Go back to the prosperous days and become a layman

Chapter 907 906 Not-So-Beautiful Misunderstanding

"This morning, CCTV broadcast 'The Little Girl Picking Mushrooms,' and the host praised the song before it aired." The house-changing issue involved the Tang family's ancestral home. Even though Ye Zhijuan hoped her daughter could live closer to her workplace, she didn't intend to get too involved, so as not to cause him any trouble. Therefore, she left the matter at that. Then she started talking about the song incident that had caused trouble for the young couple recently.

"That's great! It seems Editor Yang has put in the effort." The Tang family has never had a radio, and Tang Zhitong had been busy cooking for her aunts all day and hadn't had a chance to go out and listen to the radio. Hearing the news now, she was very happy.

"Your Uncle Wu also has news. He said that the 'Military Arts' magazine has already published and printed it, and it will be distributed all over the country in the next few days." Ye Zhijuan took this matter very seriously. Seeing that her son-in-law's future was getting brighter and brighter, it would be a real loss if he were to be drowned in spittle because of a song.

"Okay! I'll definitely buy it to watch!" Tang Zhitong knew that this Uncle Wu was Wu Jiaming from the military band. He had written to him a few days ago. With these two major voice-generating organizations backing him, Tang Zhitong felt confident.

In fact, these kinds of verbal disputes are similar to trending topics and online arguments in the internet age. It seems that both sides have their own reasons, but the actual characterization depends on the official statement or the outcome of the handling.

Currently, there is no organization specifically in charge of this kind of matter, so naturally, whichever side has the loudest voice and the widest audience will be supported by the masses, and the result is that the side with the loudest voice wins.

Tang Zhitong had even figured out what to write to Editor Yang, guaranteeing that he wouldn't make any mistakes and that he would be all righteous and honorable!
"Did you go to the music academy?" Ye Zhijuan was happy because her son-in-law was happy. As the saying goes, a son-in-law is like half a son, and she now regarded this son-in-law as a whole.

"Not yet. I've been busy these past few days. I plan to go next week." Tang Zhitong was a little embarrassed. His mother-in-law had already paved the way and given him a letter of introduction, but he was dragging his feet, which was indeed a bit inappropriate.

"Well, it depends on your schedule. But your Uncle Wu wants to commission a few songs from you, so you have to keep that in mind. The content also has to stand the test of the people and the scrutiny of history." Ye Zhijuan nodded. She didn't doubt her son-in-law's ideas, but she was a little worried that he would write ambiguous works.

"Okay, Mom, I will definitely work hard to polish it." Tang Zhitong agreed very solemnly.

Tests vary depending on who gives them. If a company leader says, "It's time to test you," then you should get as far away from that person as possible. But young soldiers are eager to make contributions, and if their superiors say, "It's time for the organization and the people to test us," then they will truly be fearless and willing to risk their lives!
The world is so big, and natural disasters and man-made calamities happen every year.

When a flood or hurricane occurs on the other side of the ocean, the soldiers are all fully armed and squatting on armored vehicles to patrol and maintain order. They not only have no intention of going down to lend a hand, but they are also willing to open fire if they encounter disaster victims who get close to the armored vehicles!
This is also why the cockroaches who stormed the military camp in Hong Kong were so frightened by the words "shine a bright light on them" that they turned around and ran away. Before the soldiers, dressed in T-shirts and shorts, ran all the way to clear the roadblocks, the cockroaches had never seen unarmed soldiers.

The people of our motherland are much happier. Wherever there is a need, there are soldiers. When a mission is completed, the masses always line up to see them off.
At this time, people would often throw live poultry such as chickens, ducks, and geese onto the military vehicles. Would the soldiers accept them?

It's best to throw in hard-boiled eggs. It won't hurt if you hit them, and you can still eat them even if they break. The key is that the amount of money involved is small, and if you do take them back, it will just be seen as a show of support for the military and the people, and it won't be taken too seriously.

While both were undergoing trials, Tang Zhitong felt that the soldiers were far greater than himself. He planned to go back and find an opportunity to write (or plagiarize) a song praising the soldiers, the kind that would be passed down through the ages and remain popular forever!

"Old Xie wrote to me, specifically to thank me for taking care of her son." After talking about the song, Ye Zhijuan remembered something else and said it to her son-in-law.

"Xie? Me?" Tang Zhitong was taken aback. Who was this Old Xie? Had he ever helped someone with the surname Xie?
"Jianhui's mother, thank Aunt Xie," Ye Zhijuan reminded her.

"Oh, oh, I remember now. How is Aunt Xie's health?" Tang Zhitong suddenly realized that the two of them had only met once during the Qingming Festival. After that, she had more contact with Ding Jianhui, and she didn't think she had ever asked Ding Jianhui about his mother's health. Hmm... that was a bit rude.

“He’s been hospitalized for a while now. The letter was dictated by your Aunt Xie and written by Jianhui. I just went to see him yesterday, and his condition isn’t good,” Ye Zhijuan sighed and said.

"Which hospital? I'll go take a look." Although Tang Zhitong only gave Ding Jianhui this opportunity because of Ye Zhijuan, she had seen the effort Ding Jianhui put into the ankle strap. She thought it was worthwhile to befriend someone who put in the effort like this. Besides, it would also be good for Director Ye if she went.

"That's good. Your Aunt Xie is in bed 17 on the third floor of the Public Security Hospital." Ye Zhijuan nodded. She knew the Xie couple's character and knew that Jianhui was a good person to befriend; otherwise, she wouldn't have asked her son-in-law to use this connection.

"Then I'll go tomorrow morning." Tang Zhitong had no experience visiting patients in this era. According to the sayings of later generations, patients were visited in the morning, not in the afternoon or evening, so today was clearly inappropriate.

"Yes, that's fine. Jianhui was recently promoted and transferred from the district power supply bureau to the city power supply bureau. It all happened so fast that your Aunt Xie thought I had helped him. She thanked me in person, but I told her it was because Jianhui is such an excellent kid and I didn't help him. She didn't believe me." Ye Zhijuan's son-in-law is sensible, which makes things much easier for her. Her expression became much more relaxed when she talked about this.

"Emm... what did Aunt Xie say?" Tang Zhitong couldn't help but recall what happened a few days ago when she visited Liu Yue at the hospital and ran into Aunt Tian, ​​Gu Yong's mother, so she asked her about it.

"What? This really has something to do with you?" This time it was Ye Zhijuan's turn to be stunned, but she still recounted the situation.

The situation was actually not complicated. When Ding Jianhui was at the hospital accompanying his mother, leaders from the Municipal Power Bureau visited him and brought up the matter of Ding Jianhui's transfer. His mother naturally did not believe that no one was behind all of this. Moreover, the leaders also subtly mentioned that it was all thanks to the invention of the foot buckle and that they should thank the co-inventors of the foot buckle.

“Then that has something to do with me.” Tang Zhitong smiled and recounted how she had encouraged Gu Yong at the hospital and how Aunt Tian had responded afterwards.

"I see. It was I who ruined this favor." Ye Zhijuan felt a little regretful after hearing this. She had only thought that Tang Zhitong was incapable of commanding the municipal power supply bureau, but she never expected that her son-in-law had learned to "take a roundabout approach".

"It's not your fault, it's my fault for not informing you beforehand." Tang Zhitong waved his hand dismissively.

This matter has little to do with Ye Zhijuan and Ding Jianhui; it's simply a response from Gu Yong's mother.

The municipal power bureau did the right thing. It was probably Aunt Tian's instruction, or maybe they just understood. In any case, they felt that Ding Jianhui and his family needed to know who had contributed to this.

It's likely that when Ding Jianhui and his mother heard "thanks to the co-inventor of the foot buckle," their first thought would be Tang Zhitong, since Gu Yong really didn't do anything.

Ultimately, it was a beautiful misunderstanding.

"If it's my fault for being nosy, then you've really lost out." Ye Zhijuan said with some regret. Since she had already denied any involvement, it wasn't appropriate for her to claim credit for it.

"It's alright, Jianhui deserves it all. He contributed the most in this." Tang Zhitong was quite open-minded. As for whether there would be a chance to smooth things over later, they'd see. "What's the name of that Aunt Tian you mentioned? Which department does she work in?" Ye Zhijuan asked with regret and curiosity about what kind of amazing friend her son-in-law had made.

"I really don't know their name, and I don't know their workplace either. I've never asked. But they live on the east side of Xibianmenwai Street, in the largest compound." Tang Zhitong subtly pointed out the Gu family's extraordinary status.

“Gu, Tian, ​​Xibianmen… You did the right thing, it was right not to ask.” Director Ye suddenly realized, and did not continue to ask about his identity, giving full affirmation to his son-in-law’s behavior.

Tang Zhitong chuckled. "How could it not be correct? That compound is a dormitory with the name 'Guo' in its name."

"How did you meet Yueyue's husband?" Ye Zhijuan was still curious, as the two were very different in terms of family background and social status.

"It's a long story. Around this time two years ago, I was working as a temporary worker at the Yuquanshan construction site. It was hot, and I got heatstroke. Gu Yong found me and saved me. Gu Yong was working as a deliveryman in that area at the time..." Director Ye asked, and Tang Zhitong didn't hide anything, telling the story of his connection with Gu Yong.

“Wenwen, this child, never told me that you and Gu Yong had such a deep relationship. It turns out that you met Wenwen because of him.” Ye Zhijuan knew that Tang Zhitong did not have a stable job before, but she had not investigated in such detail.

After hearing this, she was deeply moved and admired her son-in-law's efforts. Such a win-win situation was truly rare. But then she thought about it again, and realized that so far, most of her son-in-law's actions had resulted in a win-win situation, with very few instances of personal gain.

"Hehe, maybe she's too shy to tell you." Tang Zhitong felt that the reason she was able to get to know Xiao Wang and have her come to his house for dinner after their first meeting was largely due to those handfuls of roasted chestnuts and caramel-flavored melon seeds. As for Gu Yong, well, he was obviously there to get her to be his human clapping machine.

As for whether Xiao Wang mentioned this matter to Director Ye, Tang Zhitong did not intend to ask. Perhaps he did mention it and Director Ye forgot; or perhaps Director Ye was just using it as an excuse to cover up his ignorance of Gu Yong's family background; of course, it is also possible that Xiao Wang kept his mouth shut and did not say anything.

None of that matters. What matters is that Director Ye and her son have a good relationship, and it's not appropriate for me to get involved.

After the mother and son finished discussing business, Jingmin opportunely came over and begged Tang Zhitong, "Brother-in-law, we still have time this afternoon, let's go fishing?"

"What are you fishing for? Have you finished your homework?" After Xiao Wang became pregnant, Jingmin promised not to make his older sister angry anymore, but that didn't mean he could be lawless at home. Jingying took over the bloodline suppression stick from her older sister and immediately grabbed Jingmin's ear.

"Ouch, ouch, ouch! I'm done writing! My brother-in-law hasn't kept his promise about the rabbit yet. What's wrong with me wanting to go fishing?" Following Jingying's force, Jingmin's toes were raised. Although he was grimacing from the twist, he still stubbornly tried to find reasons to defend himself.

"The rabbit didn't come true? What about the cicada nymphs that my brother-in-law brought today? Didn't you eat them?" Jingying twisted her arm and wouldn't let go, continuing to lecture her.

"I've eaten, I've eaten, I won't go anymore, okay?" Hearing his second sister's increasingly harsh accusations, and with his ears getting more and more painful from being pulled, Jingmin wisely backed down.

"That's more like it. Don't bother your brother-in-law anymore." Jingying let go of his ear only when she saw that her naughty younger brother had given in.

“One thing at a time. These cicada nymphs were for the rabbits last time, not for fishing this time.” Jingmin rubbed his red ears, jumped out of Jingying’s sphere of influence, and then retorted like a porcupine with its quills popping out.

"You really won't give up until you see the Yellow River. I think your other ear is itching too. Come here." Faced with her younger brother's provocation, Jingying gritted her teeth, wanting to teach her brat a lesson again.

"Hehehe, I'm not going over there, I'm not going over there, I'll make you angry, I'll make you angry." Jingmin confronted Jingying across the dining table, already prepared for the King of Qin to circle the pillar.

"If you're so capable, then don't run away!" Jingying was clearly not as composed as Xiao Wang. After circling around Jingmin twice, she pointed at him angrily and said.

"I'll run, I'll run, so what?" Seeing his second sister angry, Jingmin was very smug, showing no awareness that living under the same roof meant there was always a chance he would be caught and taught a lesson.

"You two play, I'm going back." Tang Zhitong said with a smile, looking at the loving relationship between the siblings in front of her.

"Brother-in-law, when are we going fishing?" Jingmin looked like a late-stage fishing enthusiast, while keeping an eye on his second sister's sneak attacks and trying to confirm the time with Tang Zhitong.

"I can't guarantee you a time, because I don't know when I'll be free. But, since you got first place in the grade in the final exams, I can make you a toy you've never played with before." Tang Zhitong thought of the galvanized iron wire he used to tie the clothesline a while ago. That stuff was produced in large quantities. If chain guns could become popular in Beijing, it would also help hardware stores solve their sales problems.

"Really?!" Jingmin was overjoyed.

"Of course it's true, would I lie to you?" Tang Zhitong waved his hand with a smile and went out the door.

"Take care, brother-in-law." Jingying temporarily gave up chasing her bratty younger brother, first seeing Tang Zhitong out the door, and then, taking advantage of Jingmin's unpreparedness, she launched a surprise attack.

Before even reaching the bottom of the stairs, Tang Zhitong heard Jingmin's wailing from the stairwell.

Tang Zhitong sighed, smiled and shook her head. Jingmin was good in every way, but he just had that mouth of his that liked to provoke his two older sisters. She didn't know how many times he had been beaten for it, and every time he would beg for mercy, but he would do it again next time. His main problem was that he never learned his lesson.

Jingmin: Am I just forgetful? You're just missing out because you don't have a sister! If you had a sister, you'd know that even without provocation, she'd find a reason to beat her brother! Since I'm going to get beaten anyway, I might as well just vent my anger!
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I saw everyone's messages, they were very heartwarming. Thank you for your concern.

Wishing all my friends a happy National Day and Mid-Autumn Festival!
(End of this chapter)