan was surprised!