Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

After stamping the red seal, Sun Debao rubbed his hands with a smile: "Comrade Li Weijun, don't worry about the account handling. If possible, see if you can find some honey. Director Yang's wife has a bad spleen and stomach these days. I heard that drinking a bowl of honey water every morning, noon and evening can nourish her."

"Honey? Director Sun, you are really putting me in a difficult position. The situation in the countryside is not good right now. Every household is starving and hungry. How can there be any beekeepers?"

Li Weijun frowned and said with some complaint.

As the saying goes, the crying child gets the milk. If Li Weijun really wants to go to great lengths to get some honey, there is a way.

Zhao Kaitai, the secretary of Zhaojia Village, not only leads the members to grow mushrooms, but also secretly engages in beekeeping.

The only difference is that they are not kept in beehives. Instead, an area is designated in the forest behind the mountain, where the bees are allowed to live and reproduce.

Except during festivals, when the commune would exchange the honey for food, if any member dared to do anything wrong with the beehives, he would be beaten at best, or dragged to the ancestral temple and kneel for several days, during which time he would be cursed by his fellow clansmen in turn.

It was because of this punishment that a paradise was left on the mountain behind Zhaojia Village. Otherwise, if you were starving, why would you still raise bees? You would have to peel off the bark of the trees and split the stumps to make firewood for heating the kang.

These days, firewood is also very valuable.

A bundle of firewood is worth a few buns. Firewood is indispensable for cooking and drinking water. The straw from the fields is piled behind the houses. If the neighbor picks up a bundle of firewood, we will feel distressed for a long time.

It is no exaggeration to say that if there had not been forest rangers patrolling back and forth, several forests around the capital would have been cut down into bare mounds by the members of the cooperative.

Sun Debao also knew the situation in those days. He sighed and patted Li Weijun on the shoulder encouragingly: "The organization is aware of your difficulties. In order to ensure the hospitality standards of our factory, I ask you, no, I beg you, to persevere. Perseverance is victory, victory is everything. The organization will also give priority to your rating and evaluation..."

Li Weijun naturally didn't fall for the sugar-coated bullets and the familiar pie-in-the-sky tactics, and he made his request straight to the point.

"Director Sun, to be honest, I did get the honey through some means, but I had to travel through mountains and rivers, sleep in the open air, and be exposed to the sun and rain..."

Upon hearing Li Weijun's agreement, Sun Debao was delighted and quickly grinned, saying, "I knew you would never let the organization down. So, as long as you can get the honey, I will promote you to the position of Chief of the Purchasing Section, and you will be promoted and evaluated for excellence. When the unit distributes housing in a few days, I will also consider recommending you for indicators as appropriate..."

Having said this, Li Weijun did not refuse, but put forward his final request.

That is, after I went to the rural commune and made a purchase order, some communes wanted money, while others only wanted food, some daily necessities and non-staple foods.

It is easy to ask for money, but if you encounter a commune that is only willing to exchange for physical goods, the logistics department of the steel rolling mill should give instructions.

Sun Debao thought that Li Weijun would go too far and make some excessive requests, but he never expected it to be so insignificant.

He nodded quickly and said, "No problem. Don't worry about the formalities. I'll be there to back you up."

To be honest, the steel rolling mill is not short of coarse grains, especially flour and corn paste. The only thing it lacks is various meats and non-vegetarian dishes.

If there was a commune willing to exchange some bacon, eggs, fish, shrimp, etc. for coarse grains, Sun Debao would be more than happy to do so.

With Sun Debao's endorsement, Li Weijun did not hesitate. After taking the letter of introduction, he went back to the Propaganda Department and repeatedly reminded them about the arrangements for the social evening.

Only then did he go to the canteen's kitchen and specifically asked Sha Zhu to fry a few light vegetarian dishes in advance and put them in a lunch box for him to take back to the courtyard.

Qin Huairu is now in a very poor condition and has no appetite for meat. It would be difficult to explain if her condition is delayed.

"Hey! Brother Weijun, why didn't you tell me about this earlier? If you had told me earlier, I would have personally cooked for you three vegetarian dishes and one meat dish, so that you could taste my brother's cooking skills. But today is a special day, and you know it's really inconvenient. How about you try Ma Hua's cooking skills?"

Upon hearing that Li Weijun would not have dinner at the steel rolling mill, Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment and looked at the clean clothes he had put on with great difficulty with embarrassment.

On weekdays, he wore an apron covered in grease, and it was no big deal for him to be covered in dirt.

But tonight is a blind date with Yu Li after all. If I continue to get all greasy, won’t this marriage be stillborn?

"Okay, I understand. Malaysian Chinese are not bad. I see they serve you very attentively. If you have any special skills, don't hide them. Are you afraid that teaching your apprentice will starve you to death?"

Li Weijun glanced at Ma Hua jokingly. Although this man didn't have any outstanding qualities, he was honest and knew how to repay kindness. In the original plot, he followed Sha Zhu and worked hard as a waiter.

Even when Sha Zhu was down and out, he tried every means to rescue and help him. He had a clear conscience and was sincere to his master Sha Zhu.

It was Sha Zhu who was sorry for his apprentice as he only taught him how to cook common meals like big pot rice, pickled cabbage, and hot and sour potato shreds. He kept the proper Tan family dishes a secret.

When Xu Fugui took Li Weijun to learn projection technology, he did the same thing as Sha Zhu, only teaching him how to start the projector.

But there is no mention of how to repair the projector, generator, or even the speaker, how to replenish and maintain the film, how to quickly deal with a film jam, how to avoid screening accidents, and how to select movies.

It can be said that the rule of law saved Xu Fugui...

"Look at what Brother Weijun said. Master is very kind to me, and Brother Weijun is also very kind to me. I remember all the kindness you and Master have shown me. Let's not delay any more. Brother Weijun, tell me what dish you want to eat. I can't guarantee whether it tastes good or not, but it is definitely a dish that is cooked with great care."

Seeing Li Weijun speaking for him, Ma Hua looked at Li Weijun with gratitude.

After Li Weijun announced the names of the dishes, he volunteered to start preparing the pot and heating the oil. As for washing the vegetables, that job was done by a special auntie.

Some time later, Li Weijun, carrying several aluminum lunch boxes, rode his bicycle slowly back to the courtyard.

Just as he happened to appear on the stage, he ran into Song Wanjun who was hurrying over.

"Li Weijun, are you going back to your room with your lunch box?"

Song Wanjun frowned and looked at him in confusion.

After seeing the three or four lunch boxes in Li Weijun's basket, he sighed in his heart: "Man is made of iron and rice is made of steel. He can stuff so much rice into his basket, no wonder he has so much strength."

"Oh, Sister Wanjun, something happened in my room. I won't stay in the factory tonight. Let's have a few drinks another day."

At the social gathering tonight, Li Weijun originally wanted to work with Song Wanjun to do something popular in the dark.

But Qin Huairu still had a high fever and needed someone to take care of her. After weighing the pros and cons, she could only reluctantly decline Song Wanjun's kindness.

"Look at your anxious look, as if that room is a golden nest. There are many beautiful girls in our factory at the social gathering tonight. It's your loss if you don't come. I didn't beg you to come."

"Hey, Sister Wanjun, what you said is not decent. A nest of gold or silver is not as good as my own brick nest. I have treasures in my brick nest. It is warm in winter and cool in summer. The bed is also quite big. If there is a chance, would you like to invite Sister Wanjun to visit my home? Don't think my humble home is simple."

"He's full of nonsense, and he's not serious at all..."

Seeing that Li Weijun had given up, Song Wanjun showed a fleeting trace of disappointment. She rolled her eyes at Li Weijun and went to prepare the decoration of the hall for the social evening party.

Tonight's first social evening party for the food factory and the steel mill is the first time she has taken the lead in putting together a makeshift team since she took office as the women's officer.

No matter whether the factory secretary takes it seriously or not, it is of great significance to Xu Wanjun.

In the ups and downs of officialdom, although it is said that cigarettes and wine can help you get along, one must still be strong himself and have good professional abilities. Otherwise, one will be mediocre and in the dark, and even if one tries hard enough, he will not be able to show his abilities.

After riding his bicycle back to the courtyard, Li Weijun couldn't help laughing when he saw his third uncle Yan Bugui, who was going home from school and get off work with him.

The third uncle Yan Bugui, who was in good condition when he left in the morning, was now covered in dust and looked depressed. His long face was covered with scratches. If Li Wei was not mistaken, there seemed to be a clearly visible tooth mark on his neck.

"Oh, Third Uncle, you are still as sharp as ever. You and Third Aunt are already the same age, but your passion has not faded. Tsk tsk tsk tsk, it's not easy, not easy."

"It's not that difficult. I! I! I! Aunt Zhang, she, she, she is so unbecoming!"

"We are all civilized people. We live under the same roof and we can see each other everywhere. We can just close the door and do whatever we want. How can she go to school and make trouble? That is unreasonable!"

Yan Bugui, who looked lonely, mentioned this and was almost angry to the point of exploding. He adjusted his glasses tremblingly and said tremblingly.

It turned out that Jia Zhang, who had lost her front tooth in the morning, refused to accept the loss and went to Red Star Primary School to make a scene, insisting that Yan Bugui had knocked out one of her teeth and demanded compensation.

Otherwise he would have hit his head against the school beam and thrown himself to death, throwing a tantrum, with disheveled hair and foul language, and he insisted on seeing the principal and secretary of the school by pressing Yan Bugui.

When such a thing happened in a place where people are taught and educated, basically all the teachers and students in the school were in an uproar. Some younger students in the lower grades recognized that this was the grandmother of their classmate Jia Geng, and there was a burst of ridicule and mockery.

But Yan Bugui is a weakling. Although he speaks very well, when he meets a tough guy like Jia Zhangshi, he is like a scholar meeting a soldier, and he cannot explain himself clearly.

In the end, if the police patrolling nearby had not arrived in time and stopped the farce, he would not have been able to escape until now.

"Li Weijun, please tell me, the public has sharp eyes, please judge for me, am I not the victim in this matter? She hit me with her head this morning, missed and knocked out her front teeth, how can she frame me and blackmail me, this is illogical!"

Yan Bugui had a lot of grievances in his heart and had no place to vent them, and he was just about to start talking.

Suddenly, a snort of contempt came from behind. Turning around, I saw Jia Dongxu supporting Jia Zhangshi and coming back in a huff, followed by a man with tear marks on his face.

Looking at Banggeng's aggrieved look, it was obvious that he had endured countless cold stares from his classmates. For some reason, Li Weijun felt extremely happy in his heart.

There are still many good classmates in the world...

"If you don't explain, you won't understand. I'm the victim. This..."

Yan Bugui, who was preparing to make an impassioned speech, felt a chill down his spine. Like a mouse seeing a cat, he quickly stopped the car without even bothering to lock it.

He hurried back to his room and closed the door, fearing that he would get into trouble again.

"Look at how cowardly he is. He calls himself the third uncle. How can he be so embarrassed? I think it's better to call him the third grandson! Dongxu, this matter is not over yet. He wrongly accuses our family of being dishonest and not establishing our authority. Do you really think that we are weak and easy to bully?"

Jia Zhang spat at the door of Yan's house, glanced angrily at Li Weijun who was joining in the fun nearby, and was about to go back to the house with her hands folded and her neck retracted.

But the dirty Banggen bit his finger, pulled down Jia Zhang's sleeve, pointed at the lunch box in Li Weijun's hand, and said pitifully: "Grandma, I'm hungry..."

If it were someone else, Jia Zhang would definitely use a lot of emotional words to carry out a moral blackmail and also attack with unreasonable demands.

But she had just suffered a setback at the hands of Li Weijun a few days ago, so the old witch was still somewhat timid. She squatted down, touched Bang Geng's cheek, and coaxed him, "Be good, we're not hungry. When we get home, grandma will cook noodles for you. If it weren't for your crazy mother, would we be in such a mess? If you ask me, when your mother gets old, don't take care of her in her old age. She is from a different family and is not on the same page as us Jias."

Jia Dongxu, who was standing by, came to his senses at this time: "Mom, are you saying Huairu went back to her parents' home? Why didn't I hear her say that? No wonder the police notified me to pick you up, and the call was even made to our factory."

"I don't know whether she has returned to her parents' home or not. She was nowhere to be seen since early morning. God knows where she has been. If you ask me, when she comes back this time, you should let her know how powerful you are, so that she won't be unruly all day long..."

"Mom, that's true. It's better for Huairu to go back to her parents' home. There will be two less mouths to feed. It would be better if we could get some food from the countryside back to the city. Otherwise, if we don't save the food we brought back a few days ago, we will probably starve before the middle of the month..."

When Jia Dongxu found out his wife was missing, his first reaction was not to ask around to look for her. In fact, he felt secretly relieved.

It can only be said that we are not a family, and we do not enter the same family.

Li Weijun was listening to the conversation between the mother and daughter, feeling sad for Qin Huairu. He pushed away the dishonest hand and said, "Go wherever you want. I have good wine for friends, and I have shotguns for wolves and thieves."

His ferocious appearance scared Bang Geng, who had attempted to steal, and made him scream. This trick has always worked for Sha Zhu and other residents of the courtyard.

When a child cries, adults will feel embarrassed, but if their hearts soften, it may be time for dinner.

But who is Li Weijun? Moral kidnapping? It doesn't exist at all.

His father Jia Dongxu still owes me money, it's bad luck for me, haha...