Siheyuan: Returning to 61 to collect waste

Today, she is no longer an ordinary teacher, and her status in the school has also been significantly improved. She has been promoted to the leader of the Chinese group, managing all the Chinese teachers in the school, even including Yan Bugui who lives in the front half of the yard.

However, Yan Bugui was actually quite dissatisfied with this situation, as he felt that he was already in his fifties and still had to be commanded by this young man in his twenties. But facing this situation, he had no solution, because Ye Chuan's social status was now very different from before.

Even though Yi Zhonghai was originally the head of the courtyard, he no longer made decisions alone on important matters in the courtyard. He would first ask Ye Yongshun for his opinion for consideration.

The influence of the Ye family in the entire courtyard has also reached a special level - from any direction in the courtyard, no one will underestimate the existence of this family.

As time entered the year 1966, the change that Ye Chuan had been worried about for years finally showed signs.

Just after the New Year, the atmosphere around him was different, and as an insider, he felt this change particularly clearly.

According to the development of the historical drama, after the misfortune of Director Yang who followed Mr. Xu, the steel mill was controlled by the former Deputy Director Li. Although Ye Chuan had many ideas to avoid this change, he had no choice but to implement it in a narrow space. The only way out now seems to be to rely on Mr. Song. The comforting news is that he and Mr. Xu have developed a deep friendship due to the increasingly close cooperation and exchanges in precision machine tools in recent years.

By around April, the problems that Ye Chuan was worried about had already emerged. Some people began to maliciously spread negative news about Mr. Xu, and those in high positions also wavered in their attitudes. However, Mr. Xu was popular and had a certain range of support systems. At present, the forces of both sides were in a state of anxiety, but as a person enjoying the salary and benefits of a regular clerk, Ye Chuan was obviously unable to intervene in this struggle. Even though he was the head of the Supply and Marketing Cooperative Union and the Material Reproduction Group, he was insignificant in this political game and had no say at all. However, after entering April, the situation seemed to be reversed.

Mr. Song, an old scholar who has been devoted to academic research, suddenly received a notice to enter the country's highest power institution and become a member of its leadership core.

At the same time, as restrictions on Mr. Xu increased, many managers, such as Director Yang, acted more low-key.

Ye Chuan himself did not realize that his predicament had worsened, and he immediately went to visit Song's home as soon as he learned the information.

Mr. Song, who lives in the staff quarters of the Chinese Academy of Sciences, happened to see him there and observed that many people were helping their families sort out their things.

Mr. Song was drinking tea leisurely in the living room of his home. When he saw Ye Chuan at the door, a hint of warmth appeared on his face. "Xiao Ye, I guessed you would come a long time ago. Come in and sit down."

Ye Chuan, who was nervous and uneasy because of his guilty conscience, smiled shyly and walked into the room.

"I live quite well here, but my superior thinks it's not safe enough and insists that I move somewhere else. He said these people will come to help me move today, and I will go to my new residence after get off work tomorrow." Mr. Song said somewhat dissatisfiedly.

"This is for your safety. The place here is indeed not big and the neighbors are close, which may affect your rest." Ye Chuan said with a smile.

Old Song smiled, didn't say much, stood up and said, "Okay, let's go to the study and talk."

Ye Chuan nodded and followed him to the familiar study room. The room was in a mess, most of the books had been packed and moved away, and the contents of the bookcase were almost emptied.

"Xiao Ye, talk to Old Song first, I'll go make you some tea." Mrs. Song said as she walked in. "Auntie Song, please stop busying yourself. This is not my first time here, so you don't have to be so polite." Ye Chuan said with a smile.

Mrs. Song smiled even more happily, patted Ye Chuan and said, "You, child, I have long regarded you as my own child. Even if my child comes, he will still drink water."

Ye Chuan smiled and nodded, knowing that the more Mrs. Song acted like this, the better it would be for him.

Mr. Song sat on the chair in front of the desk and asked, "I heard that your wife is about to give birth?"

"There are still three or four months." Ye Chuan replied.

"I heard that Xiao Sun's wife is the director of obstetrics at the Second Electronics Factory, right?"

Ye Chuan nodded and said, "Yes, Sister Cai is very capable. She gave my little Xue a lot of trouble when she was born."

Mr. Song was silent for a while, then he sighed and said, "Alas, it really is a chain reaction!"

When Ye Chuan heard this, it was as if a thunderclap struck his heart.

At this moment, Mr. Song is no longer just the scientific research expert he used to be, but one of the country's top officials. Although Ye Chuan doesn't know why he can gain such trust, he knows that as a big boss now, it is impossible for him to say something irrelevant casually.

Behind Director Sun is Old Xu, and behind Doctor Cai is her husband, Director Sun. If anything happens to Old Xu, no one can escape responsibility.

Ye Chuan didn't know how to answer, so he just smiled awkwardly.

Elder Song glanced at him and said with a smile, "What's wrong? You're already nervous just after I moved to the Governor's Mansion? Are you still the same Ye Chuan who dared to speak and act? If you keep hiding things like this, go back after drinking your aunt's tea. No one can do anything to you when I'm here!"

Ye Chuan quickly understood what he meant: even if others might encounter problems, he would not, after all, he had the love for the machine tool.

Just as Ye Chuan was about to speak, the door of the study was opened and Mrs. Song walked in with two cups of tea.

"Xiaoye, this is the tea someone sent today. Have a taste. Auntie will give you some to take back when you leave." Song Lao's mouth twitched slightly, and he smiled bitterly, "You spendthrift woman, this is tea picked from the mother tree. They only sent three or two taels of it, and you are just sent away like this?"

Mrs. Song showed no weakness. She glared at her husband and said, "Why are you reluctant to give Xiaoye some tea leaves? You are getting more stingy as you get older!"

"Don't hesitate! Don't hesitate! Xiaoye, take these back with you when you leave so that your father can have a taste." Old Song was not very interested in these teas. He treated Ye Chuan like his own son or nephew and was just joking. Others were not allowed to even step into the door of this study.

Ye Chuan smiled and said, "Then I won't be polite anymore. To be honest, this tea has a very strong aroma, it's obviously a rare treasure!"

Song Laoxu clapped his hands twice and continued with a smile, "I knew you were knowledgeable. This is the mother tree tea from Wuyi Mountain. After learning that I was promoted, someone immediately sent it to me. There are quite a few people who are smooth in dealing with people like this."

Ye Chuan couldn't help but sigh deeply. Power can indeed change a person. Old Song used to be full of bookish air, and at first glance he looked like a research scholar. But now he is imposing, calm and composed, like a seasoned person.

Mrs. Song left the study room with satisfaction and closed the door gently. She understood that Ye Chuan must have come to discuss something important with her husband, otherwise he would not have come to the study room to talk.

Ye Chuan picked up the teacup and took a sip, and couldn't help but admire in his heart: The mother tree tea is indeed worthy of its name, the tea fragrance seems to burst in his mouth instantly, leaving a lingering fragrance on his lips and teeth.

After drinking about half of the tea in the cup, he gently put the cup down, and his expression became more solemn. "Mr. Song, I think you must have known about Mr. Xu's current situation. He is definitely a trustworthy person. I think you should stand up and help him."

"Oh? What's the reason? What makes me take action?" Old Song asked with great interest.

"Mr. Song, this is actually for your own good. You have been working in a scientific research unit before, and you will inevitably need a few reliable friends to help you when you suddenly step into a high position. You and Mr. Xu have known each other for many years and understand each other very well. This help will bring you at least ten years of stable alliance. Whether from a public or private perspective, it is a good deal!"

After hearing this, Mr. Song laughed heartily, picked up the teacup and took a sip leisurely. Although he had not yet made a clear statement of support, his eyes showed admiration. "You are quite good at talking, but have you considered that if I follow closely, I can also make some money from it. And these benefits are not so easy to get!"

At this time, Ye Chuan also showed a smile on his face: "Mr. Song, your vision is much more profound than mine. Compared with short-term interests and long-term cooperative relationships, I believe you know better what to choose."

"Kid, you're trying to play tricks on me! If I don't help Old Xu, will it seem like I have no foresight?" Old Song said with a smile.

"Mr. Song, I told you the truth. I don't mean to look down on you. Besides, your vision is much sharper than mine. You must have known the pros and cons of this matter a long time ago."

Mr. Song chuckled, picked up the teacup, drank the tea in one gulp, then placed the cup gently on the table and looked at the other person with a smile on his face.

Ye Chuan was a little surprised. Isn't this the action of seeing someone off? He hasn't achieved his goal yet, and he is really unwilling to give up!

"Mr. Song, you..."

Mr. Song didn't even give him a chance to speak and interrupted him directly.

"What else do you have? Get out of here! You have a pregnant wife at home waiting for you to go back and keep her company!"

"But……"

"No buts! Get out of here! Do I need you to explain my friendship with Old Xu?"

Ye Chuan understood what was meant by this, and he immediately smiled, stood up and said, "I see, I'll leave now and won't disturb you while you move!"

Director Wang of the street office has been troubled by the deaf old lady recently, so he had to introduce a girl to "Shazhu" in the community under his jurisdiction.

The deaf old lady was very happy when she heard the news, so she asked Director Wang to bring the girl home to meet He Yuzhu on Sunday.

When he heard the news, "Shazhu"'s first thought was to refuse, but considering that he was already 29 years old and had never tasted marriage, he reluctantly agreed.

Sunday came, Director Wang came to the girl's home and took her to the courtyard. As soon as they walked into the courtyard, they saw Yan Bugui holding a bowl and eating.

"Hey, Director Wang, you're not resting at home today?"

"Master Yan, I'm looking for a girlfriend for He Yuzhu from your courtyard, so I'd like to let them meet."