Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

When he returned home in the evening, the grandfather saw that his grandson came back a little late and asked him a question casually.

"Jungguk, what happened today? Why are you back so late?"

"Grandpa, it's nothing serious. The main problem is that the workers blocked the traffic."

Sun Zhengguo hung his briefcase on the hanger as he spoke. It was just a simple sentence, but it scared his family.

"What? The traffic was blocked by the workers. Are you okay?" Grandpa asked quickly.

Ning Xiaowei also hurried over, took her husband's hand and looked him up and down. She felt relieved only after she found that he was fine.

“Jungguk, why are the workers blocking your car?”

"Uh...? What's your reaction?"

Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but laugh when he saw how nervous the family was.

"Didn't my superiors give me the appointment today? What's wrong with the workers blocking the car to congratulate me?"

"Hey! Explain it clearly!" Ning Xiaowei was so angry that she slapped her husband a few times.

But the next second, she seemed to have thought of something?

"Jungguk, what you said a few days ago has come true? Could it be...?"

Sun Zhengguo paused for a moment, then raised his eyebrows and said, "It's done."

Just two words, and the whole family was in chaos...

After calm was restored, the family started to eat dinner. But just as the wine was poured, the phone rang.

Sun Zhengguo could only put down his wine glass and answer the phone first.

The call was from Sun Dajiang, who said that he was going to have a banquet to celebrate his promotion.

"Dad, there's no need. You should know that in my situation, it's okay if I don't invite anyone. If I do, there won't be enough room in the yard. Let's try to keep a low profile."

After hearing what his son said, Sun Dajiang felt that there was some truth in it.

But it's not his character to pretend nothing happened.

After weighing the pros and cons, Sun Dajiang decided to celebrate.

"Zhengguo, listen to me. This weekend, let's go to the small courtyard where you used to live and invite all our relatives over. Dad will take care of everything. We won't charge any money. Is that okay with you?"

After hearing what his father said, what else could Sun Zhengguo say?

"Thanks dad."

"Why are you being so polite to me? By the way, Zhengguo, the second uncle in the backyard has been released. He asked me to thank you on his behalf."

"I know, but I didn't help, so tell him to be polite."

"Okay! Then I won't say any more and hang up."

After the father and son finished their phone call, Sun Zhengguo returned to the dinner table and continued drinking with his grandfather.

……

The next morning, in the institute's conference room, Minister Hong, Sun Zhengguo and others were sitting in the leadership seats, while some section-level cadres were sitting below.

Minister Hong was seen holding a stack of promotion appointments and calling out names one by one.

"Comrade Cai Zhenqiang! He has served as the head of the Institute's publicity department for many years. During this period, he has worked diligently, worked hard, and has excellent ideological qualities.

After research and decision by the Party Committee of the Ministry, Comrade Cai Zhenqiang's original position will remain unchanged, and his administrative level will be upgraded from section chief to deputy director, and he will enjoy the treatment of a 15th-level cadre.

I hope this comrade will guard against arrogance and impatience in his future work, work hard to do his job well, and strive to reach a higher level. "

After Minister Hong finished reading, Section Chief Cai happily went on stage to receive his promotion and said a few symbolic words that he should say.

Of course, someone of his level was not qualified to give a long speech at the front desk. After saying a few words quickly, he returned to his seat.

In fact, everyone may have doubts. Chief Cai has worked for more than ten years and has only been promoted to a higher level. What is there to be happy about?

That's because you don't understand this administrative system. Since ancient times, everyone has their own job. If there is no one to help, people like Section Chief Cai are the most realistic portrayal of this.

For example, with the upgrade of the research institute this time, these people just caught up with the opportunity, otherwise, they would have just had to endure it!

An hour later, the appointment was announced and Sun Zhengguo continued with some encouraging words before adjourning the meeting.

After leaving the meeting room, Minister Hong was about to leave, but Sun Zhengguo did not let him go.

"Minister Hong, please come to my office and sit down. I have some good tea there. You have to eat before you leave."

Hearing this, Minister Hong waved his hand and said, "No, no, it's not appropriate to be so troublesome every time. We should take the lead!"

"No trouble, Minister Hong, you don't know yet, right? Director Hu and Yucheng are going back to Shanghai this afternoon. Wouldn't it be more humane for you, their superior, to give them a farewell party?"

"I see." Minister Hong nodded.

"Then you must eat before you leave. I don't know when we will meet again after this separation. I will go and see you off then."

……

Near noon, in a private room in the cafeteria, two tables of people were drinking and chatting.

Faced with a table full of delicious food, Zhang Huaibei seemed to have no appetite and kept whispering something to his nephew.

Zhang Yucheng nodded repeatedly, "Uncle, don't worry, I promise I will come back often in the future."

"Yucheng! Don't blame your uncle for nagging you. You have been with me since childhood. It is not an exaggeration to say that you are my biological son. You must not be so cruel in the future. I don't know what you are thinking if you don't come back for ten years."

Hearing his uncle's blaming tone, Zhang Yucheng did not feel annoyed at all. Instead, he felt very cordial and responded quickly.

"Yes, yes, uncle. I promise in the name of the old man that if nothing unexpected happens, I will come back at least once a year."

"Not only do you have to come back yourself, but you also have to bring Wen Yue and the children back."

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Zhang Yucheng nodded again. Wen Yue was his wife and currently the deputy director of the southern branch office. It was unrealistic for him to leave at will.

Therefore, he could only fool his uncle first.

Soon, due to time constraints and the fact that the train does not wait for anyone, everyone did not chat too much and hurriedly finished their lunch.

Then it was time to say goodbye. The three cars were ready to go and friends came to see us off.

"Yucheng, don't forget to call me when you get back to let me know you're safe."

"Yucheng, remember to come back often and take care."

"Yucheng, don't forget to write to us and have a safe journey."

……

"Thank you guys, I will, bye."

Zhang Yucheng waved again, trying hard to control his emotions, then got into the car without looking back, and quietly wiped away his tears.

……

The familiar train station, the familiar platform, every farewell is always accompanied by sadness.

Even Sun Zhengguo was overwhelmed by this atmosphere and had a lot to say but couldn't.

Thousands of words finally boil down to one sentence: "Bon voyage."

When Minister Hong saw the train leaving, he said goodbye and left.

Sun Zhengguo was originally preparing to return to the unit, but when he saw Zhang Huaibei still standing alone in the wind, feeling sad, he could only walk up to him and persuade him again.

"Lao Zhang, what are you doing? Your nephew is so old, and he can't take care of himself."

Zhang Huaibei raised his head and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

Then he waved his hand, "Director Sun, let's go back! I'm fine."

Looking at the stubborn old Zhang, Sun Zhengguo shook his head and got in the car...