The booming era begins with the director of the Propaganda Department!

Chapter 518 Hello, 1970!

"Young men, have you missed some key information? Jia Dongxu has been dead for several years... As the saying goes, when a person dies, all debts are settled." Uncle Chen stepped forward and tried to smooth things over.

But before he could finish his words, he was interrupted: "What do you mean by common saying or not? We only know that Jia Dongxu wrote the FD novel, and Jia Geng, as his son, is not a good person either!!
Hurry and hand him over, or everyone in this courtyard will have a hard time. Why don’t you go out and find out who we are…”

As this man spoke, he waved his hand, and the people behind him immediately took a step forward in unison and with great momentum.

Everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but step back. Everyone looked at each other, and for a moment they didn't know what to do.

After all, these people have no moral principles and are not careful about how hard they hit you. It's okay to talk to them verbally, but if they really start fighting, you won't get any advantage.

Everyone looked at each other for a moment, not knowing what to do.

At this critical moment, Liu Haizhong and Xu Damao entered the yard surrounded by a dozen people from the security department of the steel rolling mill.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? What are so many people doing in our yard?" Xu Damao yelled.

The group of people before were all young boys, and they were immediately dumbfounded when they saw this group of regular troops.

The leader stood up with his neck stiffened, and said with all his might, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart: "We are here to find Jia Geng. Someone reported that his father Jia Dongxu once wrote a..."

"Where is the evidence?" Xu Damao looked at him with his eyes squinted and his neck stiffened.

He used to be a bully, and after he was promoted to the committee along with Zhang Shenfei, he became even more imposing and very intimidating at first glance.

The boy quickly took out a letter from his Jiefang bag and handed it over.

Xu Damao took it and read it in the sunlight: "Sender: Jia Dongxu, Middle Courtyard, No. 95, Nanluoguxiang...

That’s right, it’s the handwriting of Jia Dongxu’s grandson…”

After saying that, he opened the envelope again and glanced at the letter.

"What, what the hell is this? It's simply outrageous, horrifying, and nonsense!!!" Xu Damao said several idioms in succession, and he seemed very angry.

The young boy couldn't help but be complacent when he saw him like this: "That's right, right? Tell me, should we punish him?!"

"It's time." Xu Damao nodded.

The young boy felt that he was now in the same camp as Xu Damao and the others and had a backer, so he turned around and started to attack everyone in the courtyard.

Who would have thought that Xu Damao would knock him to the ground with just one slap.

Hiss! ! The guys he brought with him immediately got furious when they saw this.

But before they could take out the bricks from their liberation bags, the security department of the steel mill had already taken out their guns.

Hiss!!! The boys gasped again and got scared.

Xu Damao walked slowly to the boy who had fallen to the ground, looked down at him and said, "What are you arguing about?

The compound at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang belongs to the steel rolling mill, and everything that happens here is the responsibility of our factory security department and our factory committee.

You kid..."

He looked at the boy who was stunned by his beating and sneered: "Who do you think you are? How dare you snatch people from our steel mill committee???"

The boy covered his face and recovered after a while: "You, me, that letter..."

Xu Damao sneered again and put the letter in his pocket: “This letter is physical evidence and belongs to us.

Now, take your people and get out of the courtyard quickly.

Remember, only our Zha Steel Factory Committee has the final say in this area. If you dare to cross the border again, you will suffer the consequences. "

Although the group of guys couldn't stand Xu Damao's arrogance and wanted to fight him, they were still afraid of kitchen knives, no matter how good their kung fu was, not to mention that the opponent was not holding a kitchen knife, but a pistol.

Helpless, he could only get up and roll away with his tail between his legs in shame.

After they left, the courtyard remained silent.

"What are you all doing? Are you mute?" Xu Damao looked around at everyone and said.

"Da Mao, are you really going to deal with Bang Geng..." Yi Zhonghai stood up and said after swallowing his saliva.

Xu Damao stared at him: "How is it possible? Even if I am not kind enough, I will not add insult to injury, right?

Jia Dongxu is dead, and his wife and children are not affected by the disaster... Director Zhang asked me to say what I just said. Anyway, you all remember that the Jia family was dealt with by our factory’s security department and committee because of Jia Dongxu’s novel writing.

From now on, tell everyone this, understand? Don’t cause trouble for our Director Zhang.”

Everyone then realized that Zhang Shenfei was protecting the Jia family and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

No matter how much they quarrel in the yard, they are still neighbors who live together day and night.

Even though he usually hated the taking advantage of Jia Zhang, when he really saw the other family being forced to death, he still felt a sense of mutual dependence.

The Jia family's affairs ended without any major incidents.

After the first three years of hardship, the situation began to improve as work and school resumed.

Zhang Shenfei still goes to get off work and comes home on time every day, picks up his children from school, and goes fishing, being very low-key.

Occasionally, when I have time, I will cook a big meal at home and invite Zhang Weiguo's friends to come over.

Three years later, Zhang Weiguo has gone to primary school and become a glorious primary school student.

Almost every month, he would bring his friends home for dinner.

At the beginning, Zhang Weiguo only invited Han Chunming.

But later on, there was another Cheng Jianjun.

Zhang Shenfei asked his son, and he replied that Cheng Jianjun is also his good friend now.

When asked again, he said that it was Cheng Jianjun who took the initiative to be friends with him.

It was another family dinner outside, and Xu Huizhen and Xu Jingli were also present.

"Uncle Zhang, long time no see." Xu Jingli threw herself into Zhang Shenfei's arms like she did when she was a child.

Zhang Shenfei patted her shoulder lovingly and ruffled her hair: "Our Li'er has grown into a big child. She is seventeen years old this year, right?"

"Yes, I was born in 1953, so this year is already 1970.

I'm going to be seventeen soon." Xu Jingli looked up at Zhang Shenfei and said sweetly.

"Time flies. Our son Li has grown up, and Uncle Zhang has grown old." Zhang Shenfei couldn't help but sigh.

"Uncle Zhang, you don't look old at all. You look the same as before." Xu Jingli said.

"You are such a sweet-talker, Uncle Zhang is already thirty-six. He will soon become a middle-aged man."

"Men are most charming in their thirties." Xu Jingli pouted, very dissatisfied with what Zhang Shenfei said.

(End of this chapter)