Siheyuan: Enemy spies are captured every time

I got drunk twice in five days, which is really not right.

He patted his head gently and decided to control his drinking in the future. Since his friends were around, he got up early and went to the cafeteria to buy breakfast.

He used to buy breakfast often when he was at home, so Hua's mother didn't suspect anything.

Her son was perfect. After breakfast, his mother told him not to play too much and to remember what the old man had told him.

His dad will be back tonight to check his homework.

He had a strange feeling. In his previous life, when he was studying at the Shanghai Theatre Academy, no teacher checked his homework. But in this life, he had graduated for several months and it was almost time to do his homework, but his father suddenly checked his homework?

"I know, Mom!" he said helplessly.

In the morning, his friends chattered and pointed fingers at his writing. They didn't make any suggestions, but they did find a lot of criticisms.

In a fit of rage, he drove them all away, including Fei'er. What kind of people were they? Were all his friends bad?

After calming down, he made a comprehensive review of the equipment that might be needed for the standardization of the steel rolling mill, the talent training, and the management methods.

Many questions were raised.

He also said that these issues need to be concluded after in-depth investigation and research. In addition, he proposed to complete the digital pilot in the steel rolling mill first.

The digitalization here does not refer to the computer age, but to digital management from a statistical perspective.

He felt very satisfied with the thousands of coins he had earned. In the evening, the old man returned home.

"Pre-job training?" The old man looked at Hua Chengyu puzzledly.

"Yes, Dad. Just like in the army, don't new recruits have to go through a three-month adaptation period before they can join the company? The same is true for workers. They need to have a detailed understanding of their jobs and also develop their skills in all aspects."

The old man nodded, this is understandable.

"Nowadays, the production task is heavy, just like fighting a war. We have to fight and train at the same time. Where is the time for pre-job training?" The old man raised the second question.

"Sharpening the knife does not delay the chopping of wood. I believe that after three months of training, a large number of qualified workers can be trained. In addition, look here..."

There are other systems to complement pre-job training.

"Why do you divide the jobs into so many categories?" the old man asked puzzledly.

"Dad, diligence is the key to success, while laziness leads to failure. Everyone's energy is limited. If everyone is proficient in one of the machine tools, lathes, milling machines, drilling machines, and grinders, the speed will be much faster. We can calculate the manufacturing process and time of each equipment and reasonably allocate tasks to achieve the best combination."

Today's workers are mostly generalists who are able to operate machine tools, lathes, milling machines, drilling machines, grinders, etc., but they are not specialized.

this is not good!

This is the result of extensive management, where workers are transferred from areas that are considered to be idle to areas that are busy. As a result, workers' skills will not improve in the long run.

Level 1, 2, 3 and 4 workers were reduced to doing odd jobs.

Having failed multiple rating assessments is a huge waste of human resources.

"Hmm!" The old man did not comment and continued reading. The more he read, the more his brows furrowed. He even ate in the study. When he returned to the bedroom, his mother had already packed everything he needed.

In the afternoon, Fei'er returned to school. He told Fei'er that he would go to school to see her every Sunday from now on. Only then did she happily ride away on her bike.

The next day, just after dawn, he was woken up by his mother.

"Yu'er, do you want to take your dad's car back?" Mother Hua looked up at the sky. It was only half past five and the sky was just getting light. It would take more than an hour to ride back.

This is not safe. Although the enemy spies are not as rampant as in previous years, they are still causing sabotage in dark corners.

"It's okay, Mom. I'll ride back by myself and I'll be careful." He grabbed a bun with his left hand and took a sip of milk with his right hand. This milk was his father's ration.

His father is old, and he needs to drink some milk at night to help him sleep.

There wasn't much milk to begin with, and they usually didn't get any. Today, my mother took out the milk, which showed that she really loved her son.

Mother Su thought about it and nodded: "Be careful on the road and come back often!"

"Got it, Mom," he said as he ate.

It’s not far, only about ten kilometers, and it will only take about an hour to get back.

"Here are five hundred yuan and various bills. Keep them safe and don't let your father know." With her back to the door, the mother quietly took out a stack of money and handed it to Hua Chengyu.

"Mom, I have a salary, so I don't need money. But I really need the tickets. Thank you, Mom!" He didn't take the money, but only took some tickets.

In this era, you need tickets to buy everything. He has tickets every month, but it is never enough for him, so he took some tickets.

"Kid, put it away quickly and don't let your father see it." Without saying anything, the mother grabbed the bills from Hua Chengyu's hand, mixed the money together, wrapped them up and put them in his bag.

There are always two bags, one for food and the other for winter clothes and the like.

"The weather is getting cold. Your place is different from home and there is no heating. Do you want me to send the quilt to you?" Hua's mother said with some concern.

This is also the reason why many people now prefer to live in tube-shaped buildings rather than courtyard houses. The winter in the north is very long, and tube-shaped buildings, also known as cadre buildings, have heating supply.

Living in a courtyard without heating is very difficult.

"I plan to come back next week to get it, Mom. I remember we have an electric blanket at home. Can you bring me one?"

"It's already in your bag, be careful on the road!"

"I got it, Mom." After swallowing the last mouthful, Hua Chengyu poured the last bit of milk into his mouth, looked up at the wall clock, it was almost half past six.

"Mom, I'm leaving." After saying that, Hua Chengyu walked out of the house.

Mom had already tied the bag to the bicycle. He got on, waved back, and rode toward the gate. "Be careful..."

I could no longer hear my mother's reluctant voice. On the second floor, an old man appeared in front of the window and said, "You have grown up..." and watched him leave the door.

"Have you ever seen Sijiu City at five or six o'clock in the morning?" As he rode along, he suddenly thought of a video he watched on Douyin in his previous life.

Sijiu City at five or six o'clock?

Even the young master in his previous life knew that it was already relatively late to see the crowd of people in the city at five or six o'clock, compared to the city cleaners, breakfast employees, and even those who worked overtime all night.

They usually get up at three or four o'clock.

Some of them even didn't sleep the whole night. What is there to brag about at five or six o'clock in the city?

Of course, he has never seen it. He gets up at 10 o'clock in the morning, arrives at the company at 11:, has lunch, and then works in the afternoon and evening.

Therefore, he had never seen the city of Sijiu at five or six o'clock.

In the 1960s, he finally saw the city of Beijing at five or six o'clock.

Five or six o'clock is the transition time of the day, the junction of day and night, and it is also an important time node in life.

In this ancient yet modern city of Sijiu, the scene at five or six o'clock is unique, showing a unique charm and vitality.

At five or six in the morning, the city begins to wake up. At this time, the city has not yet completely fallen into the hustle and bustle, pedestrians are hurrying on the streets, people are jogging and practicing Tai Chi in the park, and street vendors begin to set up stalls and prepare for a day's business.

The air in the early morning is fresh and pleasant, with a gentle breeze blowing on your face, giving you a refreshing and peaceful feeling. The sun rises slowly, dyeing the sky with a touch of orange-red, shining on the ancient alleys, reflecting a sense of tranquility and peace.

After riding for more than an hour, he finally returned to the courtyard. It was already past seven in the morning.

The mornings in late autumn are getting colder day by day.

As expected, he was stopped again by goalkeeper Yan Yanbugui.

"Secretary Hua, I haven't seen you these days. Where have you been? Why are you carrying so many bags?" Yan Bugui looked at the things on Hua Chengyu's bicycle with a smile.

"Hello, uncle. What are you doing so early in the morning?"

"Isn't this my responsibility as Third Uncle? I need to find out the origins of the first person who comes to the courtyard to prevent enemy spies."

"I almost forgot this. Third uncle is really responsible. We should learn more from you." As he said this, Hua Chengyu was about to bypass Third uncle.

"What are all these bags filled with? Do you want Uncle San to help you?"

"No need, Third Uncle, just some clothes, quilts and so on, brought back from the past."

"Did you bring it back some time ago? How long have you been riding it?" Yan Bugui's words are very mysterious. Through Hua Chengyu's answer, we can infer whether Hua Chengyu is from the city or the countryside.

Take Qin Huairu for example. If her family rides a bike, it will take four or five hours and dozens of kilometers, and they are still in the countryside.

"I forgot how long it was exactly. It was around midnight when I left the house. It was our village chief who sent me to the main road in a bullock cart. It was still dark at that time. I rode for a long time before it got light."

Yan Bugui's eyes lit up. It was around midnight, and now it was past seven o'clock. More than seven hours, such a long distance, he was definitely a rural kid.

They were afraid that a great god would come to the courtyard.

After all, we have done a lot of transactions on the black market in recent years, especially those large-scale grain purchases, and he always felt uneasy.

In recent years, Yi Zhonghai has talked about this issue many times because the food he bought was at a low price.

Those transactions were not just about money and food. Some people helped to collect information, some people helped to run errands and deliver things, and some people... none of them seemed to be important matters.

Lao Yi even gave him the blueprints of the steel mill... Yan Bugui still felt a little scared when he thought about it later.

But in order to survive, everyone was tied together by Yi Zhonghai.

Fortunately, there was a harvest last year and the allocated grain supply has been restored since the beginning of the year. Although the price of pigeons in the market is a bit higher, there is no need to take such a big risk to buy grain on the black market on a large scale.

"Come, I'll help you!" Yan Bugui finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Hua Chengyu was from the countryside.

I can also explain to Lao Yi. Two days ago, Lao Yi asked everyone to find out the origin of the idiom "Hua". So what if he is a country kid and a cadre?

"Thank you, Uncle Three."

"I see you have a lot of stuff, do you want your third aunt to help you pack it up?"

"No need, Third Uncle. It's almost time to go to work. I'll go back and put my things away before going to work at the factory. I can clean up slowly after work in the evening."

The car shook and a piece of bacon came out of the bag.

There was meat. Yan Bugui touched it fiercely and said, "This meat is really fat."

"Yes, my mother forced it on me." Hua Chengyu shook his head as he looked at Yan Bugui's actions. This uncle is really a master of calculations.

That move just now tore off a lot of meat shreds, probably about one or two ounces.

It’s amazing, and it can leave people speechless, after all, they are helping you.

"Okay, Third Uncle, I'll do it myself, you go about your business." He saw that Yan Bugui's other hand was also reaching for the bacon, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Well, the ones from my hometown still taste better. By the way, do you know how to make bacon? How about asking your third aunt to help you make it?"

I dare not do that, Hua Chengyu muttered to himself.

The third aunt and the third uncle are the same people. It is hard to say how much bacon will be left after the third aunt makes it. "I can make it myself, so I won't bother the third aunt. Okay, third uncle, I'll go back first."

Having said that, he walked inside without looking back.

"You kid, slow down..." Yan Bugui shook his head. His plan failed again, and he felt a sense of loss.