Siheyuan: I just like to stir up trouble

"The red sun rises in the east, and its avenue is full of rosy clouds. How lucky I am to be born in your arms, and inherit the same blood. It is difficult to share the same happiness, and I have stood up straight. My country has thousands of borders, with benevolence, a thousand-year-old faith. When writing about the sky, only write a corner of the sun and the moon, and when painting the earth, only draw a corner of the mountains and rivers. Watching the five thousand years of the past and present, the world and the earth admire each other. Only the Yanhuang people have an open heart, and they travel to all directions to caress the flowing light. Every brick and tile is soaked in the red walls by the years, and I sigh that every flower and tree has gone through vicissitudes of life, and the hometown in my heart is the same across the eight wildernesses and nine states..."

Fang Meng did not explain to the webmaster, but started singing directly.

"You... are so awesome. It makes my heart beat fast. That's it. No matter who we are, we need to be proud of our motherland. We must devote ourselves to production and construction with great enthusiasm and create a bright future for our motherland with our own hands!" the stationmaster said excitedly.

"But Webmaster, you were just scolding Fang Meng!" Yu Haitang reminded from the side.

"Ahem, what happened just now is not important. We should focus on the present and the future. Fang Meng, was this song written by your husband?"

The webmaster was a little embarrassed at first, but as a leader one has to be thick-skinned, so he passed over what had just happened and continued to ask about Fang Meng.

"No, my husband said that this song Wanjiang was written by Li Shu and composed by Liu Yangjia!" Fang Meng said truthfully.

"Then why haven't I heard of it? But it doesn't matter. You will sing this song later. I believe that after listening to it, the workers will be as excited as I am and will devote themselves to production and construction with great enthusiasm!" said the stationmaster happily.

Then the stationmaster left, thinking as he walked that the workers' enthusiasm had increased, production and construction had accelerated, and whether Director Li should praise their radio station for its good work.

"After listening to the song "Unity is Strength", do the workers feel full of energy? Next, I will sing a song for you called "Wanjiang" written by Li Shu and composed by Liu Yanjia!"

"The red sun rises in the east, and its avenues are filled with glow..."

Fang Meng's voice was melodious and her singing spread throughout the steel mill.

"puff!"

Lin Fan was tired from working, and just after taking a sip of water, he sprayed it all over his father-in-law's face.

"Lin Fan, are you sincere?" Fang Dahai asked with a dark face.

"It's unfair, Dad. I was just too surprised. Why did Meng'er sing this song?"

"Although I haven't heard the composer, this song is pretty good. After listening to it, I felt my heart was filled with excitement and a sense of pride arose in my heart. Xiao Meng sang very well too, so why can't I sing it?" Fang Dahai asked puzzledly.

"It's not a question of whether it sounds good or not, it's this, this..."

"What's this? As long as it sounds good, why do you care about so much?" Fang Dahai interrupted Lin Fan.

Chapter 240 Reminder from the Workshop Director

"I didn't expect Fang Meng to sing so well, but I didn't understand the meaning of the lyrics!"

Jia Zhang shook her head for a long time, then said helplessly.

"I don't understand why you're pretending to appreciate it. It's nothing!"

Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Zhang with disdain. You are an old hag who can't do any work, eats everything without leaving any residue, and is as lazy as a pig. What does other people's singing have to do with you? What did you learn today? You're not going to let me talk in vain again, are you?

"Uncle, you don't understand this. I heard that music can relax people. I am anxious and irritable. I am worried that I can't learn locksmithing. So I have to listen to music to relax so that I can study better!" Jia Zhang said shamelessly.

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Zhang deeply and said, "I underestimated you, an old hag. I don't know where you learned this from, but you made up a lot of little poems and almost fooled me. I don't believe you at all. You are a very bad old woman. You can be lazy if you want to, but why are you making excuses for that?"

"Zhang Cuihua, how are you doing with your studies?" the workshop director came over and asked.

"Ah, I'm learning very well. Yi Zhonghai is teaching me seriously!" Jia Zhang said quickly.

"I have to remind you that I only give you three days. Today is the third day. Tomorrow I will test your locksmith skills. If you can't even recognize all the tools and can't answer the basics of locksmithing, then I can only let you continue to move steel. Don't say that I am targeting you then!" said the workshop director indifferently.

"I know, I know. I will study hard, don't worry!" Jia Zhang quickly assured the workshop director.

"You won't pass Lao Qian's assessment like this. You still have to move steel tomorrow!"

After the workshop director left, Yi Zhonghai said in a gloomy voice.

"I know. If you ask me, I just want to delay it for as long as possible!" Jia Zhang said righteously.

"You dragged me here to teach you locksmithing. You used me as a shield. If you didn't expect to pass, then why did you let me teach you?"

Yi Zhonghai was a little overwhelmed. He was dragged here by Jia Zhang early every morning to teach him locksmith skills, just like going to work. Now Jia Zhang told her that she was just trying to delay time. Yi Zhonghai even wanted to kill Jia Zhang.

"Who said I didn't think about passing? I do want to learn, but you can't teach me. If you can't teach me, what's the point of me learning? It's better to delay it as long as possible. Uncle, can you ask the workshop director to teach me for another three days? No, five days, how about seven days?"

Instead of feeling ashamed, Jia Zhang was proud of it and began to become more and more demanding.

"I don't have the nerve, nor the ability. What I can do now is to teach you seriously today. As for you, it's up to you whether you take it seriously or not. Anyway, I won't be here tomorrow. What you do in the future is up to you!"

Yi Zhonghai has finally let it go and is ready to calmly stand guard for his last shift, as tomorrow will have nothing to do with him anymore.

"Master, why are you like this? You just ignore me now?" Jia Zhang said aggrievedly.

"How can I control you? In order to teach you, I come to the steel mill every day like going to work. I teach you from morning to night and my lips are smoking. This is the third day. I have done my best. If you can't learn it yourself, what can I do!" Yi Zhonghai said coldly.

"How about you go talk to the factory director and ask me to return the job to Qin Huairu?" Jia Zhang brought up the old matter again.

"No way, I don't have that ability!" Yi Zhonghai refused without hesitation.

"Lin Fan, did you teach Xiao Meng the song she sings?" The broadcast had stopped, and Fang Dahai asked curiously.

"I just sang it to her a few times, but I didn't expect she would still remember it!" Lin Fan said depressedly.

Is this considered plagiarism? Have I somehow become a plagiarist?

"Why are you so depressed? Do you think Xiao Meng has embarrassed you? I think she sings very well!"

"It's okay, Dad. I'm just a little surprised. I also think she sings well!" Lin Fan said with a smile.

"That's good. It's time to go eat!" Fang Dahai said, then walked outside.

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang also walked towards a cafeteria, and Jia Zhang did not forget to ask Yi Zhonghai if he had any money.

"I brought it. Don't worry. I'll treat you to a meal today, okay?" Yi Zhonghai said helplessly.

Jia Zhang was really stingy. Of course, her stinginess was different from Yan Bugui's. Yan Bugui was not only stingy to others, but also to himself. He was very frugal.

As for Jia Zhang, she is only stingy to others, but she always wants to eat and dress well.

I worked so hard to teach Jia Zhang how to do locksmith skills, but she didn't even want to treat me to lunch. It's such a sin!

When they arrived at the cafeteria, Jia Zhang looked at Yi Zhonghai impatiently.

"It's in my pocket, take it yourself!" Yi Zhonghai understood what she meant and spoke directly.

Then Jia Zhang reached for Yi Zhonghai's crotch, no, his pocket.

The workers nearby were all staring at the scene in amazement.

"Clothes pocket, you idiot!" Feeling everyone's surprised gazes, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but scold in a low voice.

"You should have said it earlier. Why didn't you say it earlier? You should have said it earlier!" Jia Zhang said as she grabbed something with her hand and almost killed Yi Zhonghai.

"Now I'm saying it, clothes pocket!" Yi Zhonghai said gritting his teeth.

"I would have known it if you told me earlier. You made me so embarrassed!"

Jia Zhang took out the money from Yi Zhonghai's pocket and said something with a look of regret.

"Oh, so much, give them all to me?" Jia Zhang was surprised to find that there were three dollars and a few food coupons.

"Yes, it's all for you. Let's get the food quickly!" Yi Zhonghai said with a dark face.

Then Jia Zhang took the meal obediently, and Liu Lan really did not make things difficult for her anymore.

"Uncle, how about I feed you?" Jia Zhang said shyly.

"No, Xiao Li, could you please feed me?"

Yi Zhonghai found a familiar co-worker named Xiao Li and wanted to ask him for help.

Xiao Li was somewhat reluctant, but after thinking about it, he decided to help.

"I come!"

Xu Damao suddenly jumped out and pushed Xiao Li aside. Xiao Li felt as if he had been pardoned and walked away directly.

"Come if you want!"

Yi Zhonghai felt helpless looking at Xu Damao who was grinning in front of him, so he decided to just give up and let Xu Damao feed him.

"Come on, open your mouth!" Xu Damao picked up the lunch box and started feeding Yi Zhonghai seriously.

"Brother Lin Fan, are they so close? How come I don't know about it?" Fang Meng said in disbelief.

"These two are now at a standoff. Whoever retreats first will be admitting defeat. Neither of them wants to back down, so they appear to be getting along, but they are actually scheming against each other!"

Lin Fan looked at Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao with great interest. These two people now seemed like a pair of bickering lovers. Their fate was truly marvelous.

Xu Damao, are you going to abandon your Shazhu?

Chapter 241 He Daqing Returns to the Steel Rolling Mill

Just as Lin Fan was watching Xu Damao feeding Yi Zhonghai with great interest, he unexpectedly discovered He Daqing.

Lin Fan was somewhat surprised by He Daqing's arrival, but even more surprised was Sha Zhu.

"Dad, why are you here? Do you have something to talk to me about?" Sha Zhu asked in confusion.

"As for me, of course I'm back to work. I'll still be the head chef of this canteen, and you can be the second chef!" He Daqing said expressionlessly.

"What? Dad, are you here to mess things up? Why is my chef gone?"

"Are your cooking skills better than mine, and your experience more abundant than mine?" He Daqing still looked calm.

"But you are no longer an employee of the steel mill. So what even if you are better than me?" Sha Zhu was helpless.

"Just today, just now, I have re-entered the personnel department. I know a lot of people. Is it difficult to go back to the steel mill to work?"

At this time, He Daqing finally showed an expression on his face, revealing a smug smile.

He wanted to let Sha Zhu know that his father was still his father after all, and his abilities and capabilities were beyond his imagination.

"Okay, okay, but Dad, why didn't you come earlier? The employees have already started having lunch!"

"Nonsense, if you come earlier, won't I cook an extra meal? I came here specially after eating!"

"I thought my master was lazy enough, but I didn't expect that my master's master was even lazier!" The fat man complained in a low voice.

"Ok?"

Sha Zhu and He Daqing stared at the fat man, especially He Daqing's dead fish eyes, which almost scared the fat man to pee.

"I talked too much, I deserve to die!" The fat man slapped himself in the face as a punishment.

"Okay, you guys go ahead and do your work. I'm going to take a rest in the kitchen!" He Daqing was too lazy to argue with the fat man and went straight back to the kitchen.

Yi Zhonghai and Xu Damao also stopped looking at each other and watched He Daqing's back disappear in the kitchen. Both of them had a subtle expression.