Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

When Yi Pingan saw Wei Zhonghua at the workshop door, he was stunned for a moment. Was he here to see him? Was there something wrong with Secretary Chen?

"Engineer Yi, come this way." Wei Zhonghua said with a smile when he saw Yi Ping'an, his tone was more polite than yesterday. He followed his leader to see them today, but they were too absorbed in their work and didn't notice. The leader didn't disturb them and left quietly.

He also graduated from a technical secondary school and had some technical knowledge, so he admired this boy who was five or six years younger than him even more. Yes, in Wei Zhonghua's eyes, Yi Ping'an was just a child.

Yi Ping'an followed Wei Zhonghua to the side in confusion. Yi Zhonghai certainly would not leave his son. Wei Zhonghua handed him a file bag.

"Secretary Chen asked me to give this to you. Open it and take a look?" Wei Zhonghua obviously knew what was inside.

Yi Pingan did not hesitate and opened the file bag. Inside was the title deed, keys, and a note for repairing the house. The owner's name was Yi Pingan. He looked at the address. Hmm? No. 95-1 Nanluoguxiang? Where is this?

Yi Ping'an didn't know, but Yi Zhonghai did. He asked Wei Zhonghua in surprise: "Secretary Wei, is this the cross-courtyard next to us?"

Wei Zhonghua nodded: "Yes, it is the cross-courtyard of your Central Courtyard. The entire courtyard is now owned by Yigong and has been transferred. It will be your private property from now on.

We have registered with the Housing Management Department, and the factory will cover the basic maintenance costs. You will have to pay for the additional costs yourself."

Yi Ping'an was really shocked after hearing this. He was excited, but more afraid. He didn't know whether the current policy allowed such an operation, but he knew that there would be trouble later and he must not leave any hidden dangers. He didn't want to travel through time just to experience exile.

So he looked around nervously, then winked at his father, asking him to help watch, and pulled Wei Zhonghua away, saying seriously: "Secretary Wei, is this what Secretary Chen gave me? But it's too valuable, I can't accept it."

Wei Zhonghua thought that he did not want to stay in the steel mill, so he refused the benefits offered by the steel mill. So he replied solemnly: "Engineer Yi, I will tell you clearly, you are a talented person, you should be able to see what Secretary Chen means, he wants to keep you in the steel mill, these are the sincerity of the steel mill.

And your father is here too, so you will have a home in the future, with family to take care of you. That’s why I gave you this yard. It’s connected to Courtyard No. 95, and there’s a corner gate that leads directly to the street outside, which is both convenient and quiet.”

Yi Pingan heard that they were not on the same wavelength, so he simply said, "Secretary Wei, even if I don't stay in the steel mill, my father is here and this is also my home, but this yard is too valuable.

I don’t want Secretary Chen to leave someone with something to hold against me in order to keep me here, because that would be my fault.” I was thinking: Please don’t implicate me, I haven’t lived enough.

Wei Zhonghua suddenly realized what was going on. He was shocked, but he reacted immediately and asked in surprise, "Did Yi Gong consider staying?

Hahaha, Mr. Yi, our steel mill is absolutely sincere. As long as you stay, you can ask for anything. As long as it is reasonable, Secretary Chen will definitely consider it carefully. "

Yi Pingan covered his face helplessly. Is this what I meant? Is your focus a bit off? Then he patiently explained: "Secretary Wei, what I mean is, will it violate the policy to transfer this house to me? Don't make a mistake."

"Oh, this, this is definitely not against the policy. Secretary Chen is an old revolutionary, how could he make such a mistake?" Wei Zhonghua looked at Yi Ping'an, the meaning was very clear, how could you think Secretary Chen made a mistake? I really misjudged you.

Yi Ping'an was about to roll his eyes. How would I know what the current policy is? Isn't it better to be cautious?

So Wei Zhonghua explained to Yi Ping'an the current housing policy, and Yi Ping'an understood that houses can be bought and sold now, and this house originally belonged to the steel rolling mill and was transferred as a reward, so he could live in it with confidence, there would be no problem.

(This is fabricated by the author. The author does not know what the policy was at the time. He only knows that after the public-private partnership in 56, it was openly not allowed.)

After figuring out the house problem, Yi Pingan was excited, and his big white teeth were showing when he smiled. A courtyard house within the Second Ring Road, even if it was just a small goal, in his previous life, he just looked at it. Buy it? It's faster to dream about it.

Even if you have taken advantage of others, you can't keep them on suspense, that would be disrespectful to this cross-courtyard. So he put away his smile and said to Wei Zhonghua: "Secretary Wei, please tell Secretary Chen that I am now the son of the steel rolling mill and will be a member of the steel rolling mill in the future. I will regard the factory as my home and contribute all my strength.

Please rest assured, Secretary, I will transfer my relationship to the factory once I get my diploma. I will never be indecisive! "

After hearing this, Wei Zhonghua almost jumped for joy. The secretary said that whoever can keep Yi Ping'an will be rewarded. The title of advanced person, how could it just fall on me?

The surprise came so suddenly, it was worth all his hard work today, isn’t this a reward?

Having got the result he wanted, Wei Zhonghua didn't waste any more words. He said goodbye to Yi Ping'an and left in a hurry. He still had to report to his leader.

Yi Ping'an did not delay. He had originally thought that he could just give him the location for the private school in the quadrangle and renovate it into an independent small courtyard.

I thought I would buy a courtyard house after the reform and opening up, and I would have freedom then. Who would have thought that I would have a separate courtyard now? It is really a pleasant surprise.

He excitedly hugged Yi Zhonghai's arm, told him about the cross-campus move, and went to the guesthouse to pick up his luggage.

Yi Zhonghai was even happier because his son was close to him. This was a scene he only saw in his dreams. Moreover, his son said that he would come to work in the steel mill directly after graduation. In the future, he would be able to go to and from get off work with his son every day.

If there weren't so many people around, he would have wanted to roar a few times to express his joy.

Yi Zhonghai was pushing a bicycle with his son's luggage on the back seat and a cloth bag hanging on the front handlebar, which contained canned meat that Yi Ping'an had taken out from the space.

Anyway, when he came, he brought all his belongings with him, and no one knew what was inside.

The father and son walked happily towards the courtyard, talking and laughing. This was really a new experience for Yi Zhonghai. For the first time, it felt like picking up his son from school.

The same is true for Yi Ping'an. It turns out this is what it feels like to be protected by someone.

Since the father and son were delayed for some time, they walked very quickly and arrived at the courtyard in just over ten minutes.

"Ping'an, this is our courtyard house. It's a three-entry yard. Your yard is over here." Yi Zhonghai introduced it to Yi Ping'an and pointed to the next door.

"Okay, I understand." Yi Ping'an nodded and helped Yi Zhonghai lift the bicycle and push it into the courtyard.

The outer courtyard is the back house, no one lives there now, and it is locked. Yi Pingan thought that it might be because it was still early and not so many people lived there yet.

After passing the hanging flower gate is the front yard. At this time, a thin old man wearing a pair of glasses came towards him. When Yi Ping'an saw him, he knew who he was. He would later become the third uncle Yan Bugui. Well, there was no tape wrapped around his glasses yet.

Then I heard the person who came say, "Old Yi, have you brought your son back? Hey, come in, come in." As he said that, he helped push the cart.

"It's Old Yan, he's been picked up. Hey Ping'an, this is Teacher Yan from our school, he lives in the front yard." Yi Zhonghai greeted Yan Bugui and introduced him to Yi Ping'an.

"Hello, Teacher Yan!" Yi Ping'an bowed and said hello, but he couldn't embarrass his father. He was an obedient child and did whatever he was told to do.

"Oh, this is Ping An. You too, you too." He said this while looking at Yi Ping An, as if he had discovered a new continent.

He said to Yi Zhonghai: "Oh, Old Yi, this Ping An looks exactly like you. No one would believe if you said he wasn't your son. These two look exactly like each other, as if they were cut from the same mold."

Yi Zhonghai was also very happy to hear this, he loved to hear this. He took out his Daqianmen cigarette and gave one to Yan Bugui, and also gave one to each of the men coming out of the front yard.

I also introduced Yi Ping'an to the residents of the front yard and greeted them one by one. (Pedestrian A has no human rights, please understand, mainly because I am afraid that I will not remember them)

This is a standard three-in-one courtyard house, with a front hall with one room on each side, two side rooms, and three rooms on the east and west wing.

There are now six families living in the front yard, and two of them are housed in three rooms in the east wing and an ear room.

There are three rooms in the west wing, two of which are occupied by Yan Bugui, and the other one is a side room where another family lives.

There is a hall on the left and a side room, each housing a family.

Yi Ping'an had never lived in a courtyard house in his previous life, and his first impression was that there were too many people. There were people everywhere, and every family had several people.

How can I describe this feeling? It can be said that there are no secrets at all. When you talk in your own home, the people next door can hear you clearly.

Not to mention eating meat, he could smell the fragrance coming from the middle courtyard. It seemed that he had to be extra careful, even if he had a separate courtyard and his father was Yi Zhonghai.

Not to mention those three years. Although he did not experience famine, he did experience the epidemic, so never test human nature.

"Old Yan, come to my house for dinner tonight. I won't invite you alone." Yi Zhonghai said something to Yan Bugui, then pushed the cart towards the hall, ready to go home. He still had a lot of things to do, and there would be plenty of time to chat later.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll be there in a moment." Yan Bugui also responded loudly.