Siheyuan: Domineering life

Chapter 17 Director Wang of the Street Office
Yang Jun plans to install a separate water meter for his home. After all, his home will use more water than others in the future. In order to avoid others taking advantage of this, it is necessary to install a separate water meter.

Yang Jun first determined the route of the water pipe with Lao Wu, and then after some further instructions, he returned to the old house alone.

He walked to the front door with a bag in his arms, first went to the second uncle's house, handed over a cigarette, lit a fire, and explained the reason for his visit. He said that he was going to be renovated recently and apologized for the inconvenience.

The second uncle was very happy that Yang Jun could find him first, which meant that he was valued and treated as a leader, so he waved his hand and said that he would just decorate and let him know if there was anything he needed.

Then Yang Jun went to the deaf old lady's house. He first chatted with her for a while, and then apologized repeatedly. The old lady didn't say whether she agreed or disagreed. She kept saying "What did you say?" and "I can't hear you." "

Yang Jun didn't know if she was really deaf or pretending not to hear. Anyway, she said hello. If you don't agree, why don't I stop decorating?
Yang Jun's family visited one by one, and the neighbors also showed the greatest sincerity to the young man who had just returned from the army. They all said it was okay and let him decorate.

After visiting the residents in the backyard, he said hello to Lao Wu and walked out of the yard alone.

……

Street Office.

"Hello, uncle, I'm looking for Director Wang."

Yang Jun handed the old man at the concierge a cigarette and greeted him very politely.

The old concierge was wearing a faded military uniform and a military coat. It was obvious that he was a veteran.

I saw him looking up and down, staring at the woven bag in Yang Jun's hand, and asked in a tone of scrutinizing the prisoner,

"What do you want from Director Wang?"

"I want to say that I'm here to give a gift to Director Wang, will you let me in?" Yang Jun came over and asked jokingly in a low voice.

"Humph!"

The old man sneered and blew out a puff of smoke, as if the old god was there.

"Boy, are you playing tricks on me?" The old man didn't wait for him to speak, and then said to himself,
"You wouldn't choose a place like this to give gifts to your boss. Unless you're crazy, go in."

"Thank you."

Yang Jun glanced at the concierge and raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a meaningful smile.

After working in the team for more than ten years, they know all about the relationship between people. If you rashly carry your things and ask to see the leader, the guard at the gate will definitely not let you in. The more openly you give gifts to the leader, The concierge has to weigh the importance of this more and more.

Giving gifts blatantly shows that the person has a lot of background. How dare you, a small concierge, offend someone?If a leader learns that the eggs he got flew away, he won't be able to operate on you?

Yang Jun deliberately said it ambiguously, which could achieve his goal without losing the uncle's face.

The concierge is very old. He has walked on more bridges than roads, and has eaten more salt than rice. He is a mature man. He has already seen Yang Jun's tricks, and he doesn't say anything about it. Naturally, what he said to himself later was for outsiders to listen to.

Yang Jun knocked on the door of Director Wang's office of the subdistrict office.

"Come in!"

Push the door in.

"Aunt Wang, are you busy?" Yang Jun greeted with a smile.

"you are?"

Sitting behind the desk is a middle-aged woman in her 40s, wearing a navy blue cotton coat with a red badge on her chest. She has short ear-length hair and looks smart and capable. "Aunt Wang, please take a closer look."

Yang Jun came closer and said with a playful smile.

"You are Yang...gui, no, no, you are a soldier?" Director Wang shouted in surprise.

Aunt Wang came out from behind the desk, grabbed Yang Jun's hand, looked excited, and said angrily: "Your boy and your father are just like they were carved from the same mold, otherwise I wouldn't recognize you. "

"Your mother and her younger sisters have had a hard life in the past ten years. If your father was still here..."

As Aunt Wang spoke, her eyes suddenly turned red and she looked like she was about to cry. She couldn't help crying when she mentioned her old friend.

Wang Xuemei, director of the subdistrict office, and her mother Wang Yuying are close friends and have a very good relationship. Yang Jun and Aunt Wang's son Li Jianguo have also been good buddies since childhood. The two families have a very good relationship, just like a family.

Wang Yuying's job of gluing matchboxes was also given special attention by Wang Xuemei, otherwise she would not be able to grab this job of earning pocket money to support her family.

"When my father passed away, I was on a mission and couldn't make it back..." Yang Jun's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he suddenly felt sad.

When his father fell ill, he was performing a secret mission in the Northeast. It was already two months later when he received the telegram of his death. Later, due to the confidentiality requirements of the mission, he was quarantined for another half a year. Later, due to his busy work, The reason is that I never took the time to go home.

Over the years, he has sent money home every month. Perhaps only these meager sums can alleviate his inner guilt for this family.

"Hey, let the past be bygones. Your mother came to see me yesterday. I heard that she had changed her job to work in our steel rolling mill?" Wang Xuemei wiped the tears from the corners of Yang Jun's eyes and asked with concern.

"Yes, Aunt Wang, the organization assigned me to the steel rolling mill. From now on, I will have more time to take care of my family."

"That's fine, that's fine."

Wang Xuemei nodded, looking relieved.

"I heard from my mother that Brother Jianguo will give you a fat grandson?" Yang Jun saw that the atmosphere was a bit heavy, so he quickly changed the topic.

"Hey, don't mention him. Counting this newborn boy, there are three of us. Junzi, can you tell me whether you can afford to raise him in the future? Will you be a bachelor by then?" When Wang Xuemei mentioned the newborn child, she suddenly A sad look on his face.

Although Wang Xuemei said she was worried, she would have almost taken it seriously if Yang Jun hadn't inadvertently seen the proud smile on her lips.

These days, children are an important indicator of the prosperity of a family, and boys are the backbone of the family. Although there are three boys in the family, their lives are more stressful, but their lives are bright.

"Aunt Wang, with you and Uncle Li taking care of you, plus brother Jianguo, there are three people in the family working, let alone three kids. Even if there are three more kids, we can afford to support them."

Yang Jun pretended to sigh and said angrily to Wang Xuemei.

"I'm the same age as Brother Jianguo, and he's already three boys. Now that I'm single, there's no need for you to show off in front of me."

"You brat, you, Aunt Wang, and I will not show off in front of anyone, but I will show off in front of you. Are we still different from each other? The three boys who built the country are not your godsons?"

"Yes, yes, they are all my godsons." Yang Jun said with a wry smile.

"I'll find time to visit my three godsons another day. It's been a long time since I had a drink with Brother Jianguo."

Yang Jun also missed Li Jianguo a little. Putting aside his comrades in his more than ten years of military career, Li Jianguo was not the only good friend in these four-nine cities.

"Okay, it's settled then. I'll definitely come over some other time. Your Uncle Li and I are waiting for you at home."

(End of this chapter)