At the street office.
"Hello, who are you? Oh, oh, I remember now. You're Comrade Yang Chen, right?”
"Hello, Auntie. It's me. I'm here to report for duty today.”
"Okay, okay. Let's go. Auntie will bring you to Chief Wang's office.”
Almost all of the staff were elderly, and most of them were middle-aged women.
Because the Public Security Bureau did not have enough manpower and the city was too big, the sub-district offices were created to facilitate the management of the streets.
In this era, there were 12 levels of staff in the subdistrict office. Level 12 was the lowest and Level 1 was the highest.
Level 1 and above were department-level and department-level cadres.
"Chen 'zi, come, let's drink some water first…"
"Chief Wang, I know that our subdistrict office is a pit for each radish. Now that my body has basically recovered, so if you have anything to say, just let me know.”
"Alright, after today's debriefing, I'll officially arrange work for you.”
A few minutes later, Aunt Wang personally helped Yang Chen with the employment procedures.
Considering that Yang Chen was a company-level officer, he was a level 5 clerk with a monthly salary of 49.5 yuan.
If this money was in the 21st century, it would probably only be enough for a fast food meal.
However, in this era, this amount of money was enough to feed a large family.
"Chen 'zi, don't be in a hurry to leave. This is the martyr certificate given to your parents by the government. At the same time, there's also 5,000 yuan as a martyr pension.”
As she spoke, Aunt Wang took the initiative to hand over two martyr certificates and a thick cardboard box.
Although Yang Chen wasn't the original owner and didn't have any memories of his deceased parents, his mood immediately became heavy as he held the two martyr certificates.
Yang Chen didn't know why the pension was as high as 5,000 yuan, nor did he know why it was only issued at this time. However, from the information that Luo Changqing and Yang Min occasionally mentioned, Yang Chen was sure that: "The original owner's parents made great contributions to the country when they were alive.”
"Chen 'zi, the dead are gone. Only by cherishing the present and the future can we live up to the dead. What do you think?”
"Director, I know."
After talking about this topic, Yang Chen took the initiative to change the topic."Director, I originally wanted to ask Auntie Yang to go to Xu Village to propose marriage for me, but Auntie Yang is really too busy with work every day, so can you take the time to help me?”
"Oh? Whose girl was that? How did you guys meet?"
"Director, to tell you the truth, I met her once on the street before. Then, I heard from others that her name is Xu Huizhen. She said that she's from the Xu Family Village in the suburbs and that she also brews good wine.”
Now that his job was stable and his body had recovered, Yang Chen also had the idea of getting married.
Most importantly, Yang Chen had thought of Xu Huizhen when he saw Chen Xueru a few days ago.
Thinking that Xu Hui was really going to give birth to the child next winter, Yang Chen had the idea of cutting off her husband.
Because He Yongqiang had obtained something inhuman, Yang Chen decided to change Xu Huizhen's fate.
Of course, in terms of looks, Chen Xueru might be better than Xu Huizhen, but she was not suitable to be married as a wife.
"Chen Zi, leave this matter to auntie. At the latest, within three days, auntie will definitely give you a confirmation.”
"Thank you, Director."
"Eh? Work was work, but in the future, she was not allowed to be distant with her aunt in private.”
"Alright, then I'll wait for your good news.”
At noon that day, Yang Chen had lunch in the small canteen of the street office.
Lunch was very ordinary. It was nothing more than cornbread and two small dishes with almost no oil.
However, there were still many people who could not eat such food, let alone eat their fill.
In the afternoon, according to Aunt Wang's arrangements, the two aunties took Yang Chen to the nearby streets and residential areas to familiarize himself with the work.
The so-called job was nothing more than coordinating the relationship between neighbors and paying attention to strangers coming and going in the vicinity. After all, there were still many spies in this day and age.
The work was simple and relaxing, and he had a lot of free time.
After a day of work, Yang Chen walked home.
"Old lady, be careful of the stairs in front…"
At the entrance of the courtyard house, a man and a woman were supporting an old lady.
These three people were all acquaintances in Yang Chen's memory.
"D * mn, I've finally met the hypocrite Yi Zhonghai. Eh? When did Yi Zhonghai get together with the Deaf Old Lady?”
In order to verify these guesses, Yang Chen took the initiative to shout,""Old lady, wait…"
Seeing Yang Chen catch up to her, the Deaf Old Lady instinctively became nervous.
"Little brother, you are?"
"I'm Yang Chen, I live in the opposite courtyard. In addition, I've officially started working in the subdistrict office today.”
As soon as Yang Chen finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai also said enthusiastically,""Officer Yang, I'm Yi Zhonghai, a Grade 7 fitter at the nearby rolling mill. This is my wife.”
After getting to know Yi Zhonghai and his wife, Yang Chen spoke again,""Grandpa Yi, may I ask what is your relationship with the old lady?”
"This? "I heard from the staff of the street office that the old lady is a family member of a martyr. It just so happens that Chairman Lou Zhenhua has recently moved to a new house. This courtyard is also specially used to settle our employees, so I want to take the old lady to the courtyard to take care of her. This can also be considered as sharing the work of the street office and the government."”
Although Yi Zhonghai said that, he had other plans.
This was because Yi Zhonghai was trying to make use of the Deaf Old Lady's identity as a family member of a martyr to quickly gain a foothold in the Siheyuan and at the same time, leave a good reputation in the street office.
Thinking of this, Yang Chen also smiled and said,""Old Madam, I came here today to tell you that before the end of the year, the true identities of your husband and sons will be verified. At that time, not only will the government not give you a pension, but they will also give you the treatment you deserve.”
Hearing Yang Chen's words, Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up even more.
Little did she know that the Deaf Old Lady's heart had already turned cold.
Seeing that the Deaf Old Lady was silent, Yang Chen did not say anything else.
After bidding farewell to Yi Zhonghai and his wife, Yang Chen turned around and strode away.
Now, there were only two paths for the Deaf Old Lady. She could either escape before the government found out her true identity, or she could make up her mind and take it one step at a time.
As expected, the Deaf Old Lady would choose the latter.
As for what Yi Zhonghai and his wife thought after their identities were exposed, the Deaf Old Lady could not care less.
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