Siheyuan, my new life

Thousands of miles away in the west wing of the Siheyuan at No. 95, Luoguxiang, South of Sijiu City, Huang Ying, who was dressing her son in the west wing, suddenly heard Xiao Linzhou whisper, "Mom, when will big brother come back? I miss him."

Huang Ying lowered her head and kissed her son on the forehead, then smiled and said, "Your elder brother is on a business trip and will probably be back in a few days. By the way, don't forget to bring some candy today. Aunt Xu's sister Xiaotong gave you candy yesterday. We can't just eat other people's food. Good friends should know how to share."

Xiao Linzhou nodded his head seriously: "Mom, I know. Auntie also gave me a box of delicious food. It contains not only candy but also dark chocolate. Auntie told me to hide it and not let my second sister see it, otherwise my second sister will snatch it from me again."

Huang Ying smiled and rubbed her son's head: "Silly son, your second sister is teasing you on purpose. Don't you think about what delicious food your second sister has left for you? Okay, go out and wash your face, brush your teeth, and get ready for dinner. Auntie and mother made millet porridge and delicious boiled eggs today."

Xiao Lin Zhou agreed, jumped off the bed, and ran out.

Seeing her son's happy back, Huang Ying showed a relieved expression on her face. She never thought that when her biological father and brother were ruthlessly adding insult to injury, it would be Zhou Xiu and Lin Yu who pulled her and her son out of the sea of ​​suffering.

Now, not only does she have a satisfying job, but her son also receives love from everyone in the family all day long.

In particular, Zhou Xiu was extremely caring towards Xiao Lin Zhou. She asked about his well-being and was considerate to him every day. There were many things that even his biological mother did not notice, but Zhou Xiu would take the initiative to prepare everything for the little guy.

To be honest, every time facing Zhou Xiu, Huang Ying felt a little ashamed.

Shaking her head vigorously, Huang Ying quickly folded the quilt for her son, then stood up and walked out of the room.

The family finished their breakfast, packed up briefly and prepared to go to work. The yellow military backpack that Xiaolin Zhou was carrying today looked bulging, obviously filled with a lot of things. While eating, the little guy asked his aunt, saying that the aunts and uncles from his mother's side often gave him fruits and candies, and asked if he could bring some candies to them.

After hearing this, Zhou Xiu smiled and praised Xiao Lin Zhou for being sensible. After finishing breakfast, she filled the little guy's backpack.

Lin Nan and Sun Yong now only go to the staff quarters of the People's Armed Forces Department to visit their parents and their baby son every Sunday. The mother-in-law is now retired and at home. All she does all day is do housework and take care of her baby grandson. When the young couple proposed to take their son back to live for a few days, the mother-in-law flatly refused and almost kicked them out before they could even have a meal.

Zhou Xiu got off the jeep driven by Sun Yong at the gate of Jiaodaokou Subdistrict Office. She waved to several people in the car and walked into the gate of the office carrying a backpack.

At this time, the security guard, Uncle Jiang, was sweeping the snow foam that was blown down from the roof at the door with some effort. The old man was holding a wooden stick that had been polished to a shiny finish in his left hand and waving the broom vigorously in his right hand.

Zhou Xiu had already read the files of all the people in Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office and knew that Uncle Jiang was an old Red Army soldier from northern Shaanxi. He was injured in his left leg in the late period of the War of Liberation and left the army. With Uncle Jiang's qualifications, he was fully qualified to enjoy his old age in the army sanatorium, but the old man insisted on continuing to do some work within his ability. In the end, the superiors couldn't persuade him and had to arrange for Uncle Jiang to guard the gate of Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office.

Zhou Xiu took a few quick steps forward, took the broom from Grandpa Jiang, and swept the snow foam together in a few strokes. Then he took the shovel at the door of the guard room and shoveled the snow onto the snow pile opposite the gate. After returning, he smiled and said, "Grandpa Jiang, your legs and feet are not convenient, so let the young people do these jobs."

Grandpa Jiang said with a smile: "Secretary Zhou, several young men from our street office came to our office early this morning to sweep the snow. The snow at the door was just blown down by the wind. I had nothing to do, so I thought about moving around. I've been sitting all day and my bones are rusted."

After saying goodbye to Uncle Jiang, Zhou Xiu walked towards her own office in the Intermediate Court.

Looking at Zhou Xiu's back, Uncle Jiang walked back to the guard room with a smile. Although Secretary Zhou had been in Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office for less than a month, she was approachable and amiable, without any official airs at all.

Secretary Zhou’s resume is no secret in the Jiefangkou Sub-district Office. He served as the director of the Dongxing Sub-district Office in Tianjin for many years. This time he was transferred to Beijing just to live with his son.

As for Secretary Zhou's son, he is very famous in this street corner. He is less than 30 years old but he is already the deputy secretary of the Municipal Bureau, deputy director and secretary of the Security Department of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. He lives in the west wing of the courtyard at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang.

Zhou Xiu walked into her office. The room had already been cleaned and even the hot water was ready.

Zhou Xiu walked to the stove, picked up the kettle and took a look at it, then reached out and picked up the shovel to add some coal to the stove, returned to the desk, picked up the teacup, rinsed it with hot water, opened the drawer and took out a tea can, pinched a little tea leaves and threw them into the teacup, poured hot water on it, and picked up the newspaper on the desk.

Zhou Xiu's current job is quite leisurely. Most of the specific matters are handed over to the directors and deputy directors below. She herself has worked in the street office for many years and is very familiar with many things. Although Beijing is somewhat different from Tianjin, they are basically the same, so she can get started on the job quickly.

There were two gentle knocks on the door, and Zhou Xiu said directly: "Come in."

Director Wang of the office walked in with a smile and said as soon as he entered the door: "Secretary, I'm here to ask for your help."

Zhou Xiu picked up a teacup on the desk, rinsed it with hot water, and made a cup of tea for Director Wang. Then she smiled and said, "Director Wang, what can I do for you? I will definitely help you if I can."

Director Wang picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea: "Secretary Zhou, the Spring Festival is coming soon. In the past, the Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office would prepare something for the families of military martyrs, veterans, lonely elderly people and some families in difficult circumstances in the area during the Spring Festival and National Day every year. In the past, they would seek help from several nearby factories. As you know, I have just been transferred to the Jiaodaokou Sub-district Office and I am not familiar with these factories." At this point, she smiled embarrassedly. Secretary Zhou came even later, only about twenty days at most.