Siheyuan Great Craftsmen

As for the large number of farmers who had been working in the brick and cement factories which had come to a standstill due to policy reasons, when they learned that not only would they not be laid off but they would be given worker positions instead, everyone could not help but cheer loudly.

Even some of the anxious family members had happy smiles on their faces.

After all, when they found out that several branch factory leaders who hired them were scolded by their superiors, they were all worried that they would lose their jobs.

They are farmers without any special skills. They came to Changping District because they heard that they could earn more by working in the city. Who would have thought that due to policy reasons, many farmers would be repatriated in large numbers.

They thought they couldn't escape it, but who would have thought that they would face a sudden change in fate.

"Everyone give way!"

On this day, on a slightly narrow mountain not far from the edge of the suburbs of Changping, thousands of makeshift wooden houses stood in a messy manner. This was the temporary shelter for farmers working in the brick and cement factories.

Several staff members in street office uniforms struggled forward while shouting to the family members who were washing clothes on both sides.

This place is close to the hillside, with dirt roads at the foot, and the houses are densely packed together, making the already narrow streets even narrower. Many family members are washing clothes at the door, making the muddy roads even more difficult to walk on.

"who are you?"

A group of women who were washing clothes looked at these people and asked boldly.

"Auntie, we are from the street office. The higher-ups have decided to include the cement factory and brick factory into the research institute. Your men will become formal employees, so we need the men in your family to register!"

"Will this allow us to count the number of people and distribute household registration books and food ration books to you?"

A female comrade who was obviously a leader in the street office spoke gently to the auntie who asked the question.

"Household registration book, grain registration book?"

As soon as the female comrade from the street office said this, surprise and worry appeared on the faces of these women. They were surprised because if their men really became urban residents, their lives would undoubtedly be much better in the future.

What I was worried about was that I might be hallucinating.

"Comrade, are you telling the truth? If we register, will we become city dwellers?"

A woman couldn't help but wipe her hands on her clothes, stood up and asked doubtfully.

"Of course it's true. I'm sure your men know about this, too. Didn't they tell you?"

"We've said it, but we just don't believe it!"

Another woman instantly became excited and said that when they first learned the news, they had also fantasized about it, but they still felt uneasy until the facts came true.

"That's good. Now everyone go back and inform your own men. All those who have worked in the brick and cement factory should come and register. Comrade, can we borrow your house for a while?"

The female comrade first gave instructions to the group of aunties, and then looked at the nearest auntie and asked.

"Of course, of course we can't wait to welcome you. Comrades, please come in!"

The auntie immediately stood up, picked up the basin at the door and welcomed them warmly. When the aunties around heard what the comrades from the street office said, they ignored the clothes they were washing and ran to their homes.

After a while, a group of men and women who got the news walked towards the aunt's house.

Several street office staff walked into the aunt's house, only to find that it was a small wooden house with an area of ​​only a dozen square meters. Inside the house were two simple beds made of wooden boards, a shabby table, a basin and a kettle.

The windows were covered with newspapers. The room was dim and filled with a damp smell, which made the staff who came in look at each other in bewilderment.

"Auntie, let's register at the door!"

Seeing the situation in the aunt's home, the female comrade from the street office suddenly felt embarrassed to disturb her and said directly that after all, the house was so dark and it was indeed not a good place to register.

"Comrade, it's all right. I'll move the table for you!"

Hearing this, the aunt smiled embarrassedly, put down the basin, walked forward and laboriously moved the table out of the room and placed it at the door.

At this time, outside the aunt's house, a group of men and women had been waiting for a long time, excitedly telling each other the news they had heard. When they saw the staff from the street office coming out, everyone quieted down instantly.

After all, the street office represents the prestige of the government, and the people are still very convinced of it.

"Okay, let's see if there's anyone who hasn't been notified yet. Let's continue notifying them!"

Sitting at the table, the female comrade from the street office immediately shouted loudly to everyone.

"Comrade, everyone has been notified!"

Just then, a voice rang out from the crowd, and then everyone said that everyone was already there.

"Okay, now that everyone is here, let's get started!"

The female comrade glanced at the people around her, and they understood and took out two notebooks, put them on the table, and took out pens and handed them to the female comrade.

The female comrade nodded and asked outside, "Who will be the first to come up?"

Unexpectedly, after the female comrade called out a few times, everyone was silent, which made her speechless. She knew that these people were probably a little uncertain or afraid. Helplessly, she looked at the staff beside her and said, "Xiao Liu, you call out according to the list, and I will register!"

"Okay, Director!"

Xiao Liu responded, picked up the list on the table and started shouting, "Zhang Tiezhu, who is Zhang Tiezhu?"

"I'm!"

Hearing his name being called out in the crowd, a thin middle-aged man immediately parted the crowd and walked away, speaking loudly.

When he came to the table, he smiled at the female comrade who was registering, "Comrade, I am Zhang Tiezhu!"

The director glanced at the other person and then asked, "Comrade, how many people are there in your family and where are you from?"

"Comrade, there are six people in my family. We are from Zhangjiazhuang, Changping. I have two sons, two daughters, and my wife!"

Although Zhang Tiezhu did not understand the meaning of native place, his colleagues in the brick and tile factory had asked him the same question when he first entered the factory, so he answered it very skillfully.

"So how many people in your family work in the brick factory?"

"It's just me and my eldest son. My youngest son works in a cement factory!"

"What are their names?"

The director asked while registering, but when she heard that Zhang Tiezhu's sons all worked in brick and cement factories, even though she was the director of the street office sent by higher-ups, she couldn't help but envy Zhang Tiezhu's family situation.

She knew that if the brick and cement factory had not been incorporated into the institute, they would have had to return to where they came from. But now that these two factories were under the jurisdiction of the institute, Zhang Tiezhu's family had finally risen.

Especially in the research institute, the welfare benefits of any factory are not low, and you may even be allocated a house. Sometimes she even wants to let her two boys go to the cement factory. Unfortunately, her two boys are still too young!