Siheyuan: Breaking up with Shazhu at the beginning

"Brother, I almost kowtowed to them. I stood at the door and shouted loudly until my throat was smoking, but still no one was willing to sell grain." Yang Anbang seemed very anxious, scratching his head impatiently.

"You actually publicized it out loud?" Yang Jun was shocked and asked.

"That's right, we were all starving, and we took turns shouting to attract customers." Yang Jun was helpless, rolled his eyes and almost got angry.

Under such high-pressure surveillance, such loud shouting will only scare away potential customers. Yang Jun reminded, "Stop shouting immediately! Don't do anything. Someone will come to collect the goods. If no one comes, you just stand aside and wait. Do you understand?"

"Brother, why is this?" Yang Anbang asked in confusion.

"Why so many questions? Just do what I tell you to do." Yang Anbang is a little dull, not as smart as his younger brother Yang Anguo. Sometimes he cannot understand certain principles, so Yang Anbang has to guide him in a direct way.

If you don't make such a fuss, the material supply society will probably take the initiative to cause trouble for you, right?

Aren't you trying to steal their jobs?

Which material supply company is not troubled by food problems nowadays? The citizens in the city ask them for food, and the industrial and mining enterprises all ask them for food. The person in charge has nowhere to escape the pressure, and you are here to steal their food, so who can they complain to?

"Starting tomorrow, you will open the store on time when you go to work, and close the store immediately after work. Collect as much food as you can, and you are not allowed to advertise outside. Do you understand?"

"I understand, brother." Although Yang Anbang didn't understand why Yang Jun did this, he agreed to do it.

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he went home. In order to look after the material station, their family had moved here since Yang Anbang took office. The crowded courtyard was really not suitable for a family of many people to live together.

After Yang Anbang left, he was left alone to enjoy the boring cigarette time.

Today, the steel mill has nearly 20,000 employees. If each person gets half a pound of food per day, more than 4,000 pounds of food is consumed per day. One pound of wheat flour can produce one and a half pounds of steamed buns. So, more than 3,000 pounds of food and grass are actually needed every day. However, the material supply agency can only provide 3,000 pounds per day, and the steel mill has to make up for the remaining 300 pounds.

The steel mill had no choice but to lower the food standard, limiting the daily supply to eight cents per person. But for those workers who did heavy physical work, this was obviously not enough, which caused many complaints and some even caused disturbances in the canteen.

Yang Jun knew that if he continued like this, things would not end well. In addition to venting his thoughts and emotions, he also urgently sought ways to increase his food source.

Yang Jun was worried about food reserves. As the head of the logistics department, he could not tolerate any mistakes at this sensitive moment. This matter was not only related to whether the employees could eat enough, but also a major link that affected his long-term foothold in the steel mill. With the assistance of the system, these problems seemed no longer a problem. He opened a branch store to obtain food through space to avoid being held responsible. But things are unpredictable, no matter how cleverly they are covered up, there will always be traces left. He wanted to avoid over-reliance on the power of space as much as possible.

Even if he asked his old comrades for help, Yang Jun knew that the current food crisis was difficult to resolve. The distribution of materials must be strictly controlled, and rash actions might lead to more trouble. Therefore, he would never foolishly touch this bottom line.

The weather in early summer was getting hotter and hotter, and the citizens changed their clothes one after another, and even the young people on the street put on short sleeves, looking very refreshing. After finishing the funeral of his grandmother and returning home, Yang Jun still had not discussed with Wang Yuying in detail, so he went back to visit her during his lunch break.

After taking out 25 catties of flour, 5 catties of pickled pork elbow, and three donkey meat biscuits, Yang Jun drove back to the chaotic courtyard. After bringing the things into the house, he heard intermittent crying coming from the grandmother's house in the backyard, as if he heard them talking about the affairs of the two children, Guangfu and Guangming.

"Mom, what's going on with grandma? I heard her crying." As he walked in, he put down the food and asked the question.

Wang Yuying was concentrating on the manual labor of pasting matchboxes at the time, and was startled by Yang Jun's sudden appearance. She looked up at him and quickly locked the door.

"Why are you back again? Didn't I tell you not to wander around if you have nothing to do?" Wang Yuying complained.

"You haven't been home for more than a month. Can't you just take a look back?" Yang Jun was confused by her question.

Wang Yuying lay down at the door and looked at the second uncle's house across the street and said:

"The two brothers Guangming and Baitian will be going to the countryside in a few days, and Second Aunt is worried about them."

"How old are they? Why do they have to go to the countryside so early?" Yang Jun was shocked when he heard this.

"They are all sixteen or seventeen years old, which is the right age. Not only the two brothers, but many people in our yard will go down. It's not a rare thing." explained.

"Who wants to go?" Yang Jun asked casually.

"The brothers Yan Jiefang and Jie Kuang from the third uncle's family, the eldest son of old man Li, and Xiao Geng." They listed them one by one.

"Xiao Geng?" Yang Jun pouted and said, "I know that Xiao Geng should be the same age as Yu'er, both are thirteen, this doesn't meet the requirements, right?"

"Xiao Geng is fourteen now, older than your younger brother." When this was mentioned, Yang Jun nodded silently.

From start to finish,

Yang Yu and Xiao Geng had always been classmates, and he thought they were about the same age. When Yang Jun learned that Xiao Geng was going to the countryside, he immediately thought of Yang Yu, the fourth child.

Fortunately, Yang Yu is only thirteen years old this year, not old enough to go to the countryside. "You chose to come back at this time. These days, people in the yard come to my house almost every day to ask me to help solve problems. If I don't care, I'm afraid they will come to find you." Wang Yuying said while picking up the matchbox on the table again.

Yang Jun thought for a moment and realized that it was just as his mother said. Once other people knew that he was back, they would definitely stop him.

So I tried to test him: "Mom, how about my brother and sister-in-law and I stay at my house for a while next week?"

However, she shook her head firmly and replied, "No."

It was obvious that she was a little excited. She slammed the sticky end of the glue stick hard on the table and said:

"If I go to your place, people will think we are hiding. I don't want people to gossip about me behind my back."

"But they look for you every day. Don't you feel annoyed?" he continued to question.

"What can I do? Fortunately, it will be over soon." Wang Yuying responded helplessly.

I suggested again: "I think you should just move in with us. There are so many things going on here, and I'm more tired than you, right?"

"I'm not going. Don't worry about my life here. Just live your life well." His tone was firm.

"You know, your mood directly affects me." Yang Jun advised sincerely.

But Wang Yuying refused to give in: "Stop talking, I won't go to your place. You should go back early and don't waste too much time." It was as if she was chasing away a fly.

"Okay, I'll go. This donkey meat hot bun is still hot, eat it while it's hot, otherwise it won't taste good when it gets cold." When Yang Jun stood up, he didn't forget to rub Yang Huai's face, who was biting the donkey meat hot bun with relish, and then said sternly to Yang Laosi who was listening attentively:

"You must study hard at home, otherwise you will end up like my brother - and be sent to work."

"I know, brother." Yang Laosi agreed obediently, which made people suspicious.

The moment he heard this, Yang Jun immediately became alert to the change.

It seemed that a scene that had never been seen before happened - the naughty Yang Laosi was now as obedient as a rabbit. Even if he usually ignored him or rolled his eyes, he was so docile today.

After a moment's recollection, he suddenly realized that perhaps it was because he was afraid of having to endure the impact of a hard life prematurely like his peers in the yard.

Since then, she seems to have begun to restrain her desire to play, and stay at home to concentrate on her studies. The particularly interesting incident has given her a great wake-up call - although they are of the same age, their living situations are as different as heaven and earth.

Now Banggeng has already entered the rural life. Because she is one year younger, she has escaped the fate of being sent to the countryside to work in the fields. This is not the hardship that she, who grew up in the city, can bear.

Not to mention the children in the city, even the children in the countryside can't handle such work. So to sum it up in one sentence: Yang Laosi is very scared at this moment.

It was this fear that made her obedient.

After walking out of the backyard, Yang Jun did not stop and was about to leave quickly. However, suddenly there was a sound from behind, and he was hugged by the waist.

"Aunt Jia, what are you doing?"

Yang Jun saw clearly that the person hugging him was Qin Huairu, and asked in surprise.

"Brother Junzi, come with me into the house. I have something important to tell you."

"Aunt, please let go first. It's not good if someone sees us."

Yang Jun looked around and suggested softly. He tried to break free from Qin Huairu's arms, but was worried that his strength would hurt her, and she might use it to threaten him.

"No, go inside first."

No matter what Yang Jun said, Qin Huairu refused to let go and even tried her best to drag him into the house.

"Aunt, you..." Yang Jun wanted to shout but didn't dare to, worried that misunderstanding would lead to trouble. Even if it was correct, with so many people watching, it would be difficult for him to escape.

Qin Huairu hugged his back tightly, like an immovable mountain, blocking the two of them. This solid arm made Yang Jun feel the tenderness on his back, and he lost all his strength in an instant.

Yang Jun didn't dare to resist and had to follow her into the room. As soon as he entered the room, Qin Huairu immediately locked the door and pulled the bolt.

"Junzi, for the sake of us being an orphan and a widow, please help me. Do me this favor."

Qin Huairu cried, tears streaming down her cheeks. She kept wiping the corners of her eyes. She pressed close to Yang Jun and pleaded.

Yang Jun was shocked. He knew that if Qin Huairu was determined, she would use any means. Looking at her expression, he couldn't help but take a few steps back.

"Aunt, just say whatever you want to say. I'm not interested in that."

Faced with Qin Huairu's relentless approach, he firmly expressed his position.

"You're talking nonsense. What woman doesn't have that kind of thought? You already had that kind of feeling towards me on the road before."

Qin Huairu's tearful eyes flashed with determination, and her big peach-like eyes stared at Yang Jun.

"Aunt, I can't believe what you said. I remember when I dropped you off halfway..."

Yang Jun pointed to the edge of the kang and said seriously, "Aunt, please sit down. If you have something to say, just tell me. If you continue like this, I will really leave."

Qin Huairu looked at Yang Jun, but did not sit down. Instead, she retreated to the door and blocked the way.

"Junzi, Banggeng is still young. He knows the hardship of rural life. Sister Qin asks you to help him find a job in the factory, even if it's just temporary."

Faced with Yang Jun's passion, Qin Huairu moved closer and kept crying and begging.

Listening to her words, Yang Jun felt irritated and lit a cigarette to drive away the inexplicable heat.

"Aunt, I'm willing to help you, but you also understand the current situation of the factory. In order to relieve the pressure, we are all facing the risk of layoffs. Is it appropriate to send the child there? Besides, Banggeng is only fourteen years old..."

"But... Bang Geng is too young. I can't bear to let him suffer like that."

Qin Huairu looked anxious and her eyes were pleading.

"If you're reluctant, I have an idea." Yang Jun thought and raised his finger to point at himself.

"What method?" Qin Huairu's eyes lit up when she heard that, and she couldn't help but move closer to him and asked.

"Retire early and let Banggen take over your job."

After saying this, Yang Jun saw the shocked expression on Qin Huairu's face, followed by a brief silence.

"Ah!" She couldn't help but scream, and then fell into deep thought. She had considered this idea before. If she retired early, she would have no income. The original subsidy of more than 30 yuan per month would only be 27.5 yuan per month as a formal employee after Banggen took over. This means that she would lose nearly one month's living expenses for an adult. Six yuan is essential for buying corn noodles and providing more meat for her children.

"Yang Jun, besides this... can you..."

However, Yang Jun has decided not to give in.

"Impossible." Throwing away the cigarette, Yang Jun stood up and looked directly at Qin Huairu.

"Qin Huairu, being too greedy will only bring you trouble. When you could support your family with $27.50, why can't you do it today? The most important thing is to think about what kind of work Banggeng is capable of."

Hearing these words, Qin Huairu blushed with shame, lowered her head, and rubbed the edge of her clothes. Obviously, she didn't even have the ability to do a job like cleaning, and her other options in the factory seemed limited.

Yang Jun thought, after all, this is much easier than going to the countryside to do heavy physical labor.

"Okay, I won't say any more. If you're willing, I'll let the Human Resources Department know; if you're not willing, I have no choice but to let Xiaogang do the farm work." After he said that, he turned sideways and walked around Qin Huairu and continued walking.

Qin Huairu replied somewhat embarrassedly, "I... am willing to go."

"Okay, tomorrow morning you take Xiaogang to the Human Resources Department to go through the handover procedures." Yang Jun gave the order.

Yang Jun stepped away, listened carefully and found that there was no one in the yard, so he quietly opened the door to observe. Then, he felt his clothes being pulled from behind. Qin Huairu blushed, with cunning eyes, and whispered:

"Junzi, I have already arranged everything for the children, do you want to..."