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Chapter 883: Mission progress, street office

 Zhou Chen didn't know that he had been targeted by Qin Huairu. As soon as he returned to the front yard, he saw that the lights in his house were still on.

Besides Aunt Li, there was another person busy in the room.

"Aunt Li, Uncle Zhang, it's so late, you still..., what can I say?"

When he went to Xu Damao's house, Aunt Li asked him not to close the door, and she helped clean it up.

Unexpectedly, almost two hours had passed, and Aunt Li was still cleaning, and even Uncle Zhang came over, which made him really not know what to say.

Aunt Li wiped the sweat from her forehead and said kindly: "We have watched you grow up. Your father is gone, so we must help you."

Both of their families moved into the courtyard house after liberation, almost at the same time. They had been neighbors for more than ten years, and Zhou's father would help them in the past, so their relationship was naturally closer.

Uncle Zhang is a man who seems to be a very honest and responsible man. He also said with a naive smile: "Both of our children are married, and now it's just me and your aunt. Now that you're back, our place will be more lively.

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Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li have no sons, only two daughters. The eldest daughter is about the same size as Zhou Chen. They are both married now.

Although both sons-in-law are from the city, they are far away from Nanluoguxiang and cannot come back several times a year, so they are actually relatively lonely.

"Uncle Zhang, Aunt Li, thank you."

Zhou Chen said these words sincerely, and the kindness of these two neighbors made him wonder if this was a Qinman courtyard.

But when he thought about the old pious woman in the middle courtyard just now, he no longer doubted it.

Just like there may be animals among good people, it is not surprising that there are good people among the animals in the courtyard.

"No matter how you thank us, this is what we should do."

In fact, both of them are very happy about Zhou Chen's return. After all, they live closest to Zhou Chen and are close to each other. Now that Zhou Chen is back, he has popularity around him and can watch his younger generation grow up, and the loneliness in his heart will disappear.

It was washed away a lot.

As for Zhou Chen, he was a bit of a fool in the past, is that a big deal? Which gentleman from the Fourth and Nine Cities didn’t fool around when he was young?

If nothing else, among the younger generation in this courtyard, who doesn’t hang out?

If they really compare, they are not as good as Zhou Chen.

None of this is a big deal.

"Xiao Chen, your aunt and I have already made your bed for you. The sheets, quilts and pillows are all from our house. You will sleep tonight. Take out your sheets and quilts to dry in the sun tomorrow before using them."

Zhou Chen was also very moved when he saw that his bed had been made.

It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors. If neighbors are really easy to get along with, then this sentence is true.

Just for the kindness of this neighbor, if he can help in the future, he will definitely do so.

Uncle Zhang and Aunt Li talked to Zhou Chen for a while and then left. As soon as they left, the room suddenly became quiet.

At this point, most people in the courtyard have fallen asleep, and even if they haven't slept, they are all staying at home, so the entire courtyard is very quiet.

Zhou Chen simply tidied up and lay down on the bed. He did not have a heated kang at home, but two wooden beds, so even in winter, there was no need to burn a heated kang.

It has only been a dozen hours since time travel. Fortunately, this is not his first time traveling through time, so he has adapted very quickly.

In a short period of time, he has briefly come into contact with most of the people in the hospital, especially the leading and supporting characters, and has basically met them all.

How should I put it? This brief contact cannot directly determine a person's character and outlook, but we can still see some problems from his words and deeds.

Take He Yuzhu for example, he really has a bad mouth. Don't say that he is kind and has a bad mouth but a bad heart. This is all nonsense.

How many true friends can I make with this kind of personality?

He was tricked so miserably in the plot, but did anyone think about it for him from his perspective? How many people tried to persuade him?

Although the TV series seems to be a great perfection in the end, it is very happy, but that can really only happen in TV series, if it is reality, haha.

Anyway, no matter what others think, Zhou Chen, judging from his experience of living for hundreds of years, is destined to be sad in his later years.

People, you really can’t raise other people’s children unless you absolutely have to. Even if you have money and are willing to raise them, you must still hold on to your own children.

Maybe your own children may be unfilial, but they are definitely much more likely to be filial than children who are not related by blood.

There is only one task for Qingmansiheyuan this time. It is not difficult, but it is not easy either.

This mission is very similar to survival missions, it just takes time.

What he cares about now is the calculation method of the system, and whether a day defined by the system is counted as a day if you stay in the courtyard for a full twenty-four hours, or how long you stay in the courtyard.

If a day is counted as 24 hours a day, it would be dangerous. He cannot work all day long and stay in the courtyard all day long.

Opening the system panel, Zhou Chen found that no records appeared in the task column.

According to his past experience, if he successfully stayed for a day, the system would definitely show that the progress was one ten thousandth.

But after opening the system panel, the progress he imagined did not appear, which made him very disappointed.

In total, it had been six or seven hours since he arrived in the courtyard, so it seemed that there was not enough time.

Zhou Chen had a very uncomfortable sleep that night. The smell in the room was a bit loud and the bed was uncomfortable. He tossed and turned and lay there for a long time before falling asleep in a daze.

Early the next morning, as soon as Zhou Chen finished washing, Aunt Li took the initiative to ask him to go home for breakfast.

Zhou Chen did not refuse, but before going over, he brought some of the things he bought at the supply and marketing cooperative yesterday.

After some hesitation, the things were finally sent out, and Zhou Chen also had breakfast at Aunt Li's house.

At this time, everyone who had work in the yard went to work, and most of the remaining people were the elderly, women and children.

After Zhou Chen finished breakfast, he left the courtyard and headed towards the street office of Nanluogu Lane.

On the way, he opened the system panel again. To his delight, the taskbar of the panel finally moved, showing one ten thousandth of the progress.

He returned to the courtyard yesterday afternoon. So far, it has not been twenty hours. In other words, a day of system tasks does not refer to twenty-four hours a day, but the specific length of time counts as a day.

It will take a few more days to observe.

This result made him relieved. That is to say, if a day refers to twenty-four hours, this task would be too difficult to complete.

With excitement, Zhou Chen walked towards the street office according to the route in his memory.

More than half a year ago, when his father passed away, he went to the street office once, so he still remembered the route clearly.

The sub-district office is actually a large courtyard, the layout is not much different from that of a courtyard house, except that it is a public place and has a special guard to watch it.

Zhou Chen opened the cigarette case he had prepared and gave the doorman a cigarette.

"Who are you looking for?" The uncle didn't answer.

"Uncle, I am Zhou Chen from Courtyard No. 95. I just returned from the army and reported. Where should I go?"

Seeing that Zhou Chen reported his address and name, the uncle didn't ask any more questions and pointed in a far away direction.

"The second house on the east side."

"Okay, thank you."

Zhou Chen followed the direction of the guard and came to the second room on the east side. The door was open and there were two people inside, a man and a woman.

"Dongdong!"

The man and woman who heard the knock on the door turned to look at the door.

"Hello everyone, I just got discharged from the army and came to report."

The sitting middle-aged woman stared at Zhou Chen for a while: "You just retired? You, are you the son of Zhou Heyun in No. 95 Hospital?"

Zhou Chen also recognized this middle-aged woman and said with a smile: "Hello, Director Wang, you are right. My dad is Zhou Heyun, whom we met more than half a year ago."

"Come on, come in."

Director Wang's expression softened a lot, and the person who just spoke to her also left with an excuse.

"Your dad is a good man, what a pity."

Zhou Chen was not easy to talk to, but he quite admired Director Wang. They had only met him once, and he actually recognized him and even said his father's name.

It can be seen that she, the director of the sub-district office, is really responsible.

"Zhou Chen, you are here to report, I will do it for you now."

Because Zhou Chen completed all the procedures and Director Wang could take care of it, the matter was completed quickly.

"Zhou Chen, you have been a soldier for five years and have retired. According to your situation, you have settled down again. According to regulations, our street can provide you with a job."

Director Wang spoke businesslikely at first, but then the conversation changed.

"But your situation is quite special. Your father is a worker at the No. 3 Steel Rolling Mill. You are qualified to take over his shift, so you have to think about it. If you want our street to provide you with a job, there should be no problem; but if you

If you want to take over your father's job, it will be difficult to arrange a job for you on this side of the street."

It's hard to find a job these days. A situation like Zhou Chen's is really rare. Director Wang has been the director of the subdistrict office for many years and has never encountered it a few times.

Zhou Chen didn't hesitate and answered directly: "I want to take over my dad's shift and go to the steel rolling mill."

Director Wang looked shocked, obviously not understanding Zhou Chen's answer.

"Zhou Chen, I have worked in the subdistrict office for many years, and I know your father. You are also my junior, so if I have anything to say, I will say it directly."

"You say."

"The job in the steel rolling mill is very good, but if you agree to the street office to help you arrange work, you will have the opportunity to be assigned to a public institution, and your future may be better. Moreover, you can actually operate your father's job in the steel rolling mill appropriately.

Take a moment, you should understand what I mean, right?"

In fact, she shouldn't have said these words, but she felt a pity for Zhou Chen, an unaccompanied young man, so she said these words.

Of course Zhou Chen understands what Director Wang means. He can completely give up the replacement shift position in the steel rolling mill to someone else and let the sub-district office arrange the work himself.

But the problem is that he doesn't know what job the subdistrict office will arrange for him. After all, he doesn't know anyone. If he is assigned to a more difficult position, he might as well go to the steel rolling mill.

Even if he is lucky and is placed in a public institution, he may become a small clerk.

But this was not his intention at all. He had already set the tone for himself that he would not pursue an official career. This road was too difficult to walk, especially since he was alone and alone, so it was even more difficult.

What's more, this year is already the end of 1965. During this period, the working class is still safer and more secure.

Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, he felt that working in the steel rolling mill would be more conducive to his development and completion of tasks.

"Director Wang, I understand what you mean, and I appreciate your consideration for me. However, I am a straightforward person and I don't know how to speak. I haven't even graduated from high school. I'm afraid I won't be used to it when I go to a public institution. But I have

If you are strong enough, you can be a good worker."

Director Wang has been the director of the sub-district office for so many years, and he immediately understood what Zhou Chen meant. Public institutions are indeed not that easy.

"Your considerations are reasonable. It's good to be a worker. It's good for a young man to have his own ideas."

She just said that since Zhou Chen had his own idea, of course she would not give him any more advice.

"If you encounter any problems in the courtyard in the future, just come to me directly on the street."

"I'll remember it. Thank you, Director Wang."

He and Director Wang had only met once or twice, and he was naturally very grateful that the other party was considering him so much.

After the things were done, Zhou Chen was not in a hurry to go back, but walked around Nanluogu Lane. After all, it was his first time here. He would live here for many years, so he still needed to be familiar with the surrounding environment.

Compared with the prosperity of later generations, Sijiu City in 1965 was naturally far inferior to the prosperity of later generations, but this simple building and the special era have a different freshness.

Although most people are busy, the pressure is much less than that of 996, home loan, car loan, etc. in the future.

At this time, even if your family is rich and wealthy, you should keep a low profile. This is the norm.

Zhou Chen didn't go back at noon, so he ate at a state-owned restaurant outside and saw that famous saying again.

‘Do not assault customers without reason’.

These days, you have to be careful when eating out, it is far less casual than eating at home.

Zhou Chen walked into the courtyard gate unhurriedly. As soon as he entered the front yard, he saw two women washing clothes by the pool.

"Aunt Li, third aunt, do the laundry."

"Zhou Chen is back. Why didn't I see you this morning?"

The third aunt raised her head and asked Zhou Chen. She was also unemployed and specialized in doing housework at home and serving a large family.

Aunt Li also asked: "Yes, Xiaochen, why didn't you come back at noon? I even left a meal for you."

Zhou Chen replied with a smile: "It was noon when I finished the work, so I didn't come back. I walked around and had lunch in a restaurant."

When the third aunt heard this, she was immediately shocked: "Eat in a restaurant? You child, you really don't know how expensive food, rice, oil and salt are. A meal in a restaurant can last for several days at home. How can you live like this?"

Zhou Chen's mouth twitched. The nickname of the third uncle, Yan Laoxi, was indeed not for nothing. The whole family was led astray by him, and they were all scheming masters.

"Aunt Li, third aunt, you guys are busy first. I'll go back to get some things. I have to go to the steel rolling mill later."

After saying that, without waiting for the third aunt to ask questions, she hurried back to her house.

When the third aunt saw Zhou Chen running away, she asked Aunt Li: "Mom Yuan'er, didn't he just come back from the army? Why did he go to the steel rolling mill? Is this Lao Zhou's business?"

Aunt Li smiled: "I don't know, I guess so."

The third aunt suddenly screamed: "Oh, I forgot, Lao Zhou died of a work-related injury, and his son is qualified to take over his job. Is this child planning to take over his father's job?"

"Maybe."

Aunt Li simply explained that after Zhou's father passed away, because Zhou Chen was still serving as a soldier, someone in the courtyard actually had the idea of ​​replacing him, but Zhou Chen was still there. He didn't speak, and the others didn't.

Qualification, as time goes by, everyone will forget about it.

Zhou Chen rested in the room for a while. After seeing that the time was almost up, he got up and headed to the steel rolling mill.

The Third Rolling Mill, also known as the Red Star Rolling Mill, is one of the largest mills in the capital, with a total of thousands of employees.

Many people in the No. 95 courtyard work in this steel rolling mill, including the first uncle Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle Liu Haizhong, He Yuzhu, Xu Damao, Qin Huairu and so on.

Not only No. 95 Courtyard, many people in Nanluogu Alley work in the steel rolling mill.

Zhou Chen doesn't need to ask, he knows where the third steel rolling mill is, and it only takes ten minutes to walk.

Standing in front of the gate of the steel rolling mill, Zhou Chen looked at the huge factory in front of him. When he traveled to the human world, he had seen many factories in Jichun, but compared to the steel rolling mill in front of him, it was really inferior.

few.

When he arrived at the guard's office, Zhou Chen was about to explain the situation to the guard when a man from the factory came over pushing a bicycle.

"Hey, Zhou Chen, why are you here?"

"Xu Damao, what are you doing?"

Zhou Chen didn't expect it to be such a coincidence. He came here at a random time and met Xu Damao. Doesn't this guy have to work?


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