Siheyuan: I am Yi Zhonghai's biological son

Yi Ping'an walked out of the school gate and sat in the car, feeling a little sad. He looked back at the school again and let the driver drive away.

It's the same upheaval again. This broken car is enough!

Yi Ping'an came to Secretary Chen's office again, took his graduation certificate and school assignment certificate, and gave them to Secretary Chen.

Secretary Chen laughed twice and said to Yi Ping'an, "Regarding your position, the factory committee has decided to appoint you as the deputy director of the technical department, administrative level 17, with a salary of 99 yuan, and additional incentives and subsidies for project research. What do you think?"

"Secretary Chen, I'm too young, and I'm afraid I can't be qualified for the position of deputy section chief. I can just be a clerk and research new things from time to time. That's fine." Yi Ping'an felt that he wouldn't be able to manage people as a deputy section chief, and who would be willing to let a kid manage them?

"Haha, Yi Gong, this is the organization's training for you. Back then, our team had a leader who was in his teens.

You just need to research new things, and then you will be assigned an assistant. You will only be responsible for technology and solving technical problems, and Section Chief Qian will be responsible for management matters. Do you still think this is difficult?"

Secretary Chen has seen the value of Yiping'an. The current boiler is the best proof of this. Orders are all scheduled until after the new year. Who knows what new ideas he may have.

The important thing is, he knows how popular this person is right now. If he is poached by someone else, he will regret it to death. People like them value putting the money in their pockets.

In this case, Yi Pingan thought it was feasible, after all, he didn't have to worry about anything. And his salary was increased by 99, which was enough to catch up with others' annual salary.

(The author does not know whether the wage policies at that time would overlap or not, and has not checked. This book assumes that they overlap. And the wages of intellectuals in that era were indeed not low.)

Yi Ping'an doesn't want to be involved in power. First, he is too young, and second, he can't play with power.

Don’t talk about whether he is a time traveler or not. He just doesn’t have the brains for it. It’s better for him to be a technical guy.

"Then I'll listen to you. Thank you for trusting me so much. I will work hard to study new technologies and make more contributions to the country and the factory." Yi Ping'an said solemnly.

He still knows how to shout slogans, although people in later generations may find these a bit embarrassing, but that's how it is in this era, it's inspiring!

"Okay! Secretary Wei, take Engineer Yi with you to go through the onboarding procedures."

After running up and down the stairs, he finally completed the entry procedures before leaving get off work. In the next 20 to 30 years, this will be where he will work hard.

After waiting for his father Yi Zhonghai at the door of a workshop, the father and son went home and went directly to the cross-yard.

Now the cross-courtyard has been renovated and the small moon gate has been opened. It was only then that people in the courtyard knew that this cross-courtyard was safe and sound. It must be said that Yang Cuiyun did a great job of keeping the secret.

The people in the yard were jealous as if a jar of vinegar had been overturned, and some were cursing behind her back, but no one dared to come forward to make trouble. Even Jia and Zhang didn't dare to do so, so others would be even less likely to do so.

People nowadays still have a lot of respect for intellectuals. But Yi Ping'an has good ears. He pretends not to know anything unless someone scolds him in front of him. As for whether he remembers it or not, only he knows.

However, the crying of children in the yard became more and more frequent and louder and louder. The worst case was with Guangtian and Guangfu of the Liu family. The two brothers were 12 and 9 years old, which is the age when cats and dogs dislike them.

Yi Ping'an didn't care about these things. It was none of his business. Besides, it didn't come to him, so he wouldn't take the initiative to cause trouble.

Now the family of three eats across the courtyard, mainly to keep warm.

The couple would still go back to sleep at night. Yi Ping'an also wanted to let them move here to live, but the couple refused to move, which made Yi Ping'an very angry.

Finally, Yi Zhonghai said that if they moved in, there would definitely be people who would covet the house in the yard, for example, someone might want to borrow it to live in, but it would be troublesome whether it worked or not, so it would be better to just leave it as it is and save themselves the trouble.

There was no other choice, so Yi Ping'an installed a honeycomb coal stove with a chimney for his father to make the house warmer. He would renovate his father's house in the spring of next year.

The two rooms were connected so that no one would have to worry about them. At that time, the orders for boilers would probably not be tight, and he could install heating for his father as well, without being short of money.

As for now? Even if Yi Ping'an is the designer, he has no say. Now everything is public, and he has to ship the orders first, unless he does it himself. Of course, this is not impossible, but now that it has been installed, the decoration later will be troublesome.

Back in the compound, Yi Zhonghai asked Yang Cuiyun to open a can of meat and steam a sausage. He wanted to have two drinks. On the way, his son told him that he had become a deputy section chief. He was happy, and the ancestral graves of the Yi family were filled with joy.

I guess the factory will post a notice tomorrow morning and broadcast it on the loudspeaker. Given Yan Bugui's personality, he will probably treat us to a meal tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, so today they will celebrate first.

"Is this some good news?" Yang Cuiyun felt that the head of the family was particularly happy today, so she became happy too. Although she didn't know why, she was just happy.

"You prepare the dishes first, and we'll talk about it while we eat. It's good news, let's celebrate as a family." Yi Zhonghai smiled.

"Okay, then I'll fry another egg." Having said that, Yang Cuiyun went to work, humming a little tune.

Yi Ping'an was very happy watching this. He liked such days, which were full of fun.

He took out a bottle of Fenjiu and handed it to his father. Yi Zhonghai was delighted when he saw it. This was good wine. It was said that this was served at state banquets. He had never tasted it before?

After the meal was served, the family sat down. Yi Ping'an filled his father's glass with wine and said to Yang Cuiyun, "Aunt, you should have a drink too. I am happy today."

"Yes, fill up your aunt's glass as well. Ping An, you should have one too. There will be many occasions like this in the future, so you need to practice." Yi Zhonghai said.

"Okay, I'll have a drink with you two."

Yi Ping'an filled Yang Cuiyun's and his own glasses with wine and waited for Yi Zhonghai to make his opening remarks.

Yi Zhonghai picked up the wine glass and said, "There are two happy things today. One is that Ping An graduated from University, and the other is that Ping An got promoted to deputy director of the technical department and became an official. Come, let's have a drink together as a family. Happy!"

"Oh, really? That's great! Son, you're awesome!" Yang Cuiyun also picked up the wine glass and said happily to Yi Ping'an.

"Come, let's have a toast together. I wish our family will become more and more prosperous." Yi Ping'an was also happy.

"Yes, it's getting more and more prosperous!" the couple said in unison.

After a glass of wine, Yi Zhonghai looked at Yi Ping'an, worried that his son couldn't drink, and asked, "How is it? Ping'an, can you drink?"

Yi Ping'an smiled when he heard this. He had a good alcohol tolerance in his previous life, so two bottles of liquor were no problem. In this life, his body had been cleansed by the spiritual spring, so he could drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, but he was almost there.

"Dad, it's no problem. There is no man in our Yi family who can't drink. I didn't drink before because I was still young, but now I've graduated, so I'm considered an adult, right?"

"Hahaha, yes, the men in our Yi family are always very clear about what they do. Come on, son, let's continue drinking. Dad is really happy today." Yi Zhonghai laughed loudly.

Anyway, the Moon Gate is closed and no one can get in.

Yang Cuiyun stopped drinking after finishing one glass, snatched the wine pot, and poured wine for the father and son, "You two should drink well today, and I will take care of this wine pot."

The father and son drank wine, and the family of three talked and laughed, talking about the difficulties of these years and the changes this year. As they talked, Yi Zhonghai started to cry.

Huh? Why are you crying? Are you drunk? Yi Pingan was stunned.

"Son, you don't know how your aunt and I have been living these years?

Everyone in this courtyard laughs at us and says we are a hopeless family. I know it all, I know everything.

But I have no choice. I don’t have children, so no matter how much money I earn, I dare not spend it. I have to save it for my retirement.

I feel sad when I see them beating their children every day. If it were me, I would definitely not beat my child. I would love him well and educate him.

My son, if you hadn't come to Sijiucheng, I don't know how I would have lived my life.

Dad has thought about it. If I don't live well, none of you can live well either. Don't you want to wipe out the whole family? Then let's see who will win. "

Yi Ping'an almost cursed in his heart: Dad, are you taking revenge on society? Not really?

Is this the original plot? Dad, do you know what you look like? A villain!

Yang Cuiyun couldn't stop crying. They had suffered enough from not having children in the past few years. They didn't know how many medicines they had taken. But it was a pity that they were of no use at all.

Yi Pingan looked at the couple and wondered what to do. Comfort them.

"Dad, it's not that necessary. I'm here. This is fate, the fate between us father and son. Besides, even if I didn't come, you could adopt one, right?" Yi Ping'an comforted the two of them.

“Well, at first, we thought about having our own child, and who would be willing to adopt one if we had a biological one.

I took a lot of medicine and folk remedies. Later, when I got older, I accepted my fate and thought about adopting a child.

But you don't know that the Sun family in the front street had no son when they were young, so they adopted a nephew. Later, when they were old, the nephew didn't treat them well at all, and starved the old couple to death. It was so tragic.

Your aunt and I were both scared. This is an adopted child. We know his background very well. How can we be assured of an adopted child? Fortunately, you are here. I have a biological son now. "

Yi Ping'an thought: Even biological children may not be filial, such as the ones in this courtyard.

Of course, Yi Ping'an is not among them. Both of them are very good to him, much better than his parents in his previous life. So they are also his biological children, right?

Thinking this in his heart, he also comforted his father: "Don't worry, Dad, you and my aunt have me in the future. I will never let you two drink water if I am dry. If you are not filial to your parents, are you still a human being?"

Yi Zhonghai was very pleased, his son was excellent. No one could compare to the other children in the hospital.

"Ping An, I've thought about it. I'll move your mother to Sijiu City next year during the Qingming Festival. I've already found a place. It's at the Wan'an Cemetery in Xiangshan.

That's a good place, a Feng Shui treasure land. Your mother gave me such a good eldest son, I can't treat her badly. I have to bury her well. She is a great contributor to our Yi family and a great benefactor to me, Yi Zhonghai."

Yi Ping'an didn't expect that his father had already made all the arrangements. He was even thinking of finding a place in the suburbs to bury his mother if all else failed.

He really didn't dare to think about Wan'an Cemetery, mainly because he knew that many celebrities were buried in this cemetery, and he thought that you had to have a certain level of status to enter, but he didn't expect it to be open to the public. This is good, it will be convenient for worship in the future.

Of course, I don’t know if we can still worship after the wind starts, but it will definitely be possible after the wind stops.

"Okay, I'll listen to Dad!" Yi Ping'an agreed immediately. It was impossible to move the grave now because the soil was frozen in winter. It would be a good time to move the grave around the Qingming Festival.

"Dad, during the New Year, I want to go back and visit my mother's grave." Yi Ping'an wanted to go back and visit the place where he grew up.

"Okay, Dad will go back with you, and thank the people who took care of you back then."

Yi Zhonghai also wanted to go and take a look. He also had feelings for Li Guihua. Not to mention that they had such a big son, the original couple would always be different. But Yi Zhonghai would not say this.