Siheyuan starts from the death of Shazhu

The cooking skills passed down from Shazhu's family are already very good. Yi Zhonghai also knows that He Daqing made arrangements for Shazhu's regularization before he left. Yi Zhonghai can make Shazhu an official owner of the steel rolling mill as long as he follows He Daqing's arrangements step by step.

The formal employees are established and then enjoy the benefits.

The only thing I didn't expect.

It's silly Zhu who just doesn't play by the rules and doesn't want to hang out in the steel rolling mill anymore.

Looking at Yi Zhonghai who was leaving in a hurry, and then turning to look at the deaf old lady's house, Silly Zhu walked towards the outside of the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai wants Sha Zhu to enter the steel rolling mill so that Yi Zhonghai can control it.

Silly Zhu insisted on singing this opposite scene with Yi Zhonghai, and suddenly he didn't want to become a regular actor.

The world is huge, and there are so many places for Silly Pillar to display his skills.

Who stipulated that Si Zhu had to work in a steel rolling mill and cook for others all his life?

It’s really not uncommon to see idiots in steel rolling mills.

1951.

All over the country, there are many wastes waiting to be renovated.

In particular, there is a lack of educated people who are knowledgeable, motivated and willing to give.

In the first half of his life, Silly Zhu was nothing but a second-grade elementary school student. But in the second half of his life, he really gritted his teeth and went to night school, and gloriously received a college diploma issued by this night school.

To find a job.

Silly Zhu has high confidence.

There are many things in my mind.

There was no threat of starvation when leaving the rolling mill.

Taking a cheerful step.

Step by step, I walked towards this street.

Everything looks so fresh, completely opposite to the high-rise buildings that later generations are used to seeing. The clothes of the people on the road are a bit dull, either earthy gray tunic suits, or this green clothes, occasionally mixed with this patched placket.

There are some people wearing coats and suits, but very few. Men in suits or women in Western clothes are 100% scholars who have accomplished their studies and come back to serve the country.

Everyone's face is filled with the excitement of building the motherland.

It's fighting spirit.

Infected by this fighting spirit, Silly Zhu couldn't help but reveal this smile on his face.

very nice.

His eyes fell on both sides of the street, which were covered with slogans that fit the current era, such as serving the motherland, fighting against American imperialism, and so on.

The singing voice came from the loudspeaker in the distance.

"The east is red, the sun is rising, and China has a man... He is the great savior of the people... He seeks happiness for the people..."

Majestic singing.

Silly Zhu's blood boiled as he walked on the street, and he became excited. He walked excitedly, jumped excitedly, and waved his fists excitedly.

It wasn't until he met Xu Damao that the excited Shazhu calmed down.

"Si Zhu, you still said you don't want to hit me, what do you want to do?" Xu Damao pointed at Si Zhu and said in a stern and frightened tone: "Si Zhu, let me tell you, if you do it, I will never end it with you."

"Si Mao."

"Call me Shamao again, and I'll be in trouble with you."

"We are all stupid people, what's the difference? Who said I wanted to beat you? I really regard you as a brother."

"Your hands are clenched into fists, don't you want to hit someone?"

Xu Damao looked unbelieving.

Yesterday, Xu Damao was almost hit with a shovel by Silly Zhu because of his bad mouth.

Not panicking is a lie.

"Believe it or not, it's up to you, I'll go to the streets."

A lifelong enemy.

Fall in love and kill each other.

Upon hearing this, Shazhu went to the street.

Xu Damao didn't panic anymore.

The gossip-minded asked Silly Zhu why he went to the street.

"What are you doing in the street?"

Just say it.

Don't wait for Silly Zhu to explain.

Xu Damao thought of an answer to himself.

"I understand. You must take the rainwater to Baocheng to find your father. Silly Zhu, I will tell the first uncle to go. If you want to go to Baocheng, have you asked the first uncle?"

Real buddy.

pure.

There is no need for Shazhu to give special instructions.

Xu Damao was very smart and helped Shazhu Yuanhu to deceive Yi Zhonghai.

Regarding this.

Silly Zhu could only smile bitterly in return.

He suddenly thought of Lou Xiao'e. Looking at the problem from Lou Xiao'e's perspective, Sha Zhu and Xu Damao were really relatives, one ex-husband and one ex-ex-husband.

For my son.

It seems like I feel sorry for my brother.

Silly Zhu, who snorted coldly, was stopped by two militiamen carrying guns outside the street office.

"Comrade, I am He Yuzhu from the Red Star Courtyard. My father's name is He Daqing. I have business on the street."

Silly Zhu handed over the hard-cover household registration book as proof of his identity.

Go to other places.

A letter of introduction is required.

The condition for issuing a letter of introduction is that you have something to prove your identity, and you have a factory work permit when you enter the factory. What you don't have to enter the factory is your household registration book.

The leading militiaman checked Shazhu's household registration book and asked Shazhu some questions, such as why you came to the street, what you were doing, etc.

Silly Zhu answered people's questions honestly.

I went to study with Tang Monk Xitian, and after some questioning, Si Zhu was let in by two militiamen.

Entered the street.

The most eye-catching thing is not the people inside.

Instead, there are several portrait pictures hanging on the wall facing the door. Below the pictures are busy people with the leader's portrait hanging on the left side of the chest.

The street director is an old man.

He seems to know Silly Zhu.

Grinning.

"Zhuzi, why are you here on the street?"

He is worthy of being a leader.

This tone of voice.

Very easy to accept.

Instead of calling him Silly Pillar, he called me a pillar.

In a courtyard full of beasts, the unbeatable street director Wang.

"Director Wang, my father went away to pursue his happy old age, leaving Yu Yu and me behind. There is an unpaid apprentice worker at the other end of the steel rolling mill. I don't know when he will become a full-time employee. I just wanted to ask Director Wang about us.

Is there such a way to make a living in the street? I can feed myself and my whole family will not be hungry. If the rain doesn’t stop, I can support my sister.”

Director Wang's expression was determined.

"Zhuzi, that's great if you think so."

The document in his hand was handed to Shazhu smoothly.

Red header file.

Above is a description of how to promote the remarriage of widows in the community and the pursuit of happiness by miserable women.

Shazhu knew about the remarriage of widows and expressed his understanding. There was a new society and a new atmosphere. What he couldn't figure out now was that this document actually contained instructions on the remarriage of prostitutes.

The eight major alleys, plus this private prostitution and half-closed door, after two to three years of labor education, because they have no relatives alive, they need to get married to achieve the purpose of giving them a new life.

It means that the new society has transformed them from ghosts into humans.

The higher-level departments will dispatch a dozen, dozens or even hundreds of reformers to each street based on their jurisdiction, and help these reformers find husbands within a time limit.

Even a widow remarrying is unacceptable.

What's more, these reformers are regarded as despicable in the eyes of countless people.

It's not a good job.

No wonder Director Wang looked melancholy and looked as if he had aged several years.

Silly Zhu didn't think much. He looked at the documents with a puzzled expression on his face.

The problem of prostitutes is not easy to solve!