Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

Yang Jianguo shrugged his shoulders and strode forward with his head held high and chest out.

"A sunlit road, ten thousand horses galloping forward, these are the heroes of our Dazhai."

"Carrying poles carried away the rocky slopes, hoes dug out fields of rice and grain..."

Humming a country tune, Yang Jianguo didn't go back to the workshop, but followed the group to the canteen.

A loudspeaker broadcasted an announcement that it was lunchtime.

Eating is a skill, and it also requires physical strength.

If you go early, they'll have both rice and vegetables, and the steamed buns are big and warm.

If you go late, there won't even be any soup left, and the steamed buns will be cold.

Therefore, everyone is very enthusiastic when it's time to eat.

Yang Jianguo wasn't in a hurry because he was receiving special treatment.

Actually, they're all the same dishes.

The portions are generous and plentiful, so you'll never go hungry.

Special workshops perform precision machining, requiring complete concentration to ensure absolute accuracy.

How can you work on an empty stomach?

Some inconspicuous small parts, such as shafts, gears, pistons, and rods.

It might be a part from some airplane, cannon, or special vehicle.

However, they don't need to worry about such things.

Just follow the blueprints and standards, and do your job well.

As for where the items ended up or how they were assembled, that was none of their business.

Yang Jianguo also assembles semi-finished products, so you can roughly guess the origin of some of them.

But most of the time, he was also completely bewildered.

However, Yang Jianguo sees himself in a very simple way: he is just a senior worker.

Work diligently and live a down-to-earth life.

The rest has nothing to do with him.

To deepen one's "worker lineage" and brand oneself, it would be best to obtain an honor such as "National Model Worker" or "Advanced Worker".

Only in this way can we live a peaceful life from now on.

As Yang Jianguo pondered this, he entered the cafeteria.

A long line had formed in front of the window. Sha Zhu, who was getting his food, saw him come in and suddenly shouted, "Jianguo!"

Seeing him bend over and wave to him, Yang Jianguo smiled as well.

He pointed towards the small canteen, and Sha Zhu nodded in response.

"Jianguo, why are you so late? I've already prepared your food."

Li Yaoguo invited him to his table and filled his plate with food.

There were thirty or forty people sitting in the small canteen, all of them were workers from the special workshop.

Apprentices aren't allowed here; they all have to eat outside.

We need to hurry. Once we see the master come out, we have to catch up, whether we've finished eating or not.

They have no sense of propriety and think I'm just showing off without ringing the bell to start work.

If you pass the Level 1 worker exam, your career is essentially over.

Chapter Twenty: Overtime is a Good Job, The Self-Cultivation of the King of Scrolls

"Jianguo, how many tables are you planning to host later?"

While eating, Li Yaoguo casually said, "I said two or three tables would be enough, just enough for relatives and leaders from both families."

“We brothers can just find a chance to have a drink at home.” Li Yaoguo was trying to save him money.

They have to work hard at their jobs, but they don't get any extra income.

They have a big appetite and a sweet tooth.

They'll eat at least twenty or thirty of your food, which is enough for a family's food for three months.

Besides, the more you display, the bigger the scene.

It's also inconsistent with the current situation; the higher-ups have said they don't encourage extravagant displays of wealth and waste.

Yang Jianguo added some cabbage to his mouth with his chopsticks and then took a big bite of steamed bun.

He then mumbled, "Okay, I'll arrange it."

After eating, they didn't even get a chance to rest.

After washing his lunchbox, Li Yaoguo headed towards the workshop. Two children darted out from the crowd and eagerly followed him.

These two are his apprentices; one has been promoted to a permanent position, while the other is still a temporary worker.

Upon entering the workshop, the two of them ran inside first.

After Yang Jianguo and Li Yaoguo found a place to sit down, a large tea mug filled with boiling water was brought to them.

At first, Yang Jianguo was a little unaccustomed to it, but now he's gotten used to it.

I lifted the lid and blew on the tea leaves.

Yang Jianguo took two sips, put the lid on, placed the teacup on the ground, and let out a comfortable sigh.

After resting for a while, the loudspeaker came on.

This also means they should get to work. "Old Li, let's finish drawing number seven first, then you can continue studying number five."

"Okay." ** shouted towards the workshop: "Masters, it's changed, number seven."

……

Time flies by in a flurry of activity.

By the time Yang Jianguo rode his bicycle out of the factory gate, it was already dark.

He had just finished working overtime, so he left quite late.

Don't get me wrong, working overtime is a good thing!

These days, you can't just work overtime whenever you want, and it's certainly not unpaid labor.

We cannot do without the workers; the workers and peasants becoming masters of their own destiny is not just an empty slogan.

If you work overtime, not only will meals be provided, but you'll also receive a stipend.

So, this is a great job!

You have to submit an application, compete for a spot, and get the workshop director's approval before you're qualified to work overtime.

Yang Jianguo is a veteran overtime worker; working overtime is a regular occurrence for him.

When I first joined the factory, all I thought about was improving my skills, getting a raise, and making a living.

He was already at his workstation before anyone else arrived in the morning.

They were either studying blueprints, drawing lines, or processing parts, waiting for everyone else to finish work and leave.

He stayed in the workshop, learning and observing from the experienced workers.

Go and ask around in any workshop that Yang Jianguo has worked in.

Everyone should give a thumbs up and shout "Bravo!"

Within half a month, his name had reached the factory director's ears.

Later, a 'regular' person was added to the workshop's overtime shifts.

Once he completes the Level 4 assessment and enters the special workshop, things will be even more extraordinary.

Special workshops are different from others; they have heavy tasks, high requirements, and not a minute can be wasted.

I said it would be at 1:05 pm today, and if it's even a minute late, I'll have to watch the drama unfold.

Therefore, working overtime has become the norm.

Last month, in order to meet the deadline for producing one disc and two bridge shafts, the error requirement was that it should not exceed 0.4mm.

The entire workshop worked non-stop for 59 hours, barely managing to complete the task on time.

The atmosphere was so tense that all I wanted to do was run to the toilet.

Thinking about it, it's pretty exciting!

My mind was wandering, and the compounds were right in front of me.

'Why is someone still standing at the door so late at night? Has something happened?'

Before he could even get close enough to see who it was, he heard the man shout, "Hey, Jianguo, we've been waiting for you!"

"Aunt Liu?" That voice definitely belongs to Aunt Liu from the neighborhood office.

"Hey, it's Aunt Liu."

Aunt Liu looked at him with a beaming smile, "Jianguo, Yingzi's family and I have discussed it and it's all settled."

"is it?"

Yang Jianguo was also happy, "Then when should I come over, or how should I do it? Please give me some instructions, Auntie."

"In that case, since you don't have anyone at home to help, I'll come to your house with you tomorrow to meet Yingzi's parents."

“That couple are good people. Why don’t you buy some melon seeds and candy? It’ll look nice to carry around. We won’t be short of those two.”

"If you two talk things out face to face, I think you can go and get your marriage certificate."

Yang Jianguo replied with a smile, "I think it's fine, Aunt Liu, let's sit inside."

"No, no, it's getting dark, I have to hurry back." Aunt Liu pointed towards the street outside.

"It'll be troublesome if I run into the traffic police late." With a brisk wave, Aunt Liu left quickly.

Chapter Twenty-One: Clever Cleverness, Silly Pillar Invites Him

Yang Jianguo, who wanted to give her two cans of food as a thank you gift, shook his head helplessly, but felt quite warm inside.

In his previous life, he was an only child who grew up in a big city.

Aside from parents, who else is so kind-hearted?

People only care about the wedding favors and banquets you provide—that's what they deserve.

They're not your parents, they don't want anything from you, why should they run around for you and take care of everything? Is that something to take advantage of?

How arrogant do you have to be to think everyone should treat you well and fawn over you?

If someone suddenly becomes overly friendly and tells you they don't care about you at all, you'd better think twice.

People don't want small favors; they might want to ask you one day, "Can I borrow your brain?"

Pushing the cart into the yard, Yan Bugui lifted the curtain: "Jianguo, working overtime again?"

"Ah, this is a heavy task," Yang Jianguo replied.

Yan Bugui wanted to ask more questions, but then he saw him push his cart and disappear into the central courtyard.

"Hey, this Yang Jianguo." Yan Bugui sighed helplessly, raising his leg as if to stomp his foot.

A sudden pain shot through his lower back, making him twitch as he cried out, "Ouch, ouch, my back!"

Yan Bugui sat down, supporting his back, and sighed heavily.

Why didn't he take a good look at his eyes back then?

Seeing that Yang Jianguo's life was getting better and better, he couldn't resist having some meat.

Yan Bugui felt he had lost hundreds of millions!