Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Like Yingzi, Ran Qiuye, who had just given birth, returned home very early in the morning.

The person was wrapped up like a rice dumpling, and went straight back into the house after entering the yard.

Ran's mother led the way, followed by Sha Zhu, with Ran's father protecting them, and the child held in their arms.

Further back were the old and young men of the courtyard; it was quite a large gathering.

“Zhu Zi, let me take a look, let me take a look at the child.”

Yi Zhonghai, unusually, came out and pushed his way through the crowd, rushing forward.

Look at them, it's like they're trying to snatch the child.

Ran's father turned around and blocked his way with his arms outstretched, asking, "What are you trying to do?"

Yi Zhonghai is caught between two equally unfavorable situations: advancing is wrong, and retreating is also wrong.

His eyes softened when he saw Sha Zhu staring longingly at the steps with a pleading look.

Hey ~

"Dad, let him come up!" Sha Zhu said.

Ran's father was still a little worried. He turned around and saw his son-in-law nodding. Ran's mother also gave him a wink.

Only then did he lower his arm and let Yi Zhonghai pass.

Ke Ren was following him closely, clearly trying to avoid him!

"Qiuye, Grandpa Yi is here. He wants to see the children."

Ran Qiuye, who was resting in bed, heard this, glanced at the child in her arms, and said, "Then you can take him!"

"Hey, I'll just take a look and come right back." Sha Zhu, looking a little clumsy, picked up the child with Ran Qiuye's guidance.

His face immediately broke into a wide smile.

This is his child.

He Yuzhu—has an heir.

Looking out the window of his house, Yi Zhonghai emerged from Sha Zhu's house with a complex expression and a hint of joy in his eyes.

Yang Jianguo and Yingzi exchanged a smile, thinking to themselves, 'Yi Zhonghai has hope again.'

I just don't know if his hopes are good or bad this time!

However, these matters are naturally left to Sha Zhu's concern.

In the blink of an eye, the lingering summer heat has passed.

With winter fast approaching, every household is stocking up on food, biscuits, and winter vegetables for the winter.

In the steel rolling mill, the logistics office was also extremely busy.

In a few days, when it's time to pay salaries, we'll have to distribute winter supplies to everyone.

This year, the factory's performance has been excellent.

The winter benefits should naturally not be meager.

For all formal employees, all kinds of subsidies and receipts are doubled, and a five-jin (2.5 kg) barrel of soybean oil is provided.

Twenty catties of potatoes, twenty catties of Chinese cabbage, and ten catties of wheat flour.

In addition, each person receives a five-yuan winter heating allowance.

Ever since these benefit announcements were released, the steel rolling mill has gone completely crazy.

It's not that the employees inside have gone mad.

Although I'm happy, it's really not worth it for all these things.

It refers to the homes of those unmarried or unmarried women outside.

The benefits at the steel rolling mill are top-notch even in Beijing.

I've heard that the company's current performance is top-notch, and the salary and benefits are excellent.

The benefits at this factory are something everyone envies.

I'd only heard about those before, but this time the benefits they're giving out are something else entirely.

It can't be fake, can it?

If a family has such a son-in-law (or daughter-in-law), they'll have face to be proud of when they go out and talk about it.

hey~

With winter fast approaching, the city of Beijing is bustling with activity.

The matchmakers were busy arranging marriages, their faces beaming with smiles.

This year, we're definitely going to have a super prosperous year!!!

Chapter 210 A Difficult Situation, A Family Portrait (Bonus Chapter)

Office building, factory manager's office.

Logistics Director Miao was complaining to the factory manager: "Factory manager, what should we do about this?"

What could possibly cause such a headache for the logistics director who oversees the factory's food, drink, and supplies?

Besides the winter supplies that are about to be distributed, what else could there be!

The standards for ordinary workers have been set, but what about those who are not ordinary?

For workers at the sixth level and above in the factory, we can't just follow the ordinary standards, can we?

Special workshop.

All the honors in this factory were earned by the hard work of the people.

Just like everyone else, they'll give them some rice, flour, and oil, and that's it?

Oh, and Yang Jianguo, Director Yang.

"Factory Director, Director Yang, how should we distribute this? You have to give me an answer, otherwise I really can't keep my job." Director Miao was having a terrible headache.

The approval from above made him feel valued and happy.

Turning my head around, I was stumped by these things.

As the old saying goes: "It is not scarcity that is to be feared, but inequality!"

But reality can't be solved with just a few words. There's a world of difference between an apprentice and a full-time employee.

Just the sheer size of the organization is a world of difference.

Same? How can they be the same?

Then there are the senior craftsmen at the sixth level and above.

Can I get the same thing as everyone else?

If we take one of these items, the craftsmen will be unhappy.

Director Miao was really worried, and went home and lay in bed that night.

He tossed and turned, scratching his head.

His wife scratched him, thinking he had lice.

If this matter isn't settled soon, he'll be scratching his head in frustration.

"For chefs at level six and above, how about adding some meat and giving each of them some sugar coupons or something similar? What do you think?"

Factory Director Yang could only discuss this matter with the logistics director; whether or not they could get things done depended on his response.

The logistics director thought for a moment and decided to give out meat instead.

Each person should weigh at least five jin (2.5 kg), and every household should have four or five people.

If you bring along the elderly, a family could have seventy, eighty, or ninety members.

If you don't have at least five pounds of this, it won't even be enough to make a meal of meat dumplings for the New Year.

It's better not to post it, to avoid being gossiped about behind your back.

A rough calculation shows it weighs around 10,000 jin.

Good heavens!

Aside from meat processing plants, forget about it anywhere else.

The logistics director was confident that they could get more than 10,000 kilograms of meat from the meat processing plant.

We have a long-standing relationship with the meat processing plant. Even if we're careful with our spending, a large plant with 10,000 employees still needs to use nearly a ton of meat each month.

When things are tense, you must ensure you have 5,000 jin (2,500 kg).

They do all the hard work, and if there's not enough perk, the workers will complain.

Next, let's talk about rare tickets like sugar coupons.

That's easy to handle, but it would be difficult for others.

But right now, Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill is a 'hot commodity,' so applying for a batch of replacements shouldn't be a problem!

"Okay, it should be fine. I'll go to the meat processing plant myself later."

"Then, what about Director Yang?"

When he heard him mention Yang Jianguo again, Director Yang raised an eyebrow.

You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?!

If we give too much, I'm afraid the factory and workshop will have complaints.

If I give too little, I feel bad for them and I'm afraid they'll hold a grudge.

No money, no power, what a hassle!

Having money and power only brings more trouble!

Just as the two were having a headache, Yang Jianguo stood at the door.

Seeing the two people inside frowning, he chuckled and knocked on the open door: "Factory Director, Director Miao."

"The founding of the nation has arrived."

"Master Yang, please have a seat." Director Miao greeted him warmly, his smile amiable.

Why do they all call him Master Yang instead of Director?

It's because nowadays, the word "master" carries much more weight than "director."

He is an advanced individual and an outstanding worker representative.

Calling him "Master" is an acknowledgment and praise of his status, something even the workshop director can't compare to.

"Director Miao, don't be so polite, have a smoke." Yang Jianguo flicked out a cigarette and offered it to him, then lit one for himself as well.

After taking a couple of sips, Yang Jianguo asked with a smile, "What trouble have you run into? You look so worried."

Upon hearing his question, the two looked at each other and smiled bitterly, unable to answer.

It's not like the factory can ask the person in question for their opinion before issuing them anything. What kind of logic is that?

It's against the rules and inappropriate.

If word gets out, it will likely draw criticism.

"Nothing much, just some odds and ends for winter," Factory Director Yang said with a smile. "Did you come here for something?"

"Yes, I'm here to ask for leave. Today is my baby's 100th day, and we've arranged to take a family photo together."

Factory Director Yang suddenly realized, "It's been a hundred days already."

"That's right, it's happening very quickly!" Yang Jianguo exclaimed.

In the past, I always felt that the days were long and passed slowly, and there was no need to rush anything.

But in the blink of an eye, three months have passed.

Time flies, and it always slips away unnoticed.