Rebirth of Siheyuan: Starting from escaping famine in 42

After learning about Jia Dongxu's situation, He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, and the neighbors in the courtyard all went back.

Yi Zhonghai was the manager of the hospital and also a senior technician in the factory, so he had to stay here for now and only let the aunt go home.

At this time, the deputy director of the factory, Li Huaide, told Jia Zhangshi and Zhang Cuifen about what happened to Jia Dongxu afterwards.

Jia Dongxu will continue to receive salary during his recovery period, and will also receive work injury allowance and normal compensation.

His job was changed to looking after the warehouse, and his salary remained the same. After being discharged from the hospital, Jia Dongxu could go to work directly.

Yi Zhonghai and Zhang Cuifen were very satisfied with the result, only Jia Zhang wanted to get more benefits.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai stopped Jia Zhang in time and prevented her from causing any more trouble.

After Li Huaide and other leaders left, Jia Zhang immediately shouted to Yi Zhonghai, "Uncle, why didn't you let me speak just now?"

"My Dongxu's legs are lame, how can you ask for more compensation? The less compensation must be paid by you, my uncle."

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai was a little annoyed. I was helping you, but you turned around and left. So he said this angrily, then turned around and left.

"Then go ask the factory leader for it yourself! It's no use meddling in other people's business."

When Jia Zhang saw Yi Zhonghai just left, she was dumbfounded. She opened her mouth but didn't know what to say.

But she didn't dare to get angry with her daughter-in-law now. After all, her son was lame, and she was afraid that Zhang Cuifen would get angry and divorce her son regardless of the consequences.

Zhang Cuifen now has a city hukou and a job, and has more say in the family than Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang had no place to vent her anger, so she could only go to the ward to see if her son's anesthetic had worn off.

A month later, Jia Dongxu was discharged from the hospital. He did not grumble or complain about anything. He went to work quietly at the steel rolling mill and looked after the warehouse.

This job was very leisurely for him, the salary was the same as before, and he just repeated the inventory work every day.

Time flies, and a year has passed in the blink of an eye. It is also the last year of the difficult period. After this year, life will gradually get better.

One day, Li Qingfeng was riding his bike in an alley on his way home from get off work when he met a young woman he had never seen in the neighborhood. He took a closer look at her, memorized her appearance, then walked past her and went home.

"Dad, you're back!"

As soon as Li Qingfeng pushed his bicycle into the yard, he was surrounded by the four Weiguo brothers and sisters. They parked their bicycles and asked, "Have you finished your homework? Are you going to play in the yard?"

Li Weiguo's four brothers and sisters nodded and said in unison: "Dad, I finished writing it a long time ago."

"Yes! Dad, the homework is very simple. I finished it at school."

"Oh, then go ahead and play!"

Li Qingshan smiled at the children, then went into the main room, said hello to his father, and went back to the bedroom to change clothes.

"father."

After changing into a refreshing vest and shorts, Li Qingshan returned to the main hall. He immediately saw a small porcelain bowl in his father's hand and asked with a smile, "Dad, when did you get the small porcelain bowl?"

"Someone came to sell it this afternoon. Among more than 20 bowls, I liked this one."

Li Chengman gently placed the small porcelain bowl on the table and nodded his head to signal his eldest son to take a look.

"Qingfeng, I'm a little unsure about my aim. Come and take a look."

Li Qingfeng first lowered his head to take a closer look, then picked it up and said affirmatively: "Dad, you finally got it."

"This porcelain bowl is from the Song Dynasty. It should be Ding kiln, which is produced in Dingzhou during the Song Dynasty."

"Dingzhou is now Baoding, Hebei. You have to keep this carefully. It's something that can be passed down in your family."

After saying that, he gently put it back on the table.

"I know. Do I need you to tell me?"

Li Chengman was very happy. He finally bought a treasure.

At this time, Li Weiguo's voice came from the yard.

"Dad, Mom, the school teacher is here."

Upon hearing this, Wu Lirong, who was cooking in the kitchen, and Li Chengman and Li Qingfeng, who were looking at porcelain bowls in the main room, all came to the yard.

When Li Qingfeng saw the person coming, he thought, isn't this the young woman he met in the alley?

Before he could think about it, the teacher was welcomed into the main room by his father and daughter-in-law, and Wu Lirong poured her a cup of tea.

"Teacher, please have tea."

Ran Qiuye took the teacup, smiled and thanked him softly: "Thank you, Mr. Li, I am the class teacher of Wei Jun, Wei Hong and Wei Min, my name is Ran Qiuye."

At this time, Li Qingfeng frowned and said seriously: "Teacher Ran, is the child making trouble at school? Or?"

Hearing this, Ran Qiuye looked in the direction of the voice and was immediately startled. The person who spoke had a very serious expression and a very strong aura.

"No...no trouble. They study very well in school, listen carefully in class, and help classmates who have difficulties in learning."

Li Chengman saw that the teacher was frightened and knew that his eldest son had to keep a straight face when facing criminals because of his job, so he said to Li Qingfeng: "Qingfeng, who are you keeping a straight face for! He is a teacher, not a criminal."

When Li Qingfeng heard what his father said, he quickly put on a smiling face and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry! Because of my work, I have become accustomed to this expression."

"it's okay no problem."

Ran Qiuye blushed slightly, and subconsciously asked, "Mr. Li, what do you and your family do for a living?"

After saying this, Ran Qiuye realized that this was not within the scope of the home visit, and quickly waved his hand and said, "If it's not convenient to say, don't say it."

"It's inconvenient to say this."

Li Qingfeng, Wu Lirong, and his father smiled at each other and looked at the teacher.

Then Wu Lirong said softly, "Teacher Ran, the child's father and I are both police officers, and their grandfather is the manager of the recycling station."

Hearing this, Ran Qiuye was a little surprised about the student's family status, because Wei Guo, Wei Jun, Wei Hong and Wei Min had never told the school what their parents did for a living, and even Fatty Zhao knew, he wouldn't say.

Hearing this suddenly, Ran Qiuye was a little surprised.

“Police is a respectable profession.”

Li Qingfeng waved his hand and said, "It's all the same. We are all working for the organization. There is no high or low."

Ran Qiuye nodded, then told Wei Jun and the others about some of their experiences at school, then stood up and said goodbye.

"Teacher Ran, it's time for dinner. Let's eat first!"

"No need, Weijun's mother, I have students to visit at home! I won't stay any longer, I'm leaving now."

Every family is in difficulty now, so Ran Qiuye didn't stay and just got up and left.

"goodbye teacher."

"Goodbye."

Li Qingfeng and his family came out to see Ran Qiuye off.

“No need to send any more.”

"Teacher Ran, please come to my house for dinner some other day."

Wu Lirong said to Ran Qiuye.

"Ok."

Ran Qiuye said something polite, then got on his bike and left.