Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

He returned home and put the lunchbox he was carrying on the stove. "Honey, where's the cellar key?"

Lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), Yingzi, with her eyes closed, gently patted her daughter and whispered, "Look in the box."

After finding the key in the box, Yang Jianguo picked up the lunchbox and went to the cellar.

Working in a steel rolling mill means you might be short of anything.

We can't do without lunchboxes, especially for the kitchen staff.

The factory's logistics procurement department has plenty of lunch boxes.

These days, when entertaining guests, you have to use a lunchbox to hold whatever you want.

In ordinary households, it's common to have several of these on hand.

So don't even think about putting these vegetables in a bowl; it will mix the flavors and make them taste bad.

I put it in the cellar along with the lunchbox.

After we finish eating, we'll wash the lunchbox and then take it back to Sha Zhu.

After placing the lunchboxes next to the basket, Yang Jianguo went to the wooden box at the base of the wall and opened the lid.

Inside, oil paper and cloth bags were used to divide the contents into several different items.

The most treasured item is the gift that Director Yang gave me last time.

The gift is indeed generous, but it's part of the sign-in rewards.

Yang Jianguo accepted it without any qualms.

Anything awarded as a reward is guaranteed to be problem-free.

Besides that, there was also the six catties of brown sugar brought by my father-in-law.

Old brown sugar, specially used to nourish Yingzi's body.

My father-in-law used his connections to get someone from the sugar factory to bring it back at a high price.

These days, brown sugar is a real rarity.

How rare is it?

Producing brown sugar, even just one piece, requires the signature of a director or higher-level official.

Only then can the sugar be produced.

Otherwise, someone will have to take responsibility if a piece is missing.

This is such a treasure!

You won't find these precious red bumps at the markets outside.

If there's even a tiny piece available on the black market, it has to be bought up immediately.

If you have any connections, you can resell it for several times the price, and the person will still remember your favor.

It was because of my darling that I brought this brown sugar back.

Yang Jianguo wrapped it up carefully and placed it in the cabinet.

I'm afraid it will spill, dissolve, and be wasted.

Now, open the package and take out a small piece.

Yang Jianguo then repackaged the remaining granules, which were about half the size of a thumb, and put them back.

Only then did he go out, lock the door, and return to his room.

Put the brown sugar in a cup, lift the kettle off the stove, and pour in the water.

The boiling water immediately dissolved the brown sugar.

Yang Jianguo stirred the brown sugar with a spoon to completely dilute it.

Then I blew on it to cool it down a bit before bringing it to the edge of the kang (heated brick bed).

"Honey, let's make chicken soup tomorrow. I'll go to the market and buy an old hen."

Looking at Yingzi drinking brown sugar water, I thought about how hard she had been working lately, breastfeeding two children.

Yang Jianguo felt that she should be given some more nourishment.

Taking small sips, Yingzi paused, looked at him, and said, "I've already eaten four chickens this month, and you're still eating?"

The mere mention of stewed chicken soup made her feel nauseous.

In January, four chickens were stewed, and the soup and meat inside were also used.

Red dates and goji berries.

And last time he mentioned the ginseng roots that Director Yang had given him.

Each time, I have to cut off a small piece and put it in the pot to stew.

She ate almost the entire pot by herself; Yang Jianguo and her mother would only eat a couple of bites each.

This food was given to Yingzi, and now she gets nauseous at the first crowing of the rooster.

We've really eaten our fill.

Pregnant women in other people's homes are afraid that they won't eat well, that their bodies will recover slowly, and that they won't get enough water.

But when it came to her, there were just too many of them.

She finally recovered after her mother passed away.

Yingzi thought to herself, 'Finally, I'm free; I don't have to eat anymore.'

Now it's Yang Jianguo's turn.

Again? !

"It's been a while since we've eaten; we should replenish our bodies."

Yingzi glanced at him and said, "If you raise your wife like a pig, she won't even have clothes to wear. What will you do then?"

She gained ten pounds in just one month.

Yingzi was still thinking that she should eat less recently and lose weight.

She, as the "experiencer," certainly knew what kind of person Yang Jianguo liked.

As a man, I'm picky; I can't stand anyone who's too fat or too thin!

"It's okay, that's someone else. Even if you gain ten pounds, you'll still be the most beautiful."

"Your lips are coated with honey."

Yingzi chuckled and tapped his shoulder with her finger, but still nodded in agreement.

Whether I eat it or not is not a big deal.

But the child still needs to be fed.

Nowadays, my baby drinks formula during the day and is only fed once or twice at night.

We must ensure our children get enough nutrition so they can grow up healthy and chubby.

Chapter 207 A Chance Encounter at the Market, Lou Xiao'e's Curiosity

With Aunt Yi looking after the children, Jianguo and Yingzi's lives returned to normal.

It's just that the freedom of leisurely strolling after meals and taking a spontaneous trip on weekends is gone.

Now, wherever I go, I have to think about what to do with the two little ones.

You're not doing anything particularly important, so why are you going out to have some romantic time and leaving the kids at home?

Oh, you were thinking someone would keep an eye on things for you?

You are so beautiful!

Freedom is gone, but the little joys at home have replaced the atmosphere of freedom.

The little guy is becoming more active and energetic, and he has endless fun just playing with Pingping and An'an every day.

Last time, An'an rolled over and delivered a perfect whirlwind kick to her brother's face.

Pingping was stunned on the spot.

Her small eyes were filled with innocence, as if to say, 'Who am I? Where am I? What's wrong?'

That adorable little face made the two of them laugh non-stop.

A home with children truly feels like a home.

Family harmony.

The factory work was not delayed. The special workshop worked together as a team to complete all the tasks assigned by the higher-ups.

The reputation of the special workshop at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill has spread throughout Beijing.

Everyone says the benefits there are good, the salaries are high, and everyone there is a talented person.

Not only do they earn more, but they also learn skills and work with outstanding worker representative, Comrade Yang Jianguo.

This honor was awarded in the second week after the baby's one-month celebration.

At that time, the factory also held a grand commendation meeting.

Yang Jianguo wanted to refuse, but Director Yang brought up the big boss, saying that it was an order from the big boss.

We must get him on stage to give a speech and actively mobilize him.

It inspires and motivates all employees of the steel rolling mill to embody the spirit of perseverance, fearlessness in the face of hardship, courage to forge ahead, and daring to challenge the highest peaks.

We need to make the words "Red Star" a brand name.

Not only must you have a name that's well-known, but you also need to have the courage and ability to actually do it!

So Yang Jianguo was forced into this situation and put on the spot.

He also got to know many leaders from the system, as well as office staff who came to commend him.

The title of outstanding worker carries a lot of weight.

If there are any major celebrations or honorary occasions related to his system, he will be invited to attend.

They might even go directly to the capital, hold a congress, speak on behalf of the Iron Man, and offer feasible suggestions.

It can be said that he has reached the pinnacle of the working class.

Although it's not standing on the very tip, it's still close to the edge.

If you keep trying, you'll either become a cadre.

Or they could be national role models or national outstanding workers, which are the highest honors.

That's about it.

Yang Jianguo's stance was quite clear.

Whether explicitly stated or implied, he only had one sentence: "I'm just a worker, and I'll do my job conscientiously."

"It is the best way to repay the country, the leaders, and the factory for their cultivation."

This is not the first time he has publicly stated that he only wants to be a worker.

He doesn't care about anything else.

Yang Jianguo did the same thing. On one occasion, Factory Director Yang asked him for his opinion on the selection of the workshop director.

Yang Jianguo only offered advice from the perspectives of professionalism, technical expertise, and prestige.

I don't understand anything else!

After having a child, Yang Jianguo became more careful and cautious.

Anyone who shares the same memories as him would choose to do so.

In the face of that strong wind, no amount of caution is too much.

Now, his identity is completely set: he is a worker of pure "bloodline," a true member of the "Red Five Categories," a group of nationally recognized and impeccably trained individuals.

He has solid technical skills, and his character is impeccable.