Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

He Yuzhu had also heard about Zhang Cuihua's promotion, and thought that his aunt was indeed a good hand, many times better than Jia Dongxu. She only made a slight move, first investigating the situation at Zheng Jiechun's home, then found Liu Lan and asked her to spread a rumor in the factory, then found Zhao Chunyan on the street, and also entrusted Zhao Chunyan to go to Zhengjia Village, Xiangyang Commune, and spread the news along the way. In this way, she did not go to the door, but only made a slight move, and Zheng Jiechun let his mother go back. I am convinced, I have to be convinced, my aunt is my idol, He Yuzhu thought to himself.

Liu Haizhong cleans the toilet very cleanly and has been praised by the workshop leaders many times. This has greatly encouraged Liu Haizhong and strengthened his goal of becoming a team leader and then continuing to strive for progress.

But today, Liu Haizhong heard the news of Zhang Cuihua's promotion on the radio, and he was immediately dissatisfied. What is Zhang Cuihua? She is just a shrew, but she has Li Huaide as her backer. She was promoted by nepotism. It's too shameful, Liu Haizhong was indignant. Li Huaide is too bad. He is nepotism and favoritism in the unit. He is the biggest stumbling block to the progress of the steel mill, Liu Haizhong thought to himself.

"Sister Hua, how long have you been in the factory? You've already become a manager?" Qian Ying said enviously.

"This is Sister Hua's ability. It's Sister Hua and her brother, Deputy Director Zhang. They have made great achievements time and again. It's impossible not to promote them." Liu Mei also quickly flattered her.

"I am far inferior to Dabiao. Dabiao is only 21 years old, and he is already the deputy director. I can't compare with him," Zhang Cuihua said modestly.

"Sister Hua, I've seen that you are destined to be an official. You just joined the factory late. If you had joined the factory ten or five years earlier, you would at least be a department-level cadre, and maybe even the deputy factory director," said Kang Qingquan.

"I can't do that..." Zhang Cuihua waved her hands repeatedly.

There is another clerk in the office, Wang Fang. She feels a little jealous about Zhang Cuihua's promotion, but she admires Zhang Cuihua from the bottom of her heart. She is really resourceful in dealing with problems. She is not like what others say, "a shrew who has no ideas but no brains." After spending more time with Zhang Cuihua, she found that she is not like that. Her wisdom is admirable. She is a treasure aunt who knows so much. The key is that she is generous and often invites people to dinner. This is what a leader should be. Wang Fang also admires Zhang Cuihua.

Zhang Cuihua returned to Yard 95 with the wind in her arms.

"Mom, I heard from them that you became a leader." Jia Dongxu was standing at the gate of the courtyard, waiting for his mother to arrive.

"Yes, your mother has only been in the factory for a short time, and in just a few months, she has become a clerk. I think it won't take long for her to become a deputy section chief or section chief. Dongxu, you have to work hard," He Yuzhu told Jia Dongxu and encouraged him.

"My mother can be a section chief? Are you kidding? Are the factory managers blind? Just be a clerk," Jia Dongxu retorted to He Yuzhu.

Jia Dongxu walked towards the yard while talking, "I was blind to give birth to a thing like you. If I had known you were such a person, I should have strangled you to death as soon as you were born." After hearing what her son said, Zhang Cuihua became furious. She grabbed Jia Dongxu by the clothes and started hitting his back, over and over again.

"Aunt Jia is really good at hands-on work." Xu Damao also came back and happened to see this scene. He admired Zhang Cuihua from the bottom of his heart. Her movements were so cool. She took a run-up, grabbed the clothes, and then started to beat her, one after another, cursing while beating, with a very rhythmic sense.

"Aunt, please save me quickly," Jia Dongxu asked Zhang Lianhua for help.

"Dongxu, if you don't know how to speak, just shut up and think before you speak, otherwise you will get beaten." Zhang Lianhua still gave her nephew face and pulled Zhang Cuihua away, but still said a few words to Jia Dongxu.

"Mom, you have to give me some face. I am a leader in the unit." Jia Dongxu broke free from his mother and ran about seven or eight meters and said to his mother.

"You are just a team leader, how dare you say that? No matter how high-ranking a leader you are, you still have to beat me because I am your mother," Zhang Cuihua said angrily.

"Auntie Jia, can you teach me how to take off my clothes quickly? I also want to be a cadre," Yan Jiedi came over and asked.

"Jie Di, why are you asking this? This is Aunt Jia's secret. It depends on personal aptitude. Didn't you see that Brother Dongxu hasn't learned it yet? If he had learned it, he would have been a cadre in the steel rolling mill long ago, and he wouldn't have been still a first-class worker after seven years." Yan Jiekuang came over and took his sister away.

However, Yan Jiekuang's words stabbed Jia Dongxu's wound again.

Zhang Cuihua got promoted, so naturally she had to celebrate. In the backyard, Huang Xinsheng, the Xu family, the He family, and the Jia family had dinner together.

"When will Seventh Uncle come back? I miss him so much," said Bang Geng.

"I see that you are missing your seventh uncle's delicious food. You are about to enter the first grade, why are you still so greedy?" Jia Dongxu criticized his son.

"Don't you want to eat something delicious? You said yesterday that you wanted to eat fish. Can you catch one?" Banggeng retorted to his father.

"I can't do it. You really underestimate me. I'll go catch them for a few days on Sunday," Jia Dongxu stood up and said loudly.

"Come on, Dongxu, please spare me. I'm 47 years old. Let me live two more years. Don't go into the water. Every time you go into the water, something happens to you. I'm old and can't stand the stimulation," Zhang Cuihua said to her son.

Everyone burst into laughter. The only one who felt embarrassed was Jia Dongxu. He glared at Banggeng and then sat down. "If you don't want to go, then don't go. Do I want to go? Can't I take a break when I have time? I'm so tired from working every day."

"Banggeng, you are going to Hongxing Primary School soon. Can you read now?" He Yuzhu asked Banggeng.

"I know a lot of words. I went to nursery school. Now I can count to a hundred and I can write from one to ten," Banggeng said proudly.

"Can't everyone count to a hundred? Jingshu can write her own name, can you write your own name?" Jia Dongxu stood up again.

"Of course I can. My name is Jia Geng. I can write a long time ago. I can also do arithmetic and addition within ten," Bang Geng said again.

"Then can you calculate what seven plus eight equals?" Jia Dongxu asked his son.

"Is this within ten? I only have ten fingers. Do I have to take off my shoes to solve a problem?" Banggeng thought for a while and said to Jia Dongxu.

"Banggeng is right. There is a problem with Dongxu's question. People have ten fingers in total, but you insisted on giving a number that equals fifteen. Who can figure it out? If you can't even give a question, then you are nothing." Zhang Cuihua immediately smoothed things over for her grandson.

Jia Dongxu sat down speechlessly again. What was going on? Why was he the one who got hurt every time?

It was late at night, and we chatted until nine o'clock, then everyone went their separate ways. No matter whether you are happy or sad, time will not stop. Sometimes falling asleep is a good thing, especially when you are unhappy. When you wake up, you can turn over a new leaf.

This is what Liu Haizhong thought and did. Now he and Yang Weimin have become good friends again, and Yang Weimin's attitude towards him has also improved a lot.