Siheyuan: I just want to live

After Chen Feng finished chatting with Sun Xiaojuan, he rode his bicycle back to the courtyard in a happy mood.

When he got home, he glanced at the clock on the wall and found that it was almost ten o'clock.

So he quickly went into the kitchen and started preparing lunch. He knew that in a little while, Jin Ming would be back from school, and Jin Ling would also be home from get off work.

Although the scrap yard now provides lunch, Chen Feng still insists that Jin Ling come back to eat. On the one hand, the cornmeal at the scrap yard is far less delicious than the white flour buns at home.

On the other hand, Chen Feng felt that the family did not lack this little food, and there was no need to let Jin Ling compete with other employees for that little bit of food.

He still wanted Jin Ling to enjoy the lunch she made comfortably at home, which would give Chen Feng an inexplicable sense of accomplishment.

In the kitchen, Chen Feng was busy cutting vegetables and frying, skillfully cooking one dish after another that was delicious and fragrant.

When Chen Feng finished cooking, Jin Ling and Jin Ming came back almost at the same time. After the three of them finished lunch, Jin Ling cleaned up the table, stayed at home for a while, and then went to work again.

When Jin Ming saw his sister leave, he also went to school with his schoolbag on his back. After Chen Feng saw that they had all left, he closed the door and entered the space.

After Chen Feng entered the space, he started the mill and ground 400 kilograms of cornmeal. Looking at the golden cornmeal, Chen Feng calculated that it was enough for 10 kilograms per person.

Chen Feng thought about it and felt that the cornmeal was still a little insufficient. But if he added more, the chickens in Chen Feng's space would not last until the end of the month for the harvest.

In the end, Chen Feng got two thousand kilograms of fresh sweet potatoes for feeding pigs, loaded them together with cornmeal on a cart, and waited to take them to the scrap yard on the morning of the fourteenth day of the first lunar month.

As for the meat hemp, it is even simpler. When the time comes, Chen Feng can just take forty old hens stored in the space and put them together!

Anyway, Chen Feng doesn't have too much of anything now, but he has a lot of chickens! There are about 2,000 adult chickens kept in the space. Even if Chen Feng's family eats one chicken a day, they can eat for several years.

Why didn't Chen Feng sell all the chickens to Hou Debang? Actually, the main reason was that these chickens were a little small and had just reached the egg-laying age. It would be uneconomical to sell them now. It would be better to let them lay eggs and sell the eggs.

However, Chen Feng did not dare to keep all of them in the space at once. After all, there was not enough food to feed the chickens. With more than 2,000 chickens, Chen Feng felt horrified when he thought about the amount of food that would be consumed every day.

Moreover, Chen Feng planned to deal with the batch of roosters hatched together after dealing with the old hens. Hmm~ Chen Feng has not figured out how to deal with them yet. Will he eat them all? Forget it, I won't think about it anymore. I'll think about it later!

Afterwards, Chen Feng took a shower in the space and then left.

To be honest, Chen Feng hasn't taken a shower for a few days, so this is a good opportunity to take a shower while entering the space.

After taking a shower, Chen Feng saw that it was still early, so he curled up in bed and started to take a nap.

Chen Feng was sleeping comfortably in bed, but at this moment a broadcast sounded in the steel mill.

"Attention, fellow workers! Attention, fellow workers! Now I will announce a penalty decision for everyone! Yi Zhonghai, an employee of a workshop in our factory..."

Yi Zhonghai had just finished talking to Jia Dongxu about the essentials of workpiece processing. He was so thirsty that he picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea when he heard the sound of the radio.

So he drank tea while listening to the factory radio. Jia Dongxu also stopped the machine and listened to the radio.

When they finished listening to the broadcast, they were completely stunned. They stood there for a long time.

Other people in the workshop also started talking. After a long time, Jia Dongxu woke up and said to Yi Zhonghai.

"Master, what's going on? Why was I given a warning? Can I get my salary back?"

Yi Zhonghai was also very confused at this time. He heard on the radio that the punishment he received was much more severe than that of Jia Dongxu. Jia Dongxu was only given a warning.

What about me? I was given a serious demerit. And my salary was reduced to level 6, which means that I can only receive the salary of a level 6 worker in the future.

The salary of a level six fitter is 30 yuan lower than his current salary at home, which is almost equivalent to Jia Dongxu's salary before he was fined.

So after hearing Jia Dongxu's question, Yi Zhonghai immediately put down the teacup, and then said to Jia Dongxu, "Dongxu, don't worry! I'll go ask the factory manager now, you wait here for me to come back!"

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he shouted to the workshop director beside him, "Director, I'm going to be out for a while and will be back soon!"

Then Yi Zhonghai left the workshop and walked towards the office building without caring whether the workshop director agreed or not.

When the workshop director saw Yi Zhonghai leaving, although he was a little unhappy, he didn't say anything and let him leave.

The workshop director also understood that although Yi Zhonghai's salary had been reduced, his eighth-level fitter skills were not lost. If there were any important and high-precision work in the future, they would still have to rely on him to do it.

The workshop director could only sigh in his heart and blame himself for his bad luck. He heard that there were two level eight fitters in his workshop, but they were both transferred away before he took over the workshop.

Yi Zhonghai had just been promoted from level seven on the eve of taking over this workshop. Otherwise, there would not be a single level eight person in his workshop.

He couldn't help drooling with envy when he thought about the fact that the former workshop director had two level eight fitters under him.

After Yi Zhonghai left, the workshop director shouted to the workers, "Okay! Stop chatting, it's still working hours, everyone hurry up and finish your work!"

When the penalty decision was announced just now, the workers in the workshop turned off their machines so that you could hear it more clearly. Now after hearing the words of the workshop director, they stopped chatting, turned on the machines again and started working.

The workshop director nodded with satisfaction when he saw that everyone had started working again. He thought to himself that his words were still effective.

As for Jia Dongxu, who was still anxiously waiting for Yi Zhonghai to come back, the workshop director simply ignored him.

The workshop director also knew that Jia Dongxu was definitely not in the mood to work. If he forced him to operate the machine and an accident occurred due to distraction, it would be his responsibility in the end.

Therefore, the workshop director ignored Jia Dongxu. Anyway, the work he was doing now was not particularly stressful, so just let him be!

After the workshop director finished dealing with the matters in the workshop, Yi Zhonghai hurried to the office building.

Yi Zhonghai walked into the office building without hesitation. The security guard on duty downstairs saw that it was Yi Zhonghai and did not stop him, but let him go in directly.

After all, Yi Zhonghai was a well-known figure in the steel rolling mill. As one of the few eighth-level workers in the factory, the security guards all knew him.

When Yi Zhonghai knocked on Director Yang's office door, the secretary greeted him and took him in. Then, the secretary poured him a glass of water and left the office, waiting at the door.

Yi Zhonghai ignored the water on the table in front of him and anxiously asked Director Yang, "Director, why did the factory punish me so severely? I remember that I did not make any mistakes in my work!"

Director Yang looked at the anxious Yi Zhonghai. He pressed his hand towards Yi Zhonghai and said, "Master Yi, don't get excited. I'll show you a document. You'll understand after you read it."

As he said that, Director Yang took out a document from the drawer and handed it to Yi Zhonghai, asking him to look at it.

Yi Zhonghai took the document and found that it was an official document sent by the scrap company to the steel mill. Yi Zhonghai quickly read the document and then he understood.

It turned out that it was Chen Feng who filed the complaint again. Last time, the scrap station sent the official document to the street office, and this time, the scrap company sent the official document to the steel mill.

After reading the content, Yi Zhonghai really wanted to say that what happened that day was the idea of ​​the Jia family and it had nothing to do with him.

But Yi Zhonghai knew that he couldn't say that. If he did, Jia Dongxu would be fired from the steel mill. By then, Jia Dongxu would be out of work, so how could he support himself in his old age?

Director Yang saw that Yi Zhonghai did not speak for a long time after reading the document, so he said, "Master Yi, the factory has reduced the severity of the punishment because you have worked for the factory for so many years."

"And we've saved your face. We didn't even report on the radio that you were punished for bullying the family of a military martyr. You should understand the factory and obey its decision."

Yi Zhonghai had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but he didn't dare to say them out loud, so he could only sigh to express his helplessness and dissatisfaction. He knew that he couldn't disobey the orders of his superiors, otherwise the consequences might be more serious.

He took a deep breath, and then said to Director Yang in a firm but somewhat helpless tone: "Director Yang, I understand, I will obey the factory's decision!"

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Director Yang smiled with satisfaction. He said with a smile: "That's right! Master Yi, we should focus on the overall situation! Okay, go back and work hard, don't have too much psychological burden."

After that, Director Yang asked his secretary to escort Yi Zhonghai out of the office. Yi Zhonghai left the office with a heavy heart, full of loss and frustration.

After leaving the office, Yi Zhonghai walked back to the workshop with heavy steps. Along the way, he kept thinking about his future and prospects. He didn't know how to face the eyes and discussions of his colleagues.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry! He felt that he was wronged! It was all Chen Feng's fault. Why did he keep complaining? If you want to complain, just complain! You have to tell the truth! It was the Jia family who was causing trouble for you, why did you sue me as the protagonist? Isn't this just to embarrass me?

Yi Zhonghai really couldn't understand. He was just trying to uphold justice for the Jia family, so how did he become the protagonist of the incident?