Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard, Zhou Tian was surprised to find that there was no one in the front yard today, and he couldn't help but walk towards the middle yard.

Before entering the middle courtyard, I heard a noise coming from the middle courtyard.

"Old Wang, what are you doing?"

Zhou Tian looked at the group of women gathered together in the middle courtyard with confusion, pushed Wang Guodong, a man from the Wang family in the middle courtyard, and asked.

"It's Master Zhou. It's nothing. I just heard that it seemed like they were dividing the ingredients."

Wang Guodong smoked a cigarette and took a long breath.

"Dividing the ingredients?"

Walking forward, Zhou Tian looked at the three PLA soldiers in military uniforms who were surrounded in the middle. A woman in her thirties with a heroic face was talking to everyone.

There were two young men in their twenties next to them, mostly women, one man and one woman.

"Everyone, please stop arguing. We will register each family one by one. We will tell you what their family background is. Anyone who dares to hide their family background will be held accountable!"

The woman in military uniform said loudly.

"Okay, Xiao Liu, you register for the front yard, Xiao Wu, you register for the middle yard, and I'll register for the back yard!"

As he spoke, he pulled out two notebooks and two pens from his bag and handed them to the two men.

"Okay, Director!"

The two men took the notebooks, and one of them shouted to the people in the yard, "Those in the front yard, follow me to the front yard to register!" Then he walked towards the front yard with the notebook.

A group of residents in the front yard behind him followed after hearing what he said.

As for the remaining person, he borrowed a table and a stool from the home of a resident in the middle courtyard, sat down and began to register the residents of the middle courtyard.

Director Zhang saw that the two people were busy, greeted the residents in the backyard, and walked towards the backyard.

Zhou Tian saw Director Zhang leave and quickly followed him into the backyard.

Looking at the crowd surrounding Director Zhang who was registering, he was not in a hurry. He went home to get a stool, sat at the door and waited, took out the book on Mechanical Design from his bag and continued reading. He wanted to wait until everyone had registered before registering.

In fact, he had memories of registering his class composition in his previous life.

On August 1950, 8, the State Council promulgated the "Decision on the Classification of Rural Class Composition", and all rural areas across the country began to classify class composition.

According to regulations, anyone who owns land and lives by exploiting it without working is a landlord.

The main method of exploitation is to collect land rent, occupy or rent land, have relatively good production tools and movable capital, and participate in a small amount of labor but mainly make a living by exploiting wage labor.

It now seems that the class composition of the countryside has been completed, and now it is the turn of the cities.

After a while, the workers returned to the compound one after another. When they heard that the classification of class status would begin, they all registered in their respective compounds.

Since there were few people in the backyard, the registration time was not long. In less than half an hour, everyone who needed to register had done so. Zhou Tian then closed the book and walked forward.

"Young man, take a look at this piece of paper first and see which category your family belongs to."

Director Zhang, who was busy, looked up at Zhou Tian, ​​then handed him a piece of paper on the table and continued to register for others.

"Okay, Director!"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Tian took the paper and started reading it. After reading the contents on the paper, he looked at Director Zhang.

When she had just finished registering the last family, she looked at Zhou Tian and asked, "How is it? Which category does your family situation fall into?"

The current classification of class status was not as detailed as it would be later. In rural areas, it was generally divided into hired peasants, poor peasants, middle peasants and rich peasants, while in cities it was divided into four levels: workers, small handicraftsmen, merchants and capitalists.

Zhou Tian is a worker in this life.

"Director Zhang, I am a worker in a steel mill. If we follow the above classification, my family belongs to the working class!"

"Really? I didn't expect you to work in a steel mill at such a young age?"

Upon hearing this, Director Zhang looked at Zhou Tian in surprise. You know, no matter what era it is, it is not easy to find a job.

Especially in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, many factory and company owners fled and most of the factories went bankrupt. It was not until the state took over some factories that these factories resumed production.

But after all, compared to the factories, the majority of people are unemployed. Now, being able to find a job can be said to have surpassed 70 to 80 percent of the people in the entire city.

"Director Zhang, I am taking over my father's job!"

Zhou Tian did not feel the slightest bit happy about Director Zhang's praise. If he had a choice, he would rather not take over than let his father in this life die.

Seeing Zhou Tian's sad expression, Director Zhang couldn't help but apologize: "I'm sorry for bringing up your sad story. Okay, don't be sad. I don't think your father would want to see you like this!"

As she spoke, she placed her hand on Zhou Tian's to comfort him.

"It's okay, this matter has passed, and I'm used to it!"

Zhou Tian smiled, and under Director Zhang's guidance, he named all the people in his family and registered them.

It was not until Director Zhang finished registering that Zhou Tiancai stood up and said, "Director Zhang, you are busy. My brother and sister are coming back soon. I have to go back to cook for them!"

"Okay, then you go ahead and get busy! I should go back too!"

Director Zhang also smiled and said, as the Zhou family finished registering, their work for today was also finished. Just as she stood up, she saw the two PLA soldiers, one male and one female, walking into the backyard with notebooks.

"Director, the front yard has been registered!"

"Director, the Intermediate Court is also finished!"

The two people said to Director Zhang respectively.

"Okay! Then we should go back! Zhou Tian, ​​you get busy!"

Having said that, Director Zhang led the two of them out of the courtyard.

Zhou Tian watched the three people leave, then turned back to the kitchen and started cooking. When his younger brother and sister came back, the meal was already ready.

After dinner, Zhou Tian asked them to do their homework. After cleaning up the dishes, he continued to sit on the stool at the door and read a book.

"Xiaotian, I heard that the ingredients were registered today?"

Just as Zhou Tian was watching intently, He Daqing's voice asked beside him.

"Uncle He! It's you!"

Zhou Tian stood up politely and nodded, "Yes, the class division has been made! Uncle He, didn't you register?"

"No registration, I came back late because of something!"

He Daqing said, sitting down on the spot, took out a cigarette and handed it to him, saying: "It seems that I can only go to the officers' meeting to register tomorrow!"

"Uncle He, I saw you on the road today!"

Zhou Tian took the cigarette, lit it, blew out a puff of smoke, thought about what he was thinking on his way home from get off work, and started talking directly.

"If you see it, you will see it!"

Unexpectedly, He Daqing was not surprised. He just paused for a moment and looked indifferent.

"Uncle He, tell me about that girl. Do you really like her?"

Seeing He Daqing's nonchalant tone, he couldn't help but become curious. Could it be that He Daqing and the White Widow hadn't had sex yet? Did he fall into the White Widow's trap?

"What's there to say? I was attracted to her as a person, and she was attracted to my ability to make money!"

He Daqing exhaled smoke and spoke slowly.

"Uncle He, since you like her, why don't you marry her?"

Zhou Tian was suddenly a little puzzled. Since He Daqing had set his eyes on the White Widow, he couldn't understand why Uncle He would rather run away to Baoding with the White Widow than marry her into the family.