Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

The next day, the day after National Day.

Zhou Tian was used to getting up early, and today was no exception. As soon as it was light outside, he got up from the bed.

As soon as I opened the door, I heard the crying of children, and then I heard the busy sounds of grandparents and parents-in-law in the room.

Zhou Tian was just about to go up and knock on the door to help when the children's crying suddenly stopped. A sucking sound was heard, which made him stop. Then he turned and went to the kitchen to prepare breakfast for his family.

Soon, breakfast was ready.

As Zhou Tian just walked out of the kitchen with breakfast, he saw his mother-in-law and grandmother open the door and walk out. When they saw that Zhou Tian had prepared breakfast, they were stunned.

"Grandson, why are you in the kitchen again? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

When grandma saw Zhou Tian carrying breakfast, she immediately went up to him, took the breakfast, and said with heartache.

"Yeah! Xiaotian, why don't you sleep a little longer today? You should rest more during the holidays."

My mother-in-law also looked very caring.

"Grandma, Mom, I can't sleep. And today I want to take Yulin to burn some incense in front of my parents' grave, so I got up early."

Zhou Tian replied with a smile.

After hearing what her son-in-law said, Li Yuling wisely shut her mouth, while her grandmother looked relieved.

"Okay, that's good!"

She had wanted to remind her eldest grandson last night, but she didn't expect that he actually still remembered it, which made her feel very relieved.

Wait until the whole family gets up and has finished breakfast.

Zhou Tian, ​​along with his family and Zhou Haosan, drove the car that Chang Wen had driven back towards Zhoujia Village.

Arriving at Zhoujia Village, Zhou Tian drove all the way to the foot of the back mountain before stopping. He opened the car door, carried incense, candles, gold ingots, and offerings, and walked up the mountain with his family.

The mountain road is rugged and lined with lush trees. Fortunately, the road to the ancestral tomb has been repaired by many people and is relatively easy to walk on.

The ancestral tomb was neither far nor near from the foot of the mountain. The family walked for half an hour before arriving at two tombstones. The tombstones were carved by Zhou Tian himself, and they read "Tomb of Father Zhou Weiguo and Mother Liu Yulan".

When he arrived at the tombstone, Zhou Tian first cleared the weeds on the grave, then lit incense and candles, placed offerings, and knelt on his knees in front of his parents.

"Mom and Dad, I'm here to see you. Today I brought your daughter-in-law, grandchildren, and Zhou Hao and the others. I brought them here to see you too!"

As Zhou Tian spoke, Shen Yulin, Zhou Hao, Zhou Yu and Zhou Ting, who were holding their children behind him, also knelt down in front of the tomb.

"Mom and Dad, your son Zhou Hao has come to see you with his eldest brother!"

Zhou Hao looked at the tombstone in front of him with red eyes, and his expression suddenly became extremely gloomy.

"Mom and Dad, I'm your daughter-in-law. Today my husband and I have brought your grandchildren to visit you!"

Perhaps it was because the atmosphere at the scene was too sad. In short, the family's expressions were filled with sadness.

Next, Zhou Tian, ​​Shen Yulin, and their younger brothers and sisters and son and daughter paid homage to their parents, and then told their parents about the changes that had taken place over the years before leaving.

On the way back, neither Zhou Tian nor Zhou Hao were in high spirits. It was not until they reappeared at the foot of the mountain and saw Zhou Ming and the village chief that Zhou Tian managed a smile.

"Village Chief, Brother Ming, why are you here?"

The village chief saw Zhou Tian and his family coming down the mountain and asked with some concern.

"Xiaotian, did your family go to worship your parents?"

"Well, yes, Village Chief, but is there anything wrong?"

Zhou Tian nodded and glanced at the two of them, but when he saw that Zhou Ming's face looked a little unhappy, he guessed something.

"Hey, Xiaotian, today is the day for your family to pay tribute to your parents. Uncle Jiu, I shouldn't have mentioned this, but I still want to ask, can your factory recruit a group of people from the village to work in the factory?"

As the village chief spoke, his expression became somewhat embarrassed.

"Brother Ming, is there something wrong?"

After hearing what the village chief said, Zhou Tian did not look at him, but looked at Zhou Ming instead.

"Xiaotian, it's not the village chief's fault, it's my mother. Ever since the village chief and I came back from Sijiu City, I accidentally told my mother that you wanted me to work in the factory. Who knew she would show off to everyone in the village? I originally said that I refused, but she told everyone she met that it was you who fell in love with me and wanted to help me!"

As he spoke, Zhou Ming's expression became even uglier.

"You don't know that during this period of time, people in the village kept coming to my house, wanting me and the village chief to find you. Many people want to work in your factory! Xiaotian, I am sorry for you!"

After saying that, Zhou Ming bowed to Zhou Tian to express his apology.

He now doesn't know how to face this childhood friend. Originally, he didn't agree to work in the factory in order not to cause trouble for him.

Unexpectedly, the problem was caused by his mother. How could he, who had always been so proud, accept this?

Because of this, he and his mother were in a cold war for a few days during this period.

Today, he learned from the villagers that a car had arrived in the village. The first person he thought of was Zhou Tian, ​​his childhood friend. He and the village chief hurried to the foot of the mountain to apologize.

As for the village chief, he was annoyed by the villagers and could only inquire from Zhou Tian.

"Haha!" After listening to Zhou Ming and the village chief, Zhou Tian sneered a few times, then looked at the village chief and said, "Uncle Jiu, didn't I tell you last time? The nature of our factory is a military factory. Every job quota here is not something I can decide. Even if I can decide, do you think it is really appropriate for me to recruit those people in the village?"

"Xiaotian, what about me? Hey!..."

After hearing what Zhou Tian said, the village chief wanted to explain, but when the words came to his lips, he swallowed them back and could only sigh.

He knew that what he had just said had hurt the feelings of the two people a little, but as the head of the village, he had to seek benefits for the villagers. Even though he knew that the matter would affect Zhou Tian's impression of the villagers, there were some things he still had to say.

"Uncle Nine, I know your difficulties, but you should also know my difficulties! What is the nature of the factory? If it is an ordinary factory, I can take care of the village, but it is a military factory!"

Perhaps feeling that what he had just said was a bit serious, Zhou Tian shook his head and still explained.

"Okay, I already know! It's okay, Xiaotian, I will explain it to the people in the village!"

Hearing Zhou Tian say this, the village chief also breathed a sigh of relief.

"Then I'll be leaving first, you go ahead and do your work!"

After saying that, the village chief turned around and left. He was still in a hurry to explain to the villagers, and since Zhou Tian didn't agree, he could finally push the matter out.

"Xiaotian, don't blame the village chief. He has been harassed by many villagers for a long time!"

Seeing that his childhood friend’s eyes were fixed on the village chief’s departing back, he thought that his childhood friend was resenting the village chief and could not help but comfort him.

"Brother Ming, don't worry, I know!" Zhou Tian retracted his gaze and turned to look at Zhou Ming. He was not a child anymore, how could he not know what a job meant to the villagers.

Although the lives of the villagers have improved a little now, in fact, many people are preparing for a rainy day. After all, they have all experienced the old times and know very well that they should not put all their eggs in one basket.

Now it seems that the land has been distributed in the village and a mutual aid society has been established, but no one can guarantee that the policy will not change again.