Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Yi Zhonghai's expression changed quickly and was filled with a kind smile. When he came in, he greeted Director Li as if he hadn't seen He Yuzhu.

After being polite, he said: "Although my skills have reached the level of an eighth-level worker, I am just an ordinary worker in a steel rolling mill and have no right to decide what work to do."

This sentence was very well said. He first emphasized that his skills had reached the level of an 8-level worker, and then explained that his identity was different and he had no right to take on outside work, thus indirectly explaining himself.

Director Li smiled and said: "Master Yi, this is because we did not follow the procedures. I don't blame you, it is like this."

Then he explained what he asked Yi Zhonghai to do, and finally said:

"I'm going to trouble Master Yi from today on. You go to the cannery with Zhu Zhu, and he will introduce it to you and see what to do with the mold."

"Okay, director, I will get things done."

The level of the subdistrict director is equivalent to the mayor and secretary of the township. It is impossible for ordinary residents to find the director to handle matters.

It is actually the neighborhood committee that manages the residents. There are one hundred to three hundred households in a neighborhood committee, and the corresponding levels are the village chief and party secretary.

Although Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level worker in the steel mill, he usually only deals with the neighborhood committee.

This is the first time I have talked with the director of the street. Of course, it does not mean that I have never met Director Li before. It is just that I only said hello in person and never talked to him alone.

Yi Zhonghai was still very uneasy. He didn't know if He Yuzhu had made any accusations against him in front of him, but looking at his enthusiastic look, at least the superficial harmony could be maintained.

It's just that as soon as he got online, he had to be assigned to work under He Yuzhu, and he had to be angry with him again. It was really a bad time.

He Yuzhu said: "Sister, if nothing happens, I will take Lao Yi and leave first?"

"Okay, I'll leave this matter to you. If there's anything you can't solve, come back to me."

He Yuzhu nodded and said, "Don't worry, we will definitely get things done."

He called Yi Zhonghai out and asked, "How did you get here?"

"I came here on my legs," Yi Zhonghai said.

He Yuzhu shouted: "I said you, Lao Yi, don't even buy a bicycle with such a high salary."

"Don't you know where my money went?" Yi Zhonghai asked angrily.

He Yuzhu's words touched his pain point. After He Daqing left, most of the money he made went into He Yuzhu's pocket.

Many of the remaining ones have gone to the Xu family, and now they have to pay them 30 yuan a month.

The old couple spend 30 yuan and live a tight life. How can they have enough money to buy a bicycle?

Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu with great resentment. It was this bad scoundrel in front of him who had ruined his family fortune for decades.

He Yuzhu said with a smile: "Okay, in this case I will carry forward my style and take you with me on a bicycle today."

He Yuzhu didn't bother to ask. Even if he asked, Yi Zhonghai would postpone it and say that he couldn't ride a bicycle.

You can't just push the bike by yourself and then walk with him.

He could only take him with him on his bicycle. Only then did Yi Zhonghai smile.

Yesterday, He Yuzhu made a move and brought the complaint directly to the factory director. Although the factory director did not criticize, he knew that he had lost points in front of the factory director.

Fortunately, my fitter skills are the best in the whole factory, so this trivial matter will not result in expulsion and a demerit.

But I felt very unhappy.

Director Li gave him enough face today and asked He Yuzhu to take him to the glass bottle factory on his bicycle. Yi Zhonghai was in a good mood sitting in the back seat.

Soon the two arrived outside the cannery, parked their bicycles, and walked in.

Director Shen was in the production workshop, talking to Master Pan. When he saw He Yuzhu coming, he quickly stepped forward to greet him.

Holding He Yuzhu's hand, he said, "Comrade He, I've been looking forward to your coming."

He Yuzhu has no relevant position in the street or the glass bottle factory, but everyone knows that he is a popular person in the street and cannot be ignored.

"Director Shen, you're welcome. Let me introduce you. This is an old fitter from the steel rolling mill. He comes to make molds."

Then he introduced Director Shen to Yi Zhonghai, and the two shook hands and were polite.

The glass bottle production line is actually very simple. The production of glass water is the same at the beginning, but because of the different molds, the final products are different.

Yi Zhonghai carefully looked at the mold of the salt water bottle in front of him. Knowing that He Yuzhu was a difficult guy, he could only nod and said:

"This mold is not too difficult. Give me three days and I can make a set for you."

Yi Zhonghai was not playing tricks. If he said he couldn't make it, they would definitely find someone else to make the part.

By then, wouldn't he have lost face and offended the street director? After all, this was a task assigned by the factory director, and he had to do it even if there were difficulties.

Besides, it is really not difficult to make the mold for this can bottle.

He Yuzhu asked: "Is this difficult? Don't say you can't do it after three days?"

"You underestimate me. This is not too difficult. I promise to make it for you on time."

"Okay then, just ask if you need anything."

"Okay, you can lend me your bike for a few days. I have to run back and forth, which is very inconvenient."

Yi Zhonghai also refused to suffer losses, but the reason was quite sufficient. The steel rolling mill was to the east of Dongzhimen.

However, the glass bottle factory is in the north of the city, so the distance is indeed quite far, which also gives Yi Zhonghai a reason.

If I want to borrow He Yuzhu's bicycle and ride it back to the courtyard, I will have some dignity.

When the time comes, people will ask why they ride He Yuzhu’s bicycle.

You can casually tell what He Yuzhu wants you to do, so that you can save face.

Just when He Yuzhu was about to agree, Director Shen quickly said, "We didn't do this well. Master Yi, please take my bike away."

Yi Zhonghai was a little dumbfounded. Everyone in the courtyard knew He Yuzhu's bicycle. If he rode Director Shen's bicycle back, it wouldn't have the same effect.

But Director Shen was very enthusiastic and took Yi Zhonghai to see his bicycle. Now Yi Zhonghai could no longer say that he only wanted He Yuzhu's bicycle.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai leaving on his bicycle with a spare glass bottle mold, He Yuzhu said a few words to the factory director. Although he kindly asked to stay, he left quickly.

When I got home, Xu Zhaodi was also there, so I asked, "Are you here again?"

"I'm not here to find you."

Xu Zhaodi rolled her eyes at her old classmate, took the half-made shoe sole in front of her, turned to Xu Huizhen and said, "Sister-in-law, I'm going back."

"Well, I won't send it to you."

"Hey, what are you giving me? Sister-in-law, you are pregnant with the child. It is important to take care of yourself."

Xu Zhaodi didn't stay long and left directly.

After He Yuzhu washed his face, he took the daughter from Xu Huizhen's arms, but Xiu'er did not give face to her biological father. She curled her little mouth when she left her mother's arms. When she saw He Yuzhu's old face, she burst into tears.

"This kid is really disrespectful."