Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

"No, Yongfa didn't make any mistake." Old Mrs. Hong was a little scared now.

"Just because you say no, it's no? Do you have the final say over the steel mill? Hong Yongfa's family members have serious feudal ideas and must be expelled. Don't you want your son and daughter-in-law to divorce? The factory can approve it now, and you and Hong Yongfa will be sent back to your hometown tomorrow. People like you are just bringing shame to the steel mill. Just get out of here," said Zhang Cuihua.

"Leader, I was wrong. I was wrong," Old Mrs. Hong was really crying now, and she kowtowed to Zhang Cuihua and the others.

"I'm not the leader. The one you beat is the leader. I'm just a worker," said Zhang Cuihua.

Old Mrs. Hong turned around and began to kowtow to Zhao Lan.

"Sister Hua, what are you doing..." Hong Yongfa replied.

"Hong Yongfa, your mother beat Section Chief Zhao and keeps asking you to divorce your wife, saying that she can't live without a boy. I want to ask, does your family have a throne that needs to be inherited?" Zhang Cuihua asked loudly.

"Sister Hua, I'm just an ordinary worker. My daughter is very good, not naughty and very well-behaved. I like my daughter," said Hong Yongfa.

"You like it, but your mother doesn't. The factory has decided now that your mother has deep feudal ideas and wants you to help her reform. She has big problems. You should go back to your hometown and reform. The factory will handle the divorce procedures for you two. You can take your mother back to your hometown tomorrow," Zhang Cuihua said to Hong Yongfa.

"Mom, do you really want this family to break up?" Hong Yongfa said to his mother.

"Yongfa, I..." Old Mrs. Hong didn't know what she wanted to say.

"Stop talking. I am your only son. I can't ignore you. Pack up and let's go back to Gansu tomorrow." Hong Yongfa lowered his head heavily.

"Yongfa, if we don't go back, everyone in the village is fleeing famine. What are we going to do if we go back? Will there be a way to survive?" Old Mrs. Hong was anxious.

"You do this every day. You have to go back. It's a pity for these three girls. If you find a stepfather, I wonder if he will beat them." Hong Yongfa squatted down.

"Chief Zhao, please spare Yongfa. I was wrong. I won't do it again." Old Mrs. Hong knelt in front of Zhao Lan again.

The girlfriend of "Sister Hua" Hong Yongfa also returned from the factory.

"Xiao Na, please talk to your leader. I won't make trouble anymore. I won't make trouble anymore." When Mrs. Hong saw her daughter-in-law coming back, she quickly asked her to help plead for mercy.

Zheng Na came to Zhang Cuihua and was pulled aside by Zhang Cuihua to talk for a while. Then Zhang Cuihua and Zheng Na came over together. "Zheng Na still has feelings for Hong Yongfa, and is willing to give you and Hong Yongfa a chance. Only once. Next time if you make trouble again and we hear about it, either you go back to your hometown by yourself, or you and Hong Yongfa go back together," Zhang Cuihua said to Old Lady Hong.

"Stop making trouble. I won't make trouble anytime soon," said Old Mrs. Hong, convinced.

Hearing that Old Mrs. Hong had given in, Zhang Cuihua asked Wang Fang to write a letter of guarantee, and she and Hong Yongfa both put their fingerprints on it. Then Zhang Cuihua and others left the Hong family.

"Yongfa, isn't she Zhang Cuihua from Hongxing Street? Is she also a cadre now?" Old Mrs. Hong knew Zhang Cuihua.

"Of course she is a cadre now. Her cousin is the deputy director and second in command of the factory. What he says is final. If I tell you to go back to your hometown, you have to go back," Hong Yongfa said to his cowardly mother.

"I haven't heard that she has an uncle who is a leader," Old Mrs. Hong said to herself.

"He is her third aunt's cousin, a distant relative, but her younger brother is also a section chief in the factory. You can't mess with those people who came. The tall and thin one is the wife of the personnel section chief, and the other one is the chief engineer's brother-in-law. The man is the deputy factory director's elder brother-in-law. And this newcomer, the one you pushed down, is a section chief. We don't know where he came from. Mom, please don't do it. If you do it again, our family will really have no way to survive." Hong Yongfa explained the interests to his mother.

"I can't even afford to offend Zhang Cuihua, let alone those people. I'm done with this." Mrs. Hong was really scared today, because going back to the village now would be a dead end. She and her son haven't farmed for many years, and they can't farm. Even if you can farm, how can you do it? It's not raining.

After Zhang Cuihua and others came out, they happily reviewed the incident and found out the shortcomings in the incident. Now Zhang Cuihua and three others were in the front, Kang Qingquan and Wang Fang were following behind. As for Zhao Lan, no one paid attention to her.

"Now that we have solved this problem, we must celebrate. How about we go to the Red Star State-owned Restaurant to have a bowl of cold noodles?" Zhang Cuihua made a suggestion, which was unanimously approved by everyone. Then the five of them happily went to the restaurant opposite the factory. As it was still early, everyone sat under the fan and chatted.

Zhao Lan was a little confused when she saw everyone went to the restaurant. I am the section chief, why didn't anyone call me? I also paid a lot, and only after I was beaten did you have an excuse to attack me? Didn't you call me when you were having cold noodles?

No one knew what Zhao Lan was saying, but she knew that she had put out two of the three fires she had just started, and it was still uncertain whether the third one would start. Among her five soldiers, only Wang Fang was an obedient citizen. As for the people like Zhang Cuihua, she could not win over them by argument, nor could she beat them with the night watchmen. Their backers were almost the same. How could she manage them?

Zhao Lan wondered if it was a mistake for her to come to the Steel Mill Women's Federation. The Steel Mill Women's Federation was too complicated, and now she just wanted to return to her warm nest.

When the weather gets hot, people don't want to move because they will sweat if they move. As a cultivator in the foundation-building stage, Zhang Dabao is naturally immune to cold and heat, but Lou Xiao'e and the Yu sisters are not like that, so they have stopped their favorite game of cards.

Nowadays, Zhang Dabao likes to read alone at the door of his house or under the shade of a tree. He has basically finished reading all the books he brought from the black market in Baoding. They are ancient books, but not the kind that Zhang Dabao wants.

It was already evening when I returned to No. 95 Courtyard from reading in Masi Hutong.

"Seventh Uncle, have you eaten?" Jia Dongxu stood up from his stool when he saw Zhang Dabao coming back.

"I just ate a little bit, didn't you eat anything?" Zhang Dabao asked.

"I've eaten. Zhuzi wants to talk to you about something. I'll go call him." Jia Dongxu walked to the rear window of He Yuzhu and shouted.

He Yushui and He Yuzhu heard Jia Dongxu's shout and walked over.

"Brother Dabiao, Section Chief Lin Hua wants to invite you to dinner tomorrow night. They came to the hospital during the day and you were not at home, so let me talk to you," said He Yushui.

"Let's go together tomorrow night," Zhang Dabao agreed.

"Okay, will you bring a gift?" He Yushui was very happy to hear that Zhang Dabao was going to take her with him.

"I have a gift. The weather is too hot, so I have to take some time to go to the factory to see if there are any motors. I can assemble an electric fan," said Zhang Dabao.

"Seventh Uncle, can you assemble electric fans?" Jia Dongxu on the side stood up immediately after hearing this. He was really impressed by this uncle who was five years younger than him. There was nothing he couldn't do.

"What's so difficult about this? The senior technicians in the factory will learn it just by watching. By the way, you are a first-level worker, not a senior technician," Zhang Dabao said, and did not forget to mock Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu didn't care because he was used to it. It was even more okay now because he was a postman.