Old Deng is reborn in the 1980s, and he starts by severing his father-son relationship!

Parents' Committee, or Family Committee for short.

Most of them are led by enthusiastic retired employees and senior family members of the factory, who are the "backbone" of the company compound.

She was in charge of mediating neighborhood disputes and maintaining sanitation and security in the family quarters. She also assisted the factory in distributing welfare, organizing group learning sessions and voluntary labor. She not only helped the factory in persuading the families of employees, but also helped solve problems for the neighbors. She was highly respected among the employees' families and served as a link between the company and their families.

Chen Jianguo wondered, why did they invite the family committee over?

Director Yang of the Residents' Committee is in charge of all affairs in this alleyway residential area. He is highly respected and influential within the factory, and even has connections outside the factory.

Sometimes, going to him for neighborhood matters is more effective than dealing with official documents from the factory.

Chen Jianguo instinctively didn't want to disturb this "Buddha".

The bigger the commotion, the worse it will be for him.

"dad!"

He stepped forward, blocking the fourth brother's path: "Director Yang is extremely busy; why should he be bothered with such trivial matters?"

Chen Deshun pulled him away with a light touch, just enough to let the fourth brother squeeze out of the doorway.

"What's the trouble? Director Yang works for the government; his job is to serve the people! Our family matters are naturally under his jurisdiction too. This is called 'no small matter in serving the people.' You're supposed to be educated, don't you understand this?"

Chen Jianguo was a little confused. He felt that his father was acting strangely today. He knew the law and policies and was not as easy to fool as before. But how could someone be transformed overnight? It must be because his second and third sons kept whispering in his father's ear.

It seems I should go home more often to keep the old man in check.

While Chen Deshun was getting paper and pen, the fourth brother led a middle-aged man with glasses and a serious expression into the room.

It was Director Yang from the Parents' Committee.

A group of neighbors gathered around, greeting him warmly, and then pulled him aside to tell him about Chen Deshun's family situation.

As Director Yang listened, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and when his eyes behind his glasses swept over Chen Jianguo, his expression was quite strange.

I only knew this kid was good-looking and academically gifted, but it turns out he's all show and no substance!

He spouts platitudes about morality and righteousness, but is actually a scoundrel and a womanizer; he's wasted all the books he's read.

Back when the factory was electing college student candidates, he even voted for Chen Jianguo at the selection meeting. He should have voted for someone else.

After the neighbors finished speaking, he turned to Chen Deshun and said seriously, "Deshun, what's the purpose of calling me here?"

He understood the situation. After all, it was a family matter. No matter how bad the eldest son and his wife were, he had to ask Chen Deshun before deciding how to handle it. Since the main party didn't speak, he could only give Chen Jianguo some "ideological education" at most.

Chen Deshun quickly handed over paper and pen: "Chen Jianguo just promised me that starting this month, he will give half of his salary to the family every month to help with household expenses. I would like you and all the neighbors to be my witnesses."

As soon as he finished speaking, the surrounding neighbors all came forward to testify.

"I heard that. Chen Jianguo agreed to it himself."

"Yes, yes, I was standing right at the door, I can testify to that."

"..."

Director Yang nodded and looked at Chen Jianguo, asking, "Is that so?"

With so many eyes watching, and in this situation, no matter how much Liu Rui pinched him, Chen Jianguo could only grit his teeth and nod in agreement.

Director Yang suddenly realized why Chen Deshun had specifically instructed him to bring the red stamp.

He picked up the paper and pen Chen Deshun handed him and started writing quickly.

A handwritten guarantee was quickly produced, but the salary amount field was left blank.

Director Yang thought for a moment and suggested, "Deshun, you need the money to support your family and for security. Would you like to be more specific about the amount? For example, twenty or twenty-five per month, what do you think?"

Chen Jianguo jumped, realizing this was serious, and quickly interjected, "Dad! Twenty a month isn't a small amount!"

He works at the Municipal Bureau of Industry, where his base salary plus subsidies totals a little over sixty yuan a month.

If he really does what his father said, handing over half each month, which is more than thirty yuan, then he and Liu Rui will only have more than thirty yuan left for living expenses, and they will have to live a very tight life.

In the future, we'll have to have and raise children, save money to buy household items, and there will be places where we need money everywhere.

No!

Half of the salary is too much; we absolutely cannot accept it!

Chen Jianguo quickly calculated in his mind.

Director Yang pulled Chen Deshun aside, and the two whispered to each other.

Director Yang, not having been reborn, naturally had no idea how despicable that little bastard Chen Jianguo would become in the future; he was merely analyzing from a purely axiomatic perspective:

"De Shun, to be honest, half a salary is really too much! Chen Jianguo has only been out of school for two years. Even if he gets a good job, his salary won't be much higher. He's also married now, so he has to take care of his family."

"Besides, if this gets out, people will say you mistreat your own children, which won't do your reputation any good! You're about to get promoted, right? You'd better be careful at this crucial moment."

Chen Deshun pondered it for a moment, and it made sense.

In his previous life, he retired early, so the position of team leader in the factory was given to someone else. This time, he doesn't plan to retire early, so he naturally won't give up this position.

"Old Yang, I understand what you mean. I can compromise, at least one-third."

Director Yang thought about it and figured that a third of his salary would be at most twenty yuan, which wouldn't be a big problem.

So I suggested again that Chen Deshun set a specific amount so that there would be less trouble later.

But Chen Deshun disagreed. What a joke! Times are changing rapidly, wages will keep rising, and money will become worthless.

What can you do with twenty yuan? He'll take one-third of his total salary. No matter how much Chen Jianguo's salary increases in the future, as long as the guarantee in his hand is still valid, Chen Jianguo will have to hand over one-third of his salary every month.

Seeing that Chen Deshun was adamant, Director Yang did not try to persuade him further.

If we have any disputes about wages in the future, he can just come and mediate.

After ascertaining Chen Deshun's stance, he turned and pulled Chen Jianguo aside for a whispered discussion.

The two returned shortly afterward.

However, Chen Jianguo's face was long and he grumbled as he reluctantly signed the agreement and pressed his fingerprint on it.

Director Yang took out the round seal of the Parents' Committee and stamped it on the agreement. The agreement was made in triplicate, with one copy for Chen Deshun, one copy for Chen Jianguo, and one copy to be kept by the Parents' Committee.

The neighbors, who had come to watch the spectacle, whispered among themselves.

"Alright, this matter is finally settled."

"It's not easy for Deshun to raise a house full of children all by herself; this should have been done a long time ago!"

"..."

There was a lot of discussion, but everyone seemed to agree with the ending. It wasn't easy for Chen Deshun, a single man, to support a college student; good people deserve good rewards.

Chen Jianguo gritted his teeth, shoved the agreement haphazardly into his pocket, grabbed Liu Rui's wrist, and whispered in a voice only the two of them could hear, "Stop messing around, aren't you embarrassed enough? Let's go home!"

As soon as the couple pushed through the crowd, they heard Director Yang's voice from behind: "Jianguo and his wife, don't rush off."

Chen Jianguo paused, then turned back with a sigh, head drooping, forcing a smile: "Director, is there anything else?"