Men and women eating in the courtyard

Yang Fengshan wiped his face, and there were cold tears on his face.

The leaders behind him also had heavy faces and were speechless looking at the collapsed earthen house.

All rights and interests are suppressed in my heart at this time.

At this moment, I suddenly heard the sound of cars coming from the street, and then I saw a truck parked on the side of the road with a "squeak".

"lead!"

The one who jumped out of the passenger seat was Han Zhan.

At this moment, seeing the leaders standing at the door, they trotted over and saluted and reported: "Follow the instructions of Deputy Director Li, check all workers who have not arrived at work, and conduct investigation and rescue according to the list. This household is in the middle of the road."

Yang Fengshan looked at the security officers who jumped out of the trunk, some carrying shovels, some carrying manuscripts, and some carrying crowbars, and he knew that the support Li Xuewu mentioned had arrived.

"Implement as planned!"

"yes!"

When Han Zhan saw that the people in the car had gotten off, he waved to the yard and rushed towards the collapsed location with his people.

More than 30 people worked together to clean up the collapsed roofs and earthen walls, and a police dog team led a police dog to search the ruins.

"Wangwang!"

It was obvious, the police dogs smelled blood.

Gu Weijie gritted his teeth and said, "Director, you can go on to the next one. I'll stay here and wait for news."

Yang Fengshan looked at the team that was clearing the ruins, turned to Xu Sinian and ordered: "You stay with Deputy Secretary Gu, and tell me as soon as you have any news."

"yes!"

Xu Sinian agreed, turned around and said a few words to the officer behind him before entering the yard and doing the cleanup work with the rescue team.

Yang Fengshan took one last look at the courtyard and continued to visit the next house.

He never expected that the earthquake would bring such heavy casualties, and it was the first time he saw the disaster consequences of an earthquake.

This level of destruction is more severe and direct than that of war, especially when you look at the collapsed walls found on the roadside from time to time, and the sounds of crying in the courtyard.

Organized and purposeful preventive measures like that of Li Xuewu and his colleagues were rare, and everyone was still awakened by the earthquake in their sleep.

Most of the houses here are mud houses or old half-brick houses.

This half-brick house means that the parts that need to bear the load are turned with a few pieces, and the rest is still made of adobe.

This kind of house is not inherently strong enough to withstand earthquakes, not to mention that the roof and walls of the mud house are inherently dangerous.

"Director, the living conditions of factory workers are terrible!"

Jing Yunong, who was following behind, said to Yang Fengshan: "The factory dormitories reported some damage today. Some dormitories built before liberation have also reached the edge of danger."

"yes"

Nie Chenglin looked at the surrounding environment and said: "There are a lot of steel rolling mill workers living here, and most of them live in earthen houses. The damage caused by this earthquake seems to be quite large."

"Tell me what you think"

Yang Fengshan also wants to solve the current difficulties and environmental problems.

Jing Yunong glanced at Yang Fengshan and said, "This joint enterprise is an opportunity. Since we can talk about cooperation and joint factory construction, why can't we talk about joint resettlement of workers?"

He is really a thoughtful person. If Li Xuewu can think of United Enterprises, there are others who can think of United Welfare.

Nie Chenglin squinted at Jing Yunong and said, "Unifying the resettlement costs, locations, and sequences is a difficult problem."

"As Deputy Director Li said, the human resources department of the steel rolling mill can do a job, but if everyone joins together, can't we do this job?"

Nie Chenglin felt uncomfortable when he heard this Deputy Director Li.

"Just talking about it is not enough, you have to do it."

"Well, let's discuss this issue later."

Yang Fengshan saw that Nie Chenglin's words were a little biased, so he made a summary, and then took the lead into the yard of a worker's house.

Then came Nie Chenglin. Jing Yunong, who was walking behind, glanced at Nie Chenglin's back.

It's really mud that can't hold up the wall.

She could already feel that something was wrong in the atmosphere at the factory director's office meeting. Both Jing Yunong and Li Huaide had the opportunity to compete for the position of executive deputy.

Nie Chenglin, the deputy director of the Production Management Office, which manages the largest department, is naturally the target of Jing Yunong's solidarity.

I had already given him something to talk about, but now they were talking about disunity. People with a production background are all stubborn.

This is Jing Yunong's impression of Nie Chenglin, and it is quite consistent.

Nie Chenglin and Yang Fengshan are old colleagues and partners.

Nie Chenglin stepped up from the workshop to the leadership position. Because he was proficient in the workshop business and had management capabilities, Yang Fengshan assigned him to the position of deputy director of production.

To say that his emotional intelligence is low, it is not low, otherwise he would not be able to do management.

It can only be said that I am accustomed to mechanical inherent thinking and cannot accept some flexible ways of doing things.

However, this kind of person also has advantages, that is, he is serious and responsible for his work and has no intention of fighting for power.

It was when Jing Yunong saw this that he handed him a convenient test.

Now she can see that Deputy Director Nie is here.

——

Different from what factory director Yang Fengshan heard and saw, the leaders who came to the city to offer condolences were in a relatively good mood.

After all, the leaders did not come empty-handed. The walls of their homes collapsed and things fell. It was a surprise to have a condolence gift here.

Although I felt aggrieved and helpless when I spoke to the leader, it was obvious that Yangrou always smiled and thanked me.

Housing in the city is generally dominated by brick and tile houses, with some supplemented by half-brick houses. There are few pure earth houses outside the city.

This is also a certain strength in earthquake-resistant structures, but it does not mean that everything is worry-free.

Brick and tile buildings are not permanent structures, and brick and tile buildings in the early years were also damaged in this earthquake.

Yang Yuansong took several factory leaders to visit some workers' families. While sending condolences, he also inspected the workers' losses.

Even Li Xuewu's courtyard is so guarded, and there are still damn ghosts, let alone other people.

This morning, all the leaders were gathered at the gate by Yang Yuansong, looking at the factory gate as the workers entered.

Not to mention the bandage on the head, I dare not say how many of the injuries to the arms and legs were for fear of delaying work.

Workers at this time were too simple. They only thought about the collective, production tasks, and earning enough money for the next month.

Even if there is an earthquake, there is no delay in going to work in the factory.

Yang Yuansong and his party were pleased that the factory workers could go to work as usual, and felt sad for the families of the workers who were injured and whose property was damaged.

But when they walked into a courtyard, they heard words that made everyone frown.

"My fourth aunt's neighbor's relative is a cadre. According to him, we knew there was going to be an earthquake last night!"

"ah!"

This person didn't know that a leader was coming to the house to offer condolences, but he was standing in the courtyard with a group of people talking nonsense.

"Then... then why don't you tell us if you know it?!"

"Who are you!?"

The man curled his lips with a look of disdain and said: "You think you are the leader, hey! Our fate is so worthless!"

"How can you say that!"

The people standing here are all old men and old ladies, and usually there are only three or two people talking nonsense.

But there are so many people here today, isn’t there an earthquake today?

Today, all the young people who have not gone to school have come here to participate.

"Everyone's fate is the same. The King of Hell wants you to die at the third watch..."

"Definitely!"

The man waved his hand and said, "You fools don't know, but the security guard in the factory went crazy last night, warning people to be on guard against earthquakes whenever they saw them."

"its not right"

This person became suspicious again: "Then the security guards warned us, why didn't we receive the news?"

"Hey!"

This person looked like he knew the inside story and said: "You think this news is so worthless! Who dares to spread such a thing?"

"Say it quickly!"

"Yeah, why, tell me what you know!"

"Hey!"

This guy was so satisfied that he bent down and whispered: "I heard it, this is what I heard!"

"Say it quickly!"

"Talk about it!"

This man waved his hand to indicate that everyone should listen to him quietly, but now his voice was not quiet at all.

"You haven't seen that human life is worthless. The educated boys are waiting one by one. The leaders of the factory wish that a few more people would die so that they could free up..."

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

The office secretary who came with the leader to offer condolences couldn't bear it anymore when he saw the leader's livid face, and walked into the courtyard to scold him.

"Who are you?"

At this moment, all the old men and women in the courtyard were shocked by the news, but unexpectedly, a young man wearing a Chinese tunic suit suddenly came in.

The secretary frowned and asked, "Who said those words just now?"

We all saw him wearing a Chinese tunic suit. Who would admit that he said those words?

Even a fool knows that those words cannot be said in person. At this moment, the group of people were all silent and avoiding the secretary's eyes.

Seeing that no one responded, the secretary pointed at everyone and said seriously: "This is spreading rumors. Do you know about rumors? It is against the law and you will go to jail!"

"Secretary Jiang!"

Yang Yuansong walked into the courtyard with a group of people.

He reached out and patted the secretary on the shoulder, signaling him to stop talking, and introduced himself pleasantly.

"I am the Secretary of the Supervisory Committee of Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, and my name is Yang Yuansong."

When everyone saw that this man was also wearing a Chinese tunic suit and came in with so many people, they did not doubt his identity.

Especially when he was threatened by Secretary Jiang from before, he was even more frightened.

"Hehehe"

Yang Yuansong sat down next to an older man, beat his legs and said: "I am forty-seven this year, which is younger than most of you here."

Everyone looked at Yang Yuansong with some evasion, but did not change their attitude because of his close actions and words.

The secretary's previous threats were one thing, and what the young man said was also another thing.

The people in this courtyard all have sons and daughters working in factories, who wants to put a white note on their door?

Yang Yuansong looked at the expressions of bitterness and hatred on each of these people's faces, and knew that Li Xuewu's warning was accurate.

"Haha, if I say that I am young, I am only comparing myself to you."

Yang Yuansong beat his legs and said: "The earthquake came this morning. I was so frightened that my knees fell directly to the ground, haha."

"Hehehe"

After hearing Yang Yuansong's words, everyone started to laugh.

People are all like this. They worry not about scarcity but about inequality.

Our family has become like this, our family members have been hurt like this, why should your leaders be so good?

Seeing everyone laughing, Yang Yuansong relaxed and knew that he could open up the situation.

"I was scared to death. I was really afraid that I wouldn't be able to see the sun today."

As he spoke, he raised his head and looked at the sky. The sun was rising as usual.

Everyone in the courtyard thought back to the darkest moment this morning. Isn't it the mood that the leader said now?

"But this fall woke me up. After I woke up, I no longer thought about whether I could live or not."

Yang Yuansong looked at the people standing or sitting and said, "Because there are more than 10,000 workers in the factory who are also in fear of the earthquake just like me."

"Secretary Yang..."

"I know"

Yang Yuansong waved his hand and interrupted the man in the courtyard, saying: "Everyone is indeed equal before the earthquake. We are all scared, we are all frightened, and we all want to hear the latest news."

As he spoke, he glanced at the people around him and said, "But we are all old people, old workers, and even old supervisors. We always have this little trust in the steel rolling mill."

The people around him lowered their heads, avoiding Yang Yuansong's gaze and not daring to look directly at him.

"Rolling steel does not belong to one person, it belongs to the public, and it is the home of all workers in the steel rolling mill. Who dares to treat the workers in the steel rolling mill like this?"

"Then...what's the news last night?"

You are still a young calf who is not afraid of tigers. How dare you ask when the leader is giving a speech.

At this moment, everyone in the courtyard looked at Yang Yuansong, and those who came in to offer condolences also looked at the secretary.

Everyone knew the "inside story", and they were all worried about the current secretary, and they all complained about the young man who asked the question just now.

"I did receive the warning message"

Yang Yuansong is an old cadre who was there before liberation. How come he doesn't know that blocking is worse than sparing.

At this time, secretaries or committee members are not soft bread. You can squeeze them as much as you want. They are all people with profound ability to work with the masses.

Yang Yuansong also worked as a captive instructor before taking over the rolling mill, which was an even more challenging job.

Dealing with this rumor-like problem is not a problem at all.

Seeing the surprised expressions of the people in the courtyard, and the unconvinced and provocative eyes of the young man, Yang Yuansong did not hide anything, nor did he get angry.

"We did receive news of the earthquake before ten o'clock last night. It was Li Xuewu, deputy director of the Security Department, who made the judgment based on the reactions of chickens, horses, and mice."

After hearing Yang Yuansong describe the specific person and the basis for his judgment, everyone in the courtyard couldn't help but begin to listen to Yang Yuansong's words.

This is an important step in establishing a foundation of trust. If you want others to listen to you, you have to make them trust you.

"That young man, the news you heard may have come from near Director Li's house."

Yang Yuansong ignored the sudden change in the young man's face, but looked at everyone and continued: "According to work procedures, Deputy Director Li reported the matter to the leader in charge, Li Huaide, who is the deputy director of the steel rolling mill."

"I know"

There are still people in the courtyard who know the names of the factory leaders. When they heard Yang Yuansong speak, they also followed suit.

"That Li Xuewu is the tiger of the security department!"

"Hahaha"

Yang Yuansong did not expect that Li Xuewu's name was more famous than his own.

"Yes, it's the Tiger of the Security Department!"

Yang Yuansong nodded at the young man and affirmed with a smile.

This affirmation made the young man shrink his shoulders and take a step back in embarrassment.

But his face was full of pride, like a primary school student who answered the question correctly.

"In the report, Deputy Director Li did intend to inform everyone."

Yang Yuansong looked at everyone with certainty and said, "But I was persuaded by Deputy Director Li."

Regardless of the changes in the expressions of these people caused by his words, Yang Yuansong continued: "Deputy Director Li's consideration is right."

Under the puzzled looks of everyone, Yang Yunsong explained: "Our factory has more than 10,000 people, including family members, there are 70,000 to 80,000 people, almost 100,000 people."

Everyone's eyes widened when they heard this. They didn't usually think so, but now they were shocked when they heard what Secretary Yang said.

The steel rolling mill they relied on for survival did not expect it to be of such a large scale.

"Everyone think about it, there are tens of thousands of people, how can we move you just because of a guess about a chicken, a horse, or a mouse!"

At this point, Yang Yuansong stood up, looked at everyone and said: "Here, on behalf of the leadership team of the steel rolling mill, I would like to apologize to everyone. It is because we did not think carefully and did not expect that an earthquake would really happen."

After saying that, Yang Yuansong bowed deeply.

This shocked the people in the courtyard. Everyone stood up one after another, and even the older one gave Yang Yuansong a hand.

"Secretary Yang, I don't blame you for this!"

The old man waved his hands to the neighbors and said: "Anyone can lay off the news in hindsight, but if it is left to us, who can believe this kind of news!"

"yes!"

A tall and thin old man standing on the side said with emotion: "No one is a god. There are thousands and thousands of people, boundless. Where can so many people be resettled? The earthquake will be over before the resettlement is completed."

"Hahaha"

Everyone in the courtyard laughed when they heard this, thinking to themselves that this was really what happened.

Tens of thousands of people, from notification to organization to resettlement, it was almost dawn.

Seeing Yang Yuansong admitting the facts, explaining, and apologizing, everyone's resentment came out.

Yang Yuansong looked at these people and said: "Deputy Factory Director Li, after coordinating with our factory leadership team, placed the most basic range of warning and rescue preparations on the security department."

He spoke a little and asked himself what he had just asked, and it was obviously the young man who delivered the news, and said: "What he said is that the guards are crazy, but he is not crazy, haha."

"Ha ha!"

Everyone's emotions were also aroused by Yang Yuansong at this moment. When he laughed, everyone laughed too.

“When Deputy Director Li Xuewu was still the Security Section Chief, the Security Department had already proposed an emergency plan and emergency plan drill system.”

"To put it bluntly, I have thought of all disasters and accidents first and taught everyone the best way to deal with them."

Yang Yuansong said: "Steel rolling mills have also been promoting such an excellent system."

The old man standing aside asked: "Then when can I study?"

"Haha, in fact, we have already started learning."

Yang Yuansong turned to the secretary and asked: "Secretary Jiang, when was the emergency dual emergency plan system promoted to the whole factory?"

The secretary who just came in to train people replied: "It's been a month. Deputy Director Li started pushing it after he came back."

"look!"

Yang Yuansong looked at several old people and said: "Come back and ask your children if the steel rolling mill has organized everyone to learn this system."

Now everyone heard that the problem was caused by their family members who worked in the factory. They had already taught everyone the method, but the family members did not bring them back.

Oops, now it's their turn to feel guilty, how can they blame the leader so much.

Yang Yuansong just wants everyone to let go of their grievances and re-establish trust. Now that they feel guilty, they can take the next step.

"Last night the security department was making warning and rescue preparations in the name of drills."

Yang Yuansong said sincerely: "We even carried out rescue work as soon as the earthquake occurred."

"The steel rolling mill is our home, but the workers' homes are also our small homes."

At this moment, everyone fell silent after hearing the secretary's emotional words.

"After it was confirmed that the steel rolling mill was back in operation, all members of the leadership team came out to visit our workers' families, except for deputy director Li Huaide who stayed at the steel rolling mill to deal with the final issues."

I don’t know when, many neighbors slowly crowded in and around the entrance of the courtyard.

The secretary of Tingshu Steel Rolling Mill was here, so they all came to see it.

As soon as I heard that the secretary was doing explanation work, more people came.

Yang Yuansong looked at the workers' families crowded in the courtyard and said sincerely: "The factory security sent hundreds of people to support here, and the government agencies and relevant departments also participated."

"Please give us some time. We will not forget the old workers in the steel rolling mill, nor will we ignore the lives of the workers. Please understand, thank you."

"You heard everything!"

The old man standing in front of the secretary shouted to the neighbors: "Stop spreading gossip. It's time to go to work and go to school. The secretary has already talked about it. We are the first in the compound." support!"

"support!"

"support!"

…

Yang Yuansong shook hands with the surrounding workers' families and delivered the beef and mutton handed over by the secretary to the injured.

Although this piece of beef and mutton is only such a small piece, it plays an immeasurable role at this time.

Who said that the leaders of the steel rolling mill don't care about things? Who said that the leaders of the steel rolling mill care about human life? Isn't this nonsense!

Look, this is giving meat to the injured!

Of course those who got the meat said the rolling mill was good, but those who didn't got the meat were not jealous.

After all, no one wants to get injured in exchange for the two ounces of meat.

Another thing is that everyone's hearts are warm now. They all blame their families for not bringing back advanced experience. If something goes wrong, they can still get condolences from the leaders. What else are they thinking about?

In the eyes of the onlookers, Secretary Yang who spoke was a good leader, and the Li Huaide he mentioned was also a good leader.

As for Li Xuewu, who was the first to raise the alarm and carry out the rescue, how could the tiger from the Security Department be wrong?

Now everyone is unconsciously afraid of the name "Tiger", and even more admires and respects it.

If the security department and the steel rolling mill have a few more good tigers like this, then they will be protected, right?

After seeing off all the leaders who came to offer condolences, the voices in the courtyard did not drop.

The later ones inquired from the first comers, and the first comers boasted from the later comers.

But with so many people here, the news coming out from here is much more accurate.

Including how Li Xuewu of the steel rolling mill gave the early warning, how the factory leaders handled it reasonably, and how they carried out rescue after the incident occurred.

Everyone showed genuine condolences, so it goes without saying how the leader expressed his condolences.

Deng Zhiwang, who followed Yang Yuansong out, looked with admiration at the secretary walking in front and greeting the masses.

If she was asked to speak, she could also say something different and achieve the effect of quelling the rumors, but after all, there was no guarantee that she could handle it better than the secretary.

This kind of putting oneself among the masses, listening to everyone's speeches, rebutting in explanations, and being moved by rebuttals.

This kind of skill is worth learning from the leading cadres behind.

Everyone has their own way of doing things and handling things. Secretary Yang taught these people a lesson today.

Especially Secretary Jiang, who was the first to walk in and scold him harshly, knew something was wrong with him.

Yang Yuansong traveled a lot because transportation in the city was more convenient than outside the city.

Even if you are walking in an alley, there are usually stone paths here.

Under the guidance of Secretary Jiang, everyone walked into an alley again.

Everyone felt something different as soon as they entered this alley.

It’s not just the clean and tidy environment in the alley, or the fact that the houses here are brighter than elsewhere.

It is a person, it is the spirit of a person.

Everyone who comes out of or enters this alley has a sense of superiority.

Only when they entered the foyer of a large courtyard did they know the whole story.

"Emotion! Don't you even take a look at who lives in our courtyard!"

At this moment, Mrs. Jia Zhang was sitting on the kang in the concierge sewing the uppers of her shoes.

The needle and thread in my hand kept on going, and the spitting mouth didn't stop either.

"Don't talk about our Huairu family, let's talk about the third uncle. He is the people's teacher. Is his consciousness high?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang looked in the direction of the backyard and said, "Except for Yan Jiefang who disobeyed and ran back and broke his leg, no one in the family was injured!"

"That's not what it is!"

The seventh daughter-in-law shook her eyes and said, "You are so evil. You have such evil intentions. What a bad luck!"

"You just know it!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang curled her lips and said, "How did the uncle persuade you to come out?"

"Didn't we just listen to what we were told?"

The seventh daughter-in-law was a little embarrassed now and retorted: "But isn't your little one also injured?"

"How can it be the same?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang stared and said, "We were obedient and squatted in the west courtyard all night. Xiao Dang's head was smashed because the children were running around!"

She is bragging now, how can she admit that she failed to keep an eye on the child.

"Let's talk about the uncle. He is an eighth-level worker in the factory. He is enlightened. Look at the bangs in the backyard, bah!"

Jia Zhang's gloating expression was full of contempt.

"He had a great time dancing last night, but he didn't come out to hide. What was the result? He fell down in one piece and is still lying at home!"

"Hey, that's not what it is!"

The seventh daughter-in-law no longer talks about her and is alive again.

"What the second aunt said at the door was unpleasant. I didn't expect that it was all about their family."

"Ha ha ha ha!"

These women and old ladies just goof around every day with such trivial matters as the family's prosperity and prosperity.

Now when I mentioned the second uncle, everyone laughed.

They also forgot how they were transferred unwillingly, and how they complained at the time.

Yang Yuansong, who was standing at the door, twitched his lips slightly when he heard these words.

He didn't expect to transfer to this courtyard. He wanted to leave, but he was the one who took the lead, and everyone was watching.

But go in, what is said here is all about women who are in trouble, what can he say?

Thinking that Deng Zhiwang was behind him, I wanted to turn around and ask Deputy Director Deng to come out and express his condolences. He would go to the backyard to see Liu Haizhong.

But now the concierge mentioned Li Xuewu again, causing everyone to stop again.

"The one I should talk about most is Deputy Director Li!"

"Yes, tell me"

There is also an old lady from the neighborhood here. After hearing what Jia Zhang said was mysterious, she wanted to hear how the earthquake was calculated.

"Haha, that's a human spirit!"

Jia Zhang glanced around, curled her lips and said, "A lot of rats came out of the recycling station in the west courtyard. If the horses in the yard don't enter the pen, you can calculate that there will be an earthquake. Are you smart?!"

"Jing, jing!"

At this moment, the old ladies in other courtyards all stared at Jia Zhang with curiosity, and repeated Jia Zhang's questions.

The faces of the people standing outside the door also showed subtle expressions, and some people even confirmed this answer in their hearts.

"Think about it, Deputy Director Li has suffered a lot in this courtyard since he was a child. Can we still believe what he says?"

"Yeah, indeed"

The seventh daughter-in-law nodded and said, "I get scared when I see him. He is usually smiling, but he is scary."

"You can tell me!"

As if telling a story, Mrs. Jia Zhang waved her hands and said: "Three shots, click, click. Listen to him honestly and do whatever he asks you to do."

"Did you even shoot?"

The old lady from the neighborhood looked at Jia Zhang in shock, wondering why she fired the gun just as she was talking.

"No, they really fired. It was dark last night, and the gunfire was always bright."

Seeing that the old lady didn't believe it, the seventh daughter-in-law pointed out how Li Xuewu fired the gun.

Jia Zhang curled her lips and said: "At that time, the courtyard was noisy, it was snowing in the sky, and a smoky wind was blowing. Who could listen to him if he was not shocked?"

"Oh, it's really thanks to him."

He nodded understandingly and said, "I don't know who stepped on that mess last night. They almost trampled me to death."

The woman said with lingering fear: "I was really frightened. Everyone couldn't move when they heard the gunshot. I just got up."

"Oh, what are you talking about? Look at the deaf old lady in the backyard."

Mrs. Jia Zhang raised her eyebrows and said, "I walked with Yuyu. If Yuyu hadn't been tall and helped her stand firm, she might have stepped on her."

"Your courtyard is better!"

The old lady looked at the people on the kang with envy and said, "The children in our courtyard are like blind men, running around in the courtyard, and many of them are lying in the hospital."

“Good intentions may not always be known”

Jia Zhang curled her lips and said: "He was the one who reminded me, and he was the one who took out the warehouse. Who said he was fine? When something happened, he was the first one to come out to rescue and stabilize the situation. Who said he was fine?" How long can I remember his good son?"

"At least I remember"

The seventh daughter-in-law said seriously: "Our big wardrobe is next to the bed. When we went back this morning, it was smashed on my place."

After hearing what the seventh daughter-in-law said, everyone in the room fell silent.

Yang Yuansong took a breath and walked into the courtyard.

When Jia Zhang saw someone coming in, she quickly got off the kang and shouted, "Where are you from? Who are you looking for?"

Yang Yuansong glanced at the window of the concierge, smiled at the people in the room and walked towards the courtyard.

"Why!……"

Jia Zhang wanted to shout again, but she stopped when she saw that this bald and bald man came in, both young and old. They were all dressed as cadres.

When the secretary walking behind accompanied Deng Zhiwang into the concierge, everyone knew who was coming.

Yang Yuansong led a few people into the outer courtyard, glanced at the screen door leading to the west courtyard, turned around and walked into the hanging flower door.

As soon as I entered the door, I saw traces of the chaos last night.

The broken table fell over, the sauce vats and sauce jars were broken, and the broken tiles fell from the roof.

People in the courtyard are in a hurry to go to work in the morning, and those who haven't come yet are in a hurry to clean up.

The women at home don't have the strength. Just wiping the dust in the house is enough work.

Mrs. Jia Zhang was not cleaning at home but at the concierge. That was because she was on duty today and had to watch the door.

The rest of the people in the courtyard have no time to spare, and only the lazy daughter-in-law of Lao Qi's family has the leisure time.

"What are you...?"

"Oh, this is Secretary Yang of the Party Committee of the steel rolling mill."

Secretary Jiang came over first and introduced the person who asked the question.

"It's Secretary Yang!"

Yan Fugui held Yang Yuansong's hand and said with a smile: "I am a teacher in our factory's primary school, Yan Fugui, and my eldest son is an automobile teacher in our factory."

"Hello, Teacher Yan!"

Yang Yuansong looked at Yan Fugui's face. He's not at retirement age yet, is he?

Yan Fugui also noticed Secretary Yang's doubts, nodded his head awkwardly and said, "I have a cerebral hemorrhage, I'm asking for leave."

"Oh! Is there anything going on this time?"

Yang Yuansong took another look at Yan Fugui's condition and found that it was indeed not good.

Is it okay? I have a brain problem, I haven't slept all night, my son is disobedient, and my leg is broken again.

He just has a thought to support him now, otherwise he would have collapsed long ago.

"I'm fine"

Yan Fugui said with a wry smile: "The bed in the house fell down, my son's leg was broken, and the damage to other equipment was minor."

"Really!"

In fact, Yang Yuansong already knew who he was. He was the one he heard mentioned by several women at the door just now.

At this moment, he pretended not to know and comforted him: "It's good to be alive. I think your mental state is not bad."

“What if it’s not good?”

Yan Fugui said helplessly: "I am the manager of this courtyard, just like Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong in our factory."

As he spoke, he looked at the mess in the courtyard and said, "I happen to be sick at home. I will do what I can to cope with it."

"Look forward"

Yang Yuansong wanted to see the injured one, so he comforted him, turned around, took a piece of mutton from the secretary behind him and handed it to Yan Fugui.

"Thank you for helping more people during this earthquake, and I also express my condolences for your son's injury."

"thanks, thanks"

Yan Fugui took the mutton gratefully and kept saying thank you.

"well"

Yang Yuansong pointed to the back and asked: "Who else has the families of the workers in the steel rolling mill? We want to see them."

"Yes, yes, there are many."

Yan Fugui turned around and handed the meat to his eldest daughter-in-law. He pointed to the house opposite and said, "I won't talk about our house. The opposite side is Li Xuewu, the home of Li Xuewu's father, the deputy director of the Security Department."

"oh!"

Yang Yuansong nodded and turned around to take a look, but there was no one in the room at this moment.

Yan Fugui pointed to the back and said: "There are only the elderly and children at home, and they are all in the house in his backyard."

While walking behind with Yang Yuansong, he pointed at the houses in the courtyard and introduced the families of workers from the steel rolling mill who lived in the courtyard.

Every time he visited a house, Yang Yuansong would take the initiative to say a few words of condolences. If the family was in difficulty, or if the house equipment was damaged or someone was injured, he would send a piece of meat to them.

Naturally, I received many thanks along the way.

After introducing Qin Huairu's family and He Yuzhu's family, and visiting the aunt, everyone walked to the backyard.

From right to left, Yan Fugui first talked about Liu Haizhong's home, and also introduced Liu Haizhong's injury this morning and the treatment given by Li Xuewu's father.

When the leader came in, the second aunt had already heard it and was standing at the door to greet him.

When Yang Yuansong entered the room, he saw that the hair on his head had been picked and his bangs were wrapped with white gauze.

In fact, this second uncle is considered a "celebrity" in the factory. Seventh-level workers are rare.

At this time, if you want to say that level 4 is not difficult, then you can, but if you want to say level 6 and up, then they are the main force in production, and they are all good at leading apprentices.

If there are powerful people who pass the seventh level, then they can really support the whole family by one person.

Then if you accidentally pass the eighth level exam, well, you will be a legend in this factory.

Otherwise, the first man has high prestige, not because he makes more money, but because his craftsmanship is good.

There are all workers in this courtyard. Look at you, you have been working at Level 3 for a lifetime, while others have been working at Level 8 for half of their lives!

Not to mention anything else, the food that Mr. Yi received in the factory was different from others.

The food standards for eighth-level workers should be high. Ask yourself how to do so.

"Secretary Yang!"

"Comrade Hai Zhong, you're okay!"

"Secretary Yang..."

Liu Haizhong was so moved that he almost cried. He was about to get up while lying on the bed, but was pushed down by Yang Yuansong.

"Take good care of your injuries!"

Yang Yuansong took the bench sent by the second aunt and sat beside the bed, while the other leaders sat and stood.

"Earthquakes are emergencies that no one expected."

Yang Yuansong patted Liu Haizhong's arm and comforted him: "You are a technical expert among the workers. At this time, you should set a good example for the injured workers."

"Yes, thank you, leader!"

Liu Haizhong nodded emotionally and said, "I will take good care of myself and return to work as soon as possible."

"You're right to think so!"

Yang Yuansong looked at the furnishings in the room and said: "Think more about the good things. How many people are unable to stand up in this earthquake, and how many people are facing housing problems. You have to be content."

"I am content"

Liu Haizhong covered his face and said sadly: "I have caused trouble to the steel rolling mill, I have caused trouble to the leader."