Siheyuan: Traveling through three years to gain the power of a palm

"You're talking nonsense! The boss is not that kind of person." Liu Haizhong cursed.

"Oh, my father, you have been deceived by him." Liu Guangfu looked at Liu Haizhong with great sorrow.

"Let me analyze it for you. In our courtyard, Liu Guangqi and Jiang Fan are both technical secondary school students."

"Ah."

"But look at Jiang Fan, a technical secondary school student, who never asked his family for a penny and even gave money to his family while attending school.

Look at my eldest brother. He used the subsidy to buy food for us two younger brothers, but during the years he was in school, he didn't even buy anything for you and my mom.

Not only that, he even asked his family for money. How could he, a student, afford to spend so much money?

Liu Guangfu analyzed every word, and Liu Haizhong listened attentively for the first time and couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

"Hiss, now that you put it that way, it makes sense. How could the boss spend so much money?"

Seeing this, Liu Guangfu was delighted. He had risked a beating to file a complaint. As long as Liu Haizhong listened and changed Liu Guangqi's good impression of him, I would be the one to inherit the Liu family in the future.

So he struck while the iron was hot and continued, "That's right, you see, he only has several dollars a month for living expenses, and he can never spend it all.

And I discovered something before, but I didn’t dare tell you.”

Liu Haizhong asked, "What's the matter?"

Liu Guangfu hesitated for a moment and then said, "When my eldest brother was in school, I saw him skipping school to go out and play. I was curious at the time, so I followed him. Guess what I saw?"

Liu Haizhong said impatiently, "Hurry up and tell me!" Since it concerned his eldest son, he didn't want to make random guesses.

"Okay, I saw him go to ×× Hutong and stay there for a while."

"XX Hutong? You're not mistaken, right? That's a famous brothel."

Chapter 411 Mid-June, 1962

Perhaps it was the experience during this period that made Liu Haizhong doubt his eldest son's character for the first time. If Liu Guangfu had dared to say such bad things about Liu Guangqi in the past, he would definitely have been met with a big kick!

In his eyes, Liu Guangqi, as the eldest son of the Liu family, has been favored by him and Meng Lanhua since he was a child, and has received the second-best treatment in the Liu family.

Whether it is academic performance or character, they are both top-notch and cannot be matched by ordinary people.

But after Liu Guangfu said this, Liu Haizhong had to admit one thing, that is, he really had never seen Liu Guangqi express his filial piety to him.

Whether at school or work, he seemed to have never received any gifts from Liu Guangqi, even on his birthday.

This made him frown slightly, and for the first time he felt dissatisfied with his eldest son.

He asked, "Did he come to see me during the two days I was in a coma?"

"No, not even home."

Liu Guangfu told the truth. In fact, he didn't understand why Liu Guangqi would do such an unwise thing.

If he were Liu Guangqi, upon knowing that Liu Haizhong was sick and hospitalized, he would definitely run over to ask about his well-being and express his filial piety.

He casually mentioned that he had lost something in order to come and visit his father.

Finally, feeling extremely guilty, Liu Haizhong put forward his request.

Liu Guangqi was like an idiot and didn't make any move.

Liu Haizhong was silent, as if he was thinking. Liu Guangfu did not dare to disturb him and stayed quietly aside.

A few minutes later, Meng Lanhua helped Liu Haizhong out of the hospital, and Liu Guangfu followed behind with a small bag and a happy look on his face.

……

Liu Guangtian's theft had no other impact except that it gave everyone something to talk about and made the neighbors more vigilant.

Except for Liu Haizhong who feels deeply ashamed, he now tells everyone that he only has two sons, Liu Guangqi and Liu Guangfu.

As for Liu Guangtian, it was just an accident. Liu Haizhong didn't know such a person at all. What dared to share the same surname with him!

A few days later, Banggeng, whose injury had recovered, was wandering around in the yard and somehow he found a book.

"What kind of book is this? Why are there so many locks? Never mind, I'll take it home and use it as toilet paper."

If you can read, you should know that this is one of the essential items for changing your job to a thief!

How many locks can a piece of wire open?

The sun and the moon alternated, and it was already mid-June.

This year's harvest has finally returned to normal, with no major disasters. There's been little bad news from anywhere.

Especially in the south, because the harvest was earlier, the impact of the natural disasters in the previous three years has now been initially alleviated.

This was widely publicized in local newspapers, and news of the bumper harvest in the South quickly spread to various regions.

Experienced farmers looked at the crops in the fields and smiled with joy.

Late at night, in the courtyard, Jia Dongxu and several other people in the courtyard came back from the black market together, each carrying a small cloth bag.

After returning to the house, Jia Dongxu couldn't wait to tell Qin Huairu the good news that the price of food in the black market had dropped.

This made Qin Huairu extremely happy, and even Jia Zhang, who had not been very visible recently, smiled.

The price of food has dropped, so more food can be bought, and Jia Zhangshi can get more food to eat.

God knows what she has been going through during this period of time. With so little food every day, not only can she not feel full, but she can't even taste the food.

In addition, He Daqing's family lived next door, and sometimes they would cook, and the aroma wafting over was almost enough to kill her.

"Dongxu, these hard days are finally over, and our family has finally made it." Qin Huairu said happily.

"Yes, we've made it through this, and our family will live a good life in the future."

Holding his wife tightly in his arms, Jia Dongxu was also extremely excited. He felt that he was unlucky, really very unlucky.

It seemed like God was always playing a joke on him. Whenever he thought he was going to have a good life, something would happen to make his life very miserable.

He encountered a natural disaster after being promoted; he got Jia Zhang's consent to take her money, but it was stolen; he just recognized Yi Zhonghai as his godfather, and well, his money was also stolen;

There was really no other way, so they had to match Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi. Before the good days had lasted a few days, Yi Zhonghai was transferred to clean the toilet. A few months later, the He family's affair was exposed, and he was completely wiped out, without leaving a penny for Jia Dongxu.

Sometimes Jia Dongxu wondered if he was a disaster star. Why couldn't he succeed in anything?

But every time he had this thought, he would always think of Jia Zhangshi, and then comfort himself.

"How can I be the unlucky one? All of this is the fault of Jia Zhang. It's because of her that our family is living like this."

Jia Dongxu believed his own statement very much. If Jia Zhangshi had not made trouble, Qin Huairu would have been able to change her household registration to a city hukou a few years ago.

He could even use the money he had saved over the years to buy Qin Huairu a job before 58. That would have definitely changed their family's life dramatically.

Still a good change.

Today, it was not just Jia Dongxu who was in such a good mood. Most people in the city were happy about the news.

After all, not every family has formal jobs, and the reason many families have survived to this day is largely due to the 70% food ration.

Although these grains are not very pure and are mixed with many other things, they can still be eaten to fill the stomach.

Jiang Fan was lying on the bed, and he was in a very good mood.

He completed another deal with Ye Shu tonight. In the past two years, he had basically looted all the good things from the homes of those Eight Banners descendants.

Needless to say, there are gold and jewelry, and antiques and collectibles can all be used to open several private museums.

However, he estimated that this trade wouldn't last much longer. A normal harvest this year would drive down grain prices on the black market. Even if prices didn't return to normal, they would likely be cut in half.

Moreover, after two years of exploitation by Jiang Fan, these noble children didn't have much left. For the sake of long-term survival, they would probably not choose Jiang Fan's high-priced food again.

Jiang Fan had no intention of lowering prices to compete with the black market, and he had no intention of making money from ordinary people.

How many coins can ordinary people have?

"One more trade, then call it a day. It was just a spur of the moment idea, and I didn't want these things to be ruined in a few years. Now it's almost done. If there's anything left, we'll talk about it then."

Chapter 412 A New Colleague Arrives in the Technical Department

The office door opened, and Jiang Fan and others subconsciously looked up.

Then Han Daguo walked in with a young girl.

"Please stop what you are doing. Let me introduce you to our new colleague from the Technical Department, Zhong Xueying, a Level 13 technician. She was transferred from Jilin Province in Northeast China to our steel rolling mill. Please give her a round of applause and welcome her."

Jiang Fan clapped his hands symbolically, as did everyone else. Only Ye Yu was particularly excited. Finally, a female comrade had arrived in the technical department.

"Hello everyone, my name is Zhong Xueying, I'm 20 years old, and I'm very happy to work with you all."

She has a loud voice and is graceful and elegant, and looks like a heroic woman.

Ding Lei said, "You are too happy too early."

"Go away, sister, don't listen to this guy's nonsense. Let me introduce you."

Ye Yu pulled Zhong Xueying in a familiar manner, "My name is Ye Yu. The one who just spoke was Ding Lei. The one wearing glasses is Zhao Wen. They are both married men in their thirties. The younger one is Jiang Fan, twenty-two years old, and still a widower."

Jiang Fan was a little speechless. "Sister Yu, there's no need to say that last sentence. And since you said those two were old men, that's fine.

I'm only 22 years old, at the age of hard work and striving, how can I be described as a single man? I'm a high-quality single man, okay?

Ye Yu ignored her and pulled Zhong Xueying to sit in front of his desk.

"Don't just sit there. Take the note and go to the warehouse to move a table and chairs over."

Taking the note from Han Daguo's hand, the two old men and the widower went to work.

Jiang Fan was walking at the back. When he closed the door, he looked up and happened to meet Zhong Xueying's eyes.

Just from a glance, Jiang Fan could tell that the other party seemed quite curious about him? Or did Zhong Xueying already know him?

Half an hour later, the dilly-dallying trio finally moved the tables and chairs to a shady place downstairs.

"Come on, have another one. Why are you going back so early? Don't you feel uncomfortable after fishing?" Ding Lei took out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes and distributed them to the two of them.

Jiang Fan took out a match and lit it. He liked the smell when the match was lit.

Smoking is inseparable from chatting. Ding Lei spoke first, "Why did they suddenly transfer someone to our technical department?"

Zhao Wen replied, "Who would know? Why don't you ask Old Han later?"

Ding Lei shook his head and said, "No, I bet if I dare to ask, he will definitely teach me a lesson. He will let me focus on improving my skills."

"There's nothing wrong with that. We technical personnel should focus on technology." Jiang Fan agreed with this statement.

Unexpectedly, Ding Lei and Zhao Wen exchanged a glance and said in unison, "You are the least qualified to say that."

Look, they were just curious about other things at most, but Jiang Fan? He was always risking his life.

Jiang Fan didn't refute him, but simply said, "This year will be a good year. The work-level assessment will probably resume in the second half of the year. By then, I'm confident that I can pass the exam to become a Level 11 technician."

After a little pretense, Jiang Fan carried the chair and went upstairs.

Only Ding Lei and Zhao Wen were left squatting there.

"This guy has only been working for three years, right?"

"Well, there are only three and a half years until the end of the year assessment."

The two looked at each other again and sighed, "Young people have a good ability to learn."

For them, to be promoted from level 13 technician to level 11 in three years is already a great achievement and within an acceptable range.

If Jiang Fan said that he could directly pass the exam to become a ninth-level engineer, the two of them would definitely go to the security department to report Jiang Fan first.

Without a teacher's guidance and practical operation of the machine, this situation is basically impossible.

If there is, either someone is teaching him behind the scenes, or he has been hiding his strength before. No matter which one it is, we must investigate it thoroughly.

After a lot of hard work, there was one more office space in the technical department office.

There are no various milk teas for sale now, but there are quite a few beverage brands.

After Jiang Fan and his team finished their work, Zhong Xueying thanked them with a bottle of drink each.

"To you, Comrade Jiang Fan. Thank you for helping me move the table."

"You're welcome." Jiang Fan took the soda, pried open the bottle cap with his key, and drank it in gulps.