I became a poor little sophora japonica in the courtyard

Days passed by. Time passed quickly, and it was the end of 1976. A large number of cadres who had been sent down to the countryside returned to the city and were assigned to their original posts.

Director Yang was reinstated as the director of the Red Star Steel Mill. He quickly gathered the power in his hands with his former subordinates.

Jingyi's power was also lost, and she was reduced to the role of the steel mill's housekeeper again. As soon as Director Yang took office, he immediately abandoned Jingyi's production management system and a series of reward and punishment regulations at the Red Star Steel Mill.

"I've learned about the current production management of the Red Star Steel Mill. It's really shocking. Our Red Star Steel Mill is a state-owned factory and a factory for the people. We must never use the bourgeoisie's methods of exploiting workers!"

At the leadership meeting of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill, Director Yang sat in the main seat, waving his arms and speaking passionately.

"Director Xu, I heard that you came up with these things? Comrade Xu, you are still young, don't make mistakes of principle, otherwise it will be too late to regret it later!"

Director Yang began to put a accusation on Xu Yueling! Xu Yueling had been in charge of the production of the steel mill for the past ten years, and the output of the steel mill had been rising steadily every month. He wanted to take charge of all the power, so he had to let Xu Yueling bear some responsibilities.

Jingyi could tolerate everything else, but she couldn't stand anyone accusing her of being politically corrupt. As soon as Director Yang came to power, he did the same thing he did ten years ago. He feasted and drank lavishly, formed cliques, and took all the power into his own hands, and would not tolerate any other voices in the factory.

"Director Yang, don't factories under the socialist system care about product quality? Is mobilizing workers' enthusiasm for production also taking the capitalist road?" Jingyi was sitting in the conference room, and she responded bluntly.

Jingyi was not afraid of him as the factory director. She was now a deputy department-level cadre, and Director Yang had no right to transfer her. Unless he submitted a report to request his superiors to transfer her, Jingyi would just change to another unit.

"You... are so stubborn. I will report your situation to the higher-ups, so take care of yourself."

After saying that, Director Yang angrily slammed the door and left. The department-level and division-level leaders present looked at each other in bewilderment, and after a few whispers, they all dispersed and left.

All the people who had been on the steel mill committee had stepped down. The only one still standing was Xu Yueling, the director of the factory office. Even Xu Damao had been removed from his position as head of the security department and had returned to the propaganda department as a projectionist.

In the huge conference room, Jingyi was the only one sitting there alone. She sighed silently! Take your time, there are only a few years to endure anyway.

Since she implemented the production quality management system in the steel mill, the workshop workers have been able to receive a few more yuan in physical goods and meal allowances every month, which has greatly improved their work enthusiasm. Product quality has also been greatly improved!

Now that Director Yang has returned to implement the big pot system again, the workers have started to slack off again. They get the same salary no matter how much they work. No one is a fool!

Jingyi also began her slacking career, doing nothing at work. Director Yang did not give her any power at all, and promoted a temporary deputy director of the factory office, and gave all the power of the factory office to this person.

This is the best way! If I can achieve something, wouldn't it be a free gift for Director Yang? I don't have to manage the work, but I can still get my salary.

She drives home from get off work on time. She has been driving this Dongfeng brand car for eight years. Other department-level leaders don't like it, so she still drives it now.

He parked the car at the entrance of the courtyard, took the net bag of vegetables from the passenger seat, got out of the car and locked the door. His leather heels tapped on the bluestone slabs, and he walked into the courtyard leisurely.

"Director Xu, it's time to get off work!"

"Director Xu, are you back from shopping?"

"...!"

As she walked along, the neighbors all greeted her warmly. This woman was an evergreen, and everyone felt at ease having her living in the courtyard.

Director Xu is already 31 years old this year, but she still looks like a little girl. Moreover, she has remained in the leadership position. How many times has the steel mill changed its leaders? She is still thriving.

He returned to the west wing of his backyard, put the net bag back into the warehouse of the post station, took out the ready-made meals from the warehouse, and kept them warm on the stove while waiting for Huaihua to come back from school.

Huaihua was a freshman at the No. 2 Middle School in Sijiucheng. Under Jingyi's supervision, she was doing very well in her studies. Unlike her sister Xiaodang, after graduating from junior high school, she signed up to plant trees at the Saihanba Forest Farm in Chengde in 1973.

A clear bicycle bell rang out, and Huaihua pushed a 28-wheel bicycle into the backyard. This bicycle was originally left by Lou Xiao'e, and except for the handlebars and frame, all the replaceable parts of the bicycle were bought by Jingyi on the shopping platform.

"Aunt, is the meal ready? I'm almost starving." Huaihua parked her bicycle, came over, hugged her arm, and asked coquettishly.

"The food is still warm in the pot. Go wash your hands first. Didn't you have lunch at school?"

Jingyi has treated Huaihua as her own child over the years and has never lacked food and clothing for her. Since Huaihua started school in the first grade, Jingyi has been paying for her tuition and miscellaneous fees.

"The food in the school cafeteria is awful, it's not as delicious as what my aunt cooks." Huaihua replied to her while pouring water to wash her hands.

"Your classmates can eat, but you can't? You've never been hungry."

Jingyi brought the food to the table. It is said that girls should be raised in wealth, but they should not be spoiled.

"Go and see if your brother is back? Bring him over for dinner. Your father is working overtime in the cafeteria tonight." Jingyi told her when she saw that she had washed her hands.

Director Yang's nature was hard to change! He took his men to the small restaurant of the steel mill to eat and drink lavishly, as if he wanted to make up for all the food he had not eaten in the countryside for the past ten years. This made Sha Zhu work overtime frequently!

Sha Zhu is still living with his son, and his relationship with Qin Huairu is lukewarm. Qin Huairu has talked to him a few times, but failed to impress Sha Zhu. He can only live in a muddle-headed way, and occasionally get some money from Sha Zhu.

This fool used Director Xu's connections to get promoted to level 4 as a cook, even though he is still the deputy director of the canteen. His monthly salary is 63.5 yuan. The father and son can't spend it all, so they might as well save it for themselves.

Qin Huairu has been living frugally these past few years, and she has to send money to Banggeng every year. How can her monthly income of 27.5 yuan be enough? She can only squeeze that idiot.

Her youngest son, He Xiao, is eight years old and already in the first grade. Although he is also her biological son, she just can't like his face that looks 50% like Sha Zhu. How can he be as cool and handsome as her?

At the beginning of this year, the 87-year-old deaf old lady passed away. Before she died, she left a will, leaving her house and everything inside to her dala grandson Shazhu.

Sha Zhu carried a banner and smashed a basin to send the deaf old queen away, then locked the two back rooms and left them vacant ever since.

Qin Huairu, however, had her eyes on the house. Her son Banggeng would eventually come back, but the Jia family didn't have a house for Banggeng to marry and have children!

She had already made up her mind. That idiot seemed to treat her like this! Wasn't he obsessed with getting a divorce? When his son Banggeng came back, the family would have a pillar. Then he would fulfill his wish!

But she also had a condition for the divorce! That was to get a share of the house under the name of the fool, so that her son Banggeng would have a house just for his marriage.