Siheyuan: I am the seventh uncle of Banggen - Page 170

"Li Huaide is the first deputy director of the Metallurgical Bureau. He can also serve as the director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. This is not against the rules and it is easy to explain to the outside world. It is just that Li Feiyue suddenly fell ill. Let him go to the second line, to the Machinery Bureau, to serve as the vice chairman of the trade union," Wang Jian continued.

"Li Huaide is not Yang Weihua, he is not easy to fool. Looking at the current situation in the factory, you should know that he has some resentment and it is not easy for him to work. Besides, I can't contact him," said Shi Kejun.

"Yang Weihua is the old director of the steel rolling mill. If things really don't work out, let him go back and take over," Wang Jian suggested.

"Yang Weihua will definitely not go. Even if he is forced to go, he can only stabilize the factory. He does not have the ability to get foreign trade orders," said Shi Kejun.

"I also know how the orders came. Li Huaide has a cousin named Zhang Dabao, who got them. You can also go and get Zhang Dabao. You can get the orders without Li Huaide. Can you do it?" Shi Kejun asked Wang Jian again.

"Damn it. Ji Zhengyi just fired Zhang Dabao. This bastard is always causing trouble instead of doing anything good." When Wang Jian heard the name, he thought of the time when Li Feiyue scolded Ji Zhengyi at the steel mill.

"That's even more difficult to deal with, Vice Minister Wang, you pooped yourself, so you have to clean your own ass. I can't help you." Shi Daijun also laughed when he heard Wang Jian's words.

Wang Jian understood what Shi Kejun said. To solve the problem of the steel mill, he really had to rely on Li Huaide, unless he didn't want foreign trade orders. But now the country's foreign exchange is so tight, how could he not want foreign trade orders? So he had to find Li Huaide first.

"Dabia, my good brother, let me kowtow to you. With the military coats, the brothers will not feel so uncomfortable at night," Liang Fei said while hugging Zhang Dabia.

"Don't give me that. I don't like men, and I don't like men hugging me even more. There's meat in the cab. Find a brother to move it down and deal with it at night. Can you handle it? If not, ask my brother Zhuzi to come?" Zhang Dabia said to Liang Fei and Cao Lianbiao with a smile.

"Our chef Zhuzi's cooking is delicious. I'll go and invite him. Your unit has stopped production now, so it's okay for him to stay in the unit," Cao Lianbiao said, and then rode away on Zhang Dabao's motorcycle.

"Da Biao, come to my office for tea. I have to distribute the coats first. Someone will come to ask for them later and I can't keep them." Liang Fei said this and went out. There was a cheer outside. The sixteen staff members of the Red Star Police Station each received a coat. Five were hidden in the duty room and five were hidden in the small warehouse.

"Chief, where is the coat?" Liang Fei asked.

"What are you holding in your arms? Where are those?" Director Wang walked into Liang Fei's office and saw Zhang Dabiao. "Dabiao, if you have anything in the future, send it directly to the branch office. Liang Fei is just coming in and not taking anything out."

Zhang Dabao knew that Director Wang was joking, so he stood up, smiled, and asked the two to sit down.

"Uncle Zhang, it's been very difficult to see you since you left the station," Zhang Dabao said to Zhang Weihua.

"Weihua, go search. Liang Fei is a dishonest guy," Director Wang said to Zhang Weihua.

Zhang Weihua stood up and went out. After a while, he came back and said, "The director has 24 more items."

"Liang Fei, that's not right. There are fifty pieces in total. You said sixteen people, but there are still ten pieces. Did you let Cao Lianbiao hide outside? I said I didn't see this guy? What did those two guys get? Damn, it's meat. Liang Fei, are you going to eat the meat alone?" Director Wang said.

"Director, I am your subordinate, not a local tyrant. What are you doing? You are trying to infiltrate and steal things. Lian Biao has invited Master He to go. There will be a dinner in the institute tonight. It would be great if you could join us," Liang Fei said when he saw Director Wang and the meat.

Zhang Weihua left after hearing what Director Wang said. Liang Fei smiled bitterly and accompanied Director Wang back to the director's office.

"Da Biao, I heard that Director Li was transferred to the department?" Director Wang asked.

"Yes. Now that the factory has new equipment and is profitable, someone became jealous and transferred my cousin away and replaced him with a new factory director. The first thing he did after taking office was to fire me because I am a relative of Li Huaide. Do you think I feel resentful?" Zhang Dabao said with a smile.

"Is there such a good thing? You come to our bureau and replace Zhang Weihua, the deputy-division-level captain. You have the people and the guns. After one or two years, you will take over my position," said Director Wang.

"These are all excuses. We have agreed that if you want to come to the Public Security Bureau, you must come to our bureau. You can come directly to be the director," said Director Wang with a smile.

Zhang Dabao quickly nodded to express his gratitude.

We had a big drink at the Hongxing Police Station tonight. Zhang Weihua from the bureau called over a few leaders, and together with the comrades in the station, most of them, except those on duty, were drunk.

Zhang Dabao and the comrades in the institute who did not drink sent these people home one by one. It was already past ten o'clock when they got home.

Just as Zhang Dabao was about to lie down, Jia Dongxu pushed the door open with his nephew Zhang Shouyong. As soon as he entered the room, Zhang Shouyong knelt down and cried, "Seventh Uncle, my grandfather is dead."

"Who died?" Zhang Dabao asked as he helped him up.

"Seventh uncle, my eldest uncle is dead," Jia Dongxu said crying.

"Zhang Dasong is dead? How did he die? I will go back with you now. Dongxu, take your mother back to see him after daybreak. Don't let your aunt go back because she is pregnant. Let Brother Zhuzi go with you to pay her respects." Zhang Dabao was stunned. How could his cousin, who was only 45 years old this year and had no history of any serious illness, die? Although he had a bad relationship with him, he was still his uncle and brother. He was still a little sad to hear the news of his death.

Before Li Huaide took up his new post, he arranged for Xu Sinian to send all the people in Zhangjia Village back. This year, Zhangjia Village was the best village in the entire Xiangyang Commune. The village had water from the mountains and planted sweet potatoes. Although the growth was not good, it was basically enough for the villagers to eat.

The steel rolling mill also provided a batch of food aid, and fifty people came to the factory to earn money, earning 60 yuan a month, and working for nearly a hundred days, which was almost yuan. Every family was happy, and several young men in the village got married.

Zhang Dasong is the eldest brother of the "Da" generation in Zhangjia Village and the new cousin of Zhang Dabao. He has one son who is a regular worker and another son who drives a cart in the city, which is better than a regular worker. He is very respected in the village and of course the villagers will invite him to any happy events.

The second son, Zhang Shouan, was promoted to a regular employee ahead of schedule. After staying at home for two days, Zhang Dasong was even happier. At noon, he attended a younger brother's wedding and drank two more glasses. After resting at home for a while, he got up and went to the mountain to check if there was any damage to the water channel. He met several young men from Liujia Village who wanted to steal water. Zhang Dasong stepped forward to stop them, and a conflict broke out during the conversation. The young men beat Zhang Dasong.

Zhang Dabao didn't like Zhang Dasong because Zhang Dasong and his wife were too shrewd and always liked to scheme against their own family. But looking at Zhang Dasong lying on the bed with his eyes closed and no longer breathing, Zhang Dabao was still a little sad. This was his father's favorite grandson and the eldest grandson of his branch. He didn't expect that his life would get better, but he died unexpectedly.

"Fourth Uncle, what did the police say?" Zhang Dabao couldn't stand the atmosphere in the room and called Zhang Zhiling out.

"The police said they arrested a man, but he was a mentally ill man and should be released after being detained for a while. Secretary Liu of the commune is from Liujia Village. Because our village is doing well this year, he came to ask for things several times, but I refused. He has some opinions about our village," said Zhang Zhiling.

"It's great to find a fool to take the blame and treat us as fools too. Fourth uncle, I'll go sit at the door. You should go back and have a rest early. We have a lot of things to do tomorrow," said Zhang Dabao.

"Fourth Uncle, there are a lot of people in Liujia Village. How many can I fight by myself? Let's go back." Zhang Dabao sent Zhang Zhiling back.

In the twelfth lunar month, the north wind was howling. Zhang Dabiao went up the mountain, collected piles of dry firewood, and came to Liujia Village. Why should I wait for a while before taking action? I don't like Zhang Dasong, but that doesn't mean he can be bullied. Are you looking for a fool to fool us? I am a foundation-building cultivator, and you are playing tricks on me?

Liujia Village is also a mountain village like Zhangjia Village. There are mountains on the east and south sides, a slope on the west side, and flat land on the north side. It is a small village with thirty or forty households. There were two guards at the entrance of the village. Zhang Dabao went over and knocked them unconscious. He put the collected firewood in the village. He built a wall around the village with firewood, and then ignited the firewood. Then he ignited all the firewood in the four directions of the four villages. The north wind was blowing hard, and there was a little snow and fire in the wind, which illuminated the entire sky.

When Zhang Zaibiao returned to Zhangjia Village, someone had already noticed something unusual.

"Really? It really is, it's red and looks really beautiful. They also know that something happened to my brother, so they should be seeing him off," said Zhang Dabao, looking at the place where the fire started.

Zhang Dayou was a little confused after hearing what Zhang Dabiao said. What does the fire in the village have to do with Zhang Dasong? But judging from the direction, it was the fire in Liujia Village. The fire was so big that it should have killed several people. It could be considered revenge for Brother Dasong. Why did Dabiao say that? Did this fire have anything to do with him? Zhang Dayou was confused.

Zhang Dabao stayed awake all night, watching the fire in Liujia Village. By dawn, the fire had shrunk, but there was still smoke. Zhang Dabao walked into the house, looked at Zhang Dasong, and said to him in his heart, "Brother, I have avenged you, you can go with peace of mind. Be a good person in your next life, and don't always play tricks."

After saying this in his heart, Zhang Dabao's depressed mood was released, and he felt that his whole realm was elevated. This is how cultivation should be done, my fate is in my own hands!

"Fourth Uncle, what does the fire have to do with us? There are so many idiots in their village, maybe it was set on purpose by an idiot," said Zhang Dabao.

"That's right, Secretary Zhao, something's happening in our village and we can't send any help. You can go to other villages to take a look," Zhang Zhiling said to the person sent by the commune.

"This is a matter of life and death," said Officer Zhao unhappily.

"Their lives are lives, but Zhang Dasong's life is not a life. Should he die?" Zhang Dabao asked, staring into Director Zhao's eyes.

"Get out of here now. If you keep nagging me, you won't be able to leave," said Zhang Dabao. At this time, twenty or thirty people had already gathered around him.

Secretary Zhao saw that something was wrong and quickly got on his bike and left.

"Dasong, Dasong, my brother..." Zhang Cuihua and Jia Dongxu came early in the morning. As soon as they entered the door, Zhang Cuihua lay on Zhang Dasong and burst into tears.

"Fourth uncle, please set up the mourning hall. My second brother-in-law is here," Zhang Dabao said to He Yuzhu who was standing at the door.

Chapter 386: Cultivation Rises Again

At 2:30 in the afternoon, Zhang Dasong left home, was carried up the mountain, and buried in the family cemetery. Zhang Dabao went to see him off.

With the death of Zhang Dasong, new problems arose. He still had a younger son, Zhang Shouping, who had not yet started a family. His wife was already 45 years old this year. It must have been difficult for her to raise this young son alone, so things had to be discussed and Zhang Dabao could not leave yet.

After sending Zhang Cuihua, Jia Dongxu and He Yuzhu to the highway, Zhang Dabao returned to Zhangjia Village.

"Shoucheng, what are your plans?" Zhang Zhiling asked Zhang Shoucheng.

"Fourth Grandpa, my wife is pregnant now, and it's not convenient for her to drive the cart and unload the goods with me. Let my mother and I go to the city, and the third child can follow us. Xiaojuan and I can still live a good life now," said Zhang Shoucheng.

"Shou'an, what do you mean?" Zhang Zhiling asked Zhang Shou'an again.

"Fourth Grandpa, it's good for my mother and Shouping to move to the city. I always feel uncomfortable at home after my father passed away. Let's live somewhere else. I have also become a regular employee and I give my mother five yuan a month. My family only has one room and it may not be enough. She will live with my brother first. When I save some money, I will buy another room and take turns with eldest brother's family," said Zhang Shouan.

"Fourth uncle, Dasong's death was unjust." Zhang Dasong's wife started crying again.

"It was an injustice before, but it's not now. A big fire broke out in Liujia Village last night. All 1203 people in the village, except for the idiot who was caught by the police, all men, women and children, died. God has finally gotten his revenge," said Zhang Zhiling.

"God has eyes, Dasong, did you hear that?" Zhang Dasong's wife started crying again.

"Howl again later. You heard what Shoucheng and Shouan said. Tell me what you think," Zhang Zhiling asked.

"We should help, but we will do it to the best of our ability. We agreed in advance that both of them got their jobs with the help of Dabiao. They don't have the ability to help Shouping stay in the city. Now Dabiao's cousin doesn't run the factory anymore, and Dabiao's official position has been removed from office. He can't do anything about it. So from now on you can only rely on your own abilities," Zhang Zhiling gave a shot of prevention in advance.

"I understand, Fourth Uncle. Whether Shouping is a good or bad person depends on himself. He still has a house and land in the village. He can survive if he comes back." Zhang Dasong's wife's attitude was quite satisfactory.

"Do you think this is feasible?" Zhang Zhiling asked Zhang Dabai, Zhang Dayang and others, and everyone said this was a good idea.

"Everything has been discussed. Let's just leave it at that. We'll visit Dasong's grave tomorrow morning and then go about our business." Zhang Zhiling ended the meeting.

"Tao follows nature" is what it should be like. When we practice Taoism, we are fighting against heaven for our lives. We should live according to our hearts. If we shrink back from everything, what kind of Taoist are we?

After taking off his dirty clothes, Zhang Dabao took out a towel and water from the space, simply wiped his body, changed his clothes, and came to Zhang Dasong's grave. Looking at his elder brother buried in the ground, he couldn't help but shook his head.

"Uncle, have you stayed here all night?" Zhang Shouan came first, followed by Zhang Shoucheng and Zhang Shouping. Zhang Dasong's wife was lying on the grave and crying.

"Okay, stop crying. Sixth brother and the others are still waiting for you. We've already wasted a day yesterday. We can't delay any longer today. It's winter now, and the delivery station is the busiest time." Zhang Dabao persuaded his sister-in-law, touched Zhang Shouping's head, and asked Zhang Shouan and Zhang Shoucheng to carry their mother up and go down the mountain.