Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

After seeing Sha Zhu off, Lin Wenjun asked curiously.

"Dajiang, what happened to that young man just now? How come he was made to cry by just a few words from you?"

"Alas! His father lied about his class background and was arrested and imprisoned. Later, his class background was reclassified as landlords, and even the children were implicated. People in the compound don't like these brother and sister."

After hearing what Sun Dajiang said, Lin Wenjun fell silent. There was nothing he could do. This was the characteristic of this era.

"Why are these neighbors like this? Isn't Li Xiuxiu from our village a very nice person? No one looks down on her."

My aunt stood up for me and spoke indignantly.

"Come on, forget it. She should thank her father for not doing anything bad when he was young. Do you think no one has mentioned punishing her family? It was suppressed by my father."

Lin Wenjun said disdainfully.

Sun Dajiang and his wife knew about Li Xiuxiu. Her father, Li Fugui, was a former landlord in the village. He was a decent person and at least had never done anything bad, otherwise he would have been liquidated long ago.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about these things anymore. What are we having for dinner tonight? How about I make noodles for everyone?"

Sun Dajiang didn't want to talk about these things anymore, so he changed the subject and asked everyone what they were going to eat in the evening.

"It's good to roll noodles! I haven't eaten noodles rolled by Dajiang for a long time. Thank you for your hard work, Dajiang."

Lin Wenjun said with a smile.

"He will be tired? Big brother, you are so funny. Usually, you don't even help him when the oil bottle falls. Are you sure he is tired?"

"Hahaha……."

Lin Wencui's joke caused everyone to laugh.

Sun Dajiang was not angry after hearing Lin Wencui's teasing, but spoke happily.

"We are not fighting with words, we are fighting with strength. You all should watch today. I guarantee you will be full."

After finishing his talk, Sun Dajiang got to work immediately. He went to the kitchen to get some flour and started kneading it.

Seeing the pure white flour used by Sun Dajiang without any adulteration, Lin Wenjun and his wife were secretly amazed.

During dinner, the whole house was filled with the sound of "slurp, slurp" as everyone was competing with the noodles.

In addition to rolling noodles for dinner today, Lin Wencui also fried a few side dishes.

Although not as good as the one at noon, it is already very good. If they were all made the same way as at noon, I guess few families would be able to afford it. After all, the landlords don’t have any surplus food!

After the meal, everyone was tired after an entire afternoon, so they chatted for a while, and then, as Lin Wencui arranged, they went to rest.

At night, Sun Zhengguo, lying on the bed, couldn't fall asleep despite listening to the snoring in the room. It wasn't that Sun Zhengguo was being pretentious, but he was too excited to fall asleep as he thought about what happened in the afternoon.

Immediately, Sun Zhengguo’s mind entered the space, and seeing the various cultural relics placed in a messy manner in the space, Sun Zhengguo’s heart was intoxicated.

These cultural relics were collected by Sun Zhengguo from the basement, roof, interlayers, wells, and the bottom of the moat of the Forbidden City during his afternoon tour. Except for those that had owners, all those that did not were collected by Sun Zhengguo.

The cultural relics this time are of various types. In addition to various gold, silver and jewelry, there are also jade, porcelain, bronze, miscellaneous items, and some calligraphy and painting booklets.

All the cultural relics added together probably number over ten thousand.

You know, they only had a quick tour in the afternoon and didn't even see one-third of it. If they had visited all of it, there would be so many treasures to see!

It is conceivable that the Forbidden City has gained so much after hundreds of years of history and having suffered several disasters. How magnificent must it have been when it was at its most glorious.

But when he thought about the disaster it had suffered, Sun Zhengguo felt indignant.

I secretly swore in my heart that after the reform and opening up, I would definitely visit countries like Xiaorizi, Bald Eagle, John Bull, etc., learn from my predecessors who traveled through books, and do some free shopping.

Next, Sun Zhengguo transformed himself into a hardworking little bee and began to sort out the cultural relics and arrange them by categories.

Because there were so many types, I worked until midnight before I finished sorting and arranging everything. Only then did I collect my thoughts and go to sleep peacefully.

The next morning, Sun Zhengguo got up with panda eyes to practice martial arts. It was not until breakfast that everyone noticed that he kept laughing, which made Sun Zhengguo confused.

Under Sun Zhengguo's threats and inducements, the younger sister told the truth. She even gave Sun Zhengguo a nickname "Kung Fu Panda", which made Sun Zhengguo so angry that he chased her around the yard.

After a while of playing, Sun Zhengguo took his younger brothers and sisters to school, while Sun Dajiang and his wife also said goodbye to his eldest brother and sister-in-law and came to the steel rolling mill.

After arriving at the steel rolling mill, Sun Dajiang first assigned work tasks. After everyone left, he returned to the office. Just as he was about to make a cup of tea, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"Excuse me, is Section Chief Sun here?"

The person knocking on the door controlled his voice, imitating a woman's voice, and spoke in a coquettish voice.

“Puchi…hahahaha…”

The voice of the person coming made Sun Dajiang burst into laughter.

"Old Nie, why are you playing with me here so early in the morning? Hurry up, I'm making tea."

When the person outside the door heard what Sun Dajiang said, he opened the door and walked in. After a closer look, who else could it be but Director Nie?

Director Nie came and didn't say anything. He sat down directly, picked up the tea that Sun Dajiang had just brewed, and started drinking it.

"Not bad, not bad, Brother Dajiang. I haven't had tea for a few days. Your tea art has improved! Our office is in need of high-end talents like you. How about you condescend to come down and do odd jobs in our office?"

Director Nie drank his tea and did not forget to tease Sun Dajiang.

"Go, go, go, Director Nie, you came here so early in the morning just for this matter, hurry up, what new gossip do you have?"

Sun Dajiang knew Director Nie well. It was fake that he came to drink tea so early in the morning. He must have some news to share.

"It has to be you, Dajiang, who guessed it right. I'll tell you a piece of news in secret.

Yesterday, I was drinking at my father-in-law’s house. As you know, my father-in-law has considerable influence in the Ministry of Metallurgy.

He told me that the eight-level worker system will be implemented throughout the country after the New Year. What do you think, brother, is this news worth a cup of tea?"

Director Nie said proudly.

"It's worth it, it's really worth it. It's better to know and prepare in advance than to be caught off guard! Brother, on behalf of all the employees in the electrical department, I want to thank you."

Sun Dajiang said sincerely.

"Brother, thank you so much, we are brothers. However, please don't spread it outside to avoid unnecessary impact."

"Okay, brother, I understand. I'm not a nosy person. Come and have some tea."

The two of them then chatted about everything under the sun inside and outside the factory, until the tea had run out of color, and then Director Nie left.

After Director Nie left, Sun Dajiang sat alone in the office and thought for a long time.

Finally, a decision was made!