Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

It was clear that he was in a difficult position and not entirely confident.

But they came here to find a possibility...

Miracles, searching for miracles.

The possibility of a cure is enough.

What more could I possibly ask for?

"Master, please treat him. As long as there is hope, we must see him through to the end."

"Of course, healing the sick and saving lives should be done from beginning to end... However, there are a few medicinal herbs that are unavailable, so I have to go into the mountains to collect them. Please, madam, stay here for now!"

"Xiao Wan, how are you?"

"Okay, I'll stay with my mom." After saying that, Xiao Wan remembered that she still had work to do.

He's a factory worker, how can he just stay like that?

"Um, boss, can I stay?"

"Of course you can. Filial piety is the most important of all virtues. What in this world can come before filial piety?"

"Thank you, Minister." Xiao Wan bowed repeatedly with gratitude, as if he had done a great deed.

But this is something that should be taken for granted; what in this world is more important than filial piety?

If you can't even fulfill your filial duties, what's the point of living?

"Comrade Xiao Wan, please stay here for now and accompany your mother to receive treatment. We will wait for the Taoist priest to have definite news and then see how to proceed with the treatment, and then adjust accordingly based on the actual situation."

"Regarding treatment, I think it can be considered a routine for people in his situation to receive some assistance when they are in similar circumstances and are truly facing difficulties."

"The purpose of our ancestors in conquering this country was to enable the people to live a peaceful and prosperous life, right?"

"You're right, leader." Everyone nodded in agreement.

Yang Jianguo knew that no matter what he said, these people would all agree that he was right and that the leader was wise.

But that is indeed what he thinks, and he will write a report on the matter, which will then be sent to various places after he returns.

Each situation should be addressed individually. Even if this policy can only save a limited number of families, it seems insignificant compared to the potential losses.

In Yang Jianguo's mind, it was also correct.

Putting people first and prioritizing the people's well-being is an unchanging principle for establishing and governing a country.

Leaving Xiao Wan and her child behind, Yang Jianguo and his group prepared to return home.

"Leader, leader, please wait a moment." Xiao Wanniang got up from the kang and quickly walked to him.

He reached into his pocket and pulled out a handkerchief.

With an awkward simplicity on her wrinkled face, she carefully unfolded the handkerchief.

"Boss, you've worked so hard for an old woman like me... We're poor and don't have much to offer you, but these are sweet potatoes I roasted at home. They're so sweet, if you don't mind... please try them!"

Looking at her timid gaze, cautiously probing, as if afraid of being disliked.

Yang Jianguo grabbed Xiao Wan Niang's hand and took the still-warm sweet potato inside.

“Little Wan’s mother, you’ve really hit the nail on the head. I’ve never been a good eater since I was little. I’m always in the yard thinking about who has roasted sweet potatoes so I can have a bite.”

"Don't underestimate this. In the past, it was a rare delicacy. I love this the most."

Yang Jianguo didn't just talk for a while; as he spoke, he peeled off the charred skin of the sweet potato and rubbed the blackened part inside with his fingers.

He opened his mouth wide and took a big bite, his delight evident in his eyes.

"Delicious, haha, delicious! It's much better than what I bake at home."

Seeing that he really loved eating, Xiao Wan's mother's face lit up with a genuine smile.

In this way, I can consider it as doing a small favor for my boss!

"Little Wan Niang, focus on getting better, I'm leaving now..."

"Sir, you must visit my home next time you come. I will personally entertain you and roast sweet potatoes for you."

“Okay, I’ll definitely come,” Yang Jianguo said with a big laugh.

On the way back, Yang Jianguo called Ma Wei to his side: "Find the Religious Affairs Bureau and get the Taoist priest's information. Later, go to the nearby villages and ask about the Taoist priest's specific situation."

"As for who else is in the family, and how they conduct themselves, don't say too much, just listen..."

"Understood, boss... I'll go now."

"Okay, go ahead!" Yang Jianguo nodded, watching him hurry down the mountain.

Chapter 715 Aftereffects, Trust Once Again

The time spent in Chang'an exceeded Yang Jianguo's original plan.

Therefore, the remaining itinerary must be compressed and the pace sped up.

For two consecutive days, he shuttled between various factories without stopping, including the Textile City Textile Factory, which was the first to undergo reform.

These factories were quite familiar with Yang Jianguo because he was in charge of the restructuring.

I felt an indescribable sense of warmth upon seeing him.

The workers sat in a circle around him, chatting with him endlessly as if they were old friends.

Yang Jianguo was concerned about whether everyone was doing well, whether they had any demands, and to talk about his work and thoughts.

The free-flowing conversation among the crowd certainly brought him a lot of benefits.

"Thank you all for patiently chatting with me for so long, you've worked hard."

"Big boss, please don't say that. We really hope that a leader like you can come to the factory more often and chat with everyone like this, even if it's just to talk about everyday things."

“In the past, this kind of thing happened frequently, but now it’s not so common.”

"These days, officials are the bosses; they're not like us workers who can just see them whenever we want."

"How can you talk like that? Stop talking now."

"What nonsense are you talking about? The big boss is here, isn't he?"

Upon hearing someone say that, the other person quickly explained, "Hey, I wasn't talking about you, the big leader. I was talking about some people who don't hold high positions but act all high and mighty."

Yang Jianguo smiled and said as if joking, "Since ancient times, there have always been some bad apples trying to fish in troubled waters and ruin a good soup."

That's for sure... However, we can't just focus on that one bad apple; we need to look elsewhere too. As for the bad apple, it might be well hidden for a while, but it will eventually be exposed and picked out.

"Comrades, please trust us and trust the organization. We will never let you down. Thank you for your hard work."

Yang Jianguo stood up and bowed to everyone, which stunned the workers present.

It's true, I was stunned.

Those elderly people who were in the same era as Yang Jianguo, the veterans who listened to his journey through the years.

Most of them have retired, or scattered to different places.

Although the younger generation grew up listening to his stories, they have had very little real contact with him, so those stories are just stories to them.

Today, the scene before our eyes can be said to have shocked everyone.

The top leader, whom we used to only see on television, the highest leader who directly manages the entire system, actually bowed and apologized to these workers.

Before the end of the decade-long storm, it certainly wouldn't have been a big deal.

They've seen and even personally participated in far more serious incidents than simply bowing in apology.

However, the situation has changed in the last decade.

Not only have things changed, but many people suffered too much injustice and hardship during those ten years.

Many people harbor a burning resentment and a raging fire within them.

With the return of power, no one knows where this fire will spread.

They did nothing wrong, yet they were treated like pigs and dogs, beaten, scolded, and humiliated.

Living in a pigsty and eating pig feed is a huge test and torment for both body and mind every day.

those people……

Nothing happened, they are still alive and well, and many people are even living very comfortably.

They live under their own rule.

When a person wields immense power, they discover that the very people who once tormented them...

And what about those like him, living under their own rule? Perhaps the gradually changing structure and atmosphere are the best answer to this question.

Amidst a stunned gaze, Yang Jianguo concluded his official trip to Chang'an.

Next, only personal matters remain.

At Louguantai, Yang Jianguo saw Xiao Wan and her daughter again, as well as the old Taoist priest who was decocting medicine.

"Master, I've come to bother you again."

"You mean to ask how the lady's illness is?"

The Taoist priest squatted in front of the fire, staring at the medicine pot on it, and said, "Be patient, you should see results after taking a few more doses of medicine."

"No rush. The main reason I came here is to visit them and you, Daoist Master, before I leave."

Yang Jianguo looked around, found a rock, and sat down next to him.

"Master, I heard that you used all the salary the temple paid you to buy medicine to treat and save people, and you don't even have a bed at home."

"I brought four bedding sets, pillows, and other daily necessities with me this time. Please accept them!"

The old Taoist squinted at him and said, "No reward without merit. I, Old Zhang, don't heal the sick and save lives for a few taels of silver."

"Of course I know that, and the people of Louguantai know it too... It's just a few quilts and nothing else."

After hearing the news he had gathered, he returned to Chang'an and had the goods purchased.

We're just waiting to come back and give it to the old Taoist priest.

Two mud houses, two heated kang beds, without even a mattress on them, just cardboard boxes torn apart and laid on the kang.

They only had a thin quilt to cover themselves with, and when it got cold in winter, they would cover the kang (a heated brick bed) with straw to keep warm.

He earns a little over twenty yuan a month, but he doesn't spend a single penny of it on himself; he uses it all to treat people's illnesses and get medicine.

Medical treatment is free, medicine is free, and I have no desires or wants.

Which of the people living in Louguantai has not received his kindness or sought his medical help?

Sometimes Yang Jianguo wondered why no one thought of adding a quilt for the old Taoist priest.

Even if each family contributes just a little cotton, that would be enough.

But he would only think these words in his heart...

"You're a leader." The old Taoist priest didn't respond to the question, but instead asked about his background.

“Yes, I am the leader.” Yang Jianguo nodded.

"What a high-ranking official!"

"I am in charge of the development of our machinery industry, and everything related to it is under my jurisdiction."

"It's all under your jurisdiction. If you let it pass, it'll be a minister."

"more or less!"

"Not a low-ranking official... all you have are bedding and a pillow, nothing else?"

"There's still some grain and two barrels of oil."

"I knew it, officials are all dishonest."

The old Taoist priest chuckled and made a joke, then sighed, "Then stay. I, this old Taoist, will also benefit from being an official."

"Of course," Yang Jianguo said with a smile, and asked, "Daoist Master, aren't we introducing new regulations to reorganize traditional Chinese medicine? With your medical skills, you should participate too!"

"I can't participate. I'm not a doctor, I'm just a Taoist priest in this dilapidated temple."

Judging from his tone, there's more to the story.