"Are you Fang Zhenhua?"
Lou Bancheng was the director of the steel rolling mill. Although he didn't go to the factory often, he still knew some things.
For example, Fang Zhenhua!
He had seen it before.
He was the youngest Level 7 fitter in the Red Star Rolling Mill and was very famous in the factory.
"Director Lou knows me!"
Fang Zhenhua was also very surprised that Lou Bancheng could recognize him.
He couldn't remember when he had met Lou Bancheng.
"Red Star Rolling Mill's Grade 7 fitter, the model of the year!”
"I met you once at the Red Star Rolling Mill's commendation ceremony.”
Lou Bancheng said with a smile.
Although he did not stand on stage that time, he had a deep impression of Fang Zhenhua's appearance.
It was hard for him to forget such a young, handsome, and accomplished young man!
"You're really a Level 7 fitter!"
Lou Xiao'e completely believed her father's words.
Not only was Fang Zhenhua's character good, but he was also an excellent grade-7 worker. This made her favorable impression of Fang Zhenhua increase again.
"Thank you very much for saving my daughter.”
As he spoke, Lou Bancheng took out 100 yuan from his pocket as thanks.
"Director Lou, there are too many!"
"The hospitalization cost a total of 15.80 yuan.”
Fang Zhenhua did not intend to accept the 100 yuan. He even erased the three cents for hospitalization.
"Young and promising. The factory did not misjudge you.”
"Go back and rest well today. There's a surprise waiting for you tomorrow.”
Lou Bancheng didn't insist on giving Fang Zhenhua 100 yuan. Instead, he paid him 15.80 yuan for his medical expenses.
"Then I'll go back first."
Fang Zhenhua left the ward with question marks.
Surprise?
What kind of surprise would it be?
He and Lou Bancheng had finally met in the true sense of the word today. What kind of surprise could he bring him?
If he couldn't figure it out, then he wouldn't think about it anymore!
It was already afternoon, and he had just gone back to rest.
As for the surprise Lou Bancheng mentioned, he would know tomorrow.
"Goodbye!"
Lou Xiao'e waved her hand, but Fang Zhenhua, who was deep in thought, didn't seem to hear her. This made her feel disappointed.
"Daughter, do you like it?"
After all, Mother Lou was a woman. She was meticulous and could see through her daughter's thoughts at a glance.
He had taken a fancy to Fang Zhenhua!
Not only her daughter, but she also thought that Fang Zhenhua was a good young man.
Not only was his character good, but he was also a grade-7 worker!
"Mom, I didn't."
Lou Xiao'e blushed and threw herself into her mother's arms.
…Siheyuan.
This was a three-door courtyard house.
The front courtyard was where the third eldest son, Yan Bugui, lived. The middle courtyard was where the first eldest son, Yi Zhonghai, Silly Zhu, and Qin Huairu's family lived.
And he lived in the backyard!
Other than him, there were also Second Uncle Liu Haizhong, Xu Damao, and the Deaf Old Lady in the backyard.
On his way back, Fang Zhenhua passed by the market and bought a pound of pork and two handfuls of vegetables.
It cost him a total of 80 cents!
Pork was 60 cents per catty, white flour was 7 cents per catty, and eggs were 5 cents per egg. This was the current price.
With Fang Zhenhua's salary of more than 70 yuan, he could afford to eat meat every meal, but it was difficult to get meat tickets.
Food tickets were needed to buy food, meat tickets were needed to buy meat, oil tickets were needed to buy oil, bicycle tickets, cloth tickets, and so on
Fang Zhenhua looked at the big piece of pork belly that he had specially chosen!
After he went, he could make a meal of braised pork!
In this day and age, everyone lacked the smell of blood. If anyone bought meat only for the thin ones, they would definitely be treated as fools.
As soon as he entered the front yard, he saw the third uncle, Yan Bugui, who didn't go to work today, waving a potted plant at the door.
"Whoa, this piece of pork is really not small. It's at least a catty.”
Yan Bugui's attention instantly locked onto the pork in Fang Zhenhua's hand. His eyes shone brightly as the abacus in his heart began to crackle again.
"Zhenhua, do you know how to cook?"
"Do you want to try your third aunt's cooking? That meat is superb. Come to my house and let's have two more glasses.”
"How is it?"
Yan Bugui greeted him with a smile, his attention never leaving the pork in Fang Zhenhua's hand.
"No need!"
Fang Zhenhua didn't even look at him and brushed past Yan Bugui.
This old thing usually didn't even look at him. Now that he saw the pork in his hand, he welcomed him like a pug.
Why?
She was still thinking about the piece of pork in his hand.
To put it nicely, if they went to his house to drink a few glasses, as long as this piece of pork was on his chopping board, at least eight taels of meat would be confiscated by this old thing.
"Bah!"
"What is this?"
"Isn't it just a grade-7 fitter? What's there to be proud of?”
"I'm still a primary school teacher.”
"In the future, when my students become successful, each of them will cut a piece of pork and come back to see me.”
Yan Bugui, who had failed in his scheme, could only say some words of self-consolation to vent his hatred.
Over the past two years, Fang Zhenhua's life had been getting better and better. He could even eat meat every three to five days, while his entire family did not smell anything fishy for ten days to half a month.
"Fang Zhenhua, why are you back?”
Qin Huiru was washing clothes in the courtyard with a big belly. When she saw Fang Zhenhua return, her gaze was filled with confusion.
The current Fang Zhenhua could not be compared to ordinary workers. He was a seventh-grade fitter, the same level as the First Master of the institute.
His salary had already reached 77.50 yuan!
On the other hand, Jia Dongxu hadn't made much progress in the past few years. He was only a second-class fitter with a pitiful salary of 27.50 yuan.
This comparison…was like the difference between heaven and earth!
She regretted it!
He regretted that he had chosen Jia Dongxu instead of Fang Zhenhua.
Especially when he saw the pork belly in Fang Zhenhua's hand, he could not help but swallow.
If she had married Fang Zhenhua back then, she would have had a share of this piece of pork now. She would not have to live like a cow or a horse in the Jia family with a big belly like now.
Fang Zhenhua glanced at Qin Huairu indifferently. He no longer had a good impression of this woman.
He didn't even nod his head. He just carried the things to the backyard where he lived and prepared to cook.
As Qin Huairu watched Fang Zhenhua leave, she felt extremely upset. She could not hide the regret on her face.
As soon as he entered the backyard, Fang Zhenhua heard a bang, followed by a miserable cry.
This…came from his family!
Oh no!
A thief had entered.
He didn't think too much about it and rushed over. He saw the Stealing Rod Climbing up from his window with a cut on its head.
Blood flowed non-stop!
Fang Zhenhua saw the broken window, the stick under the window, and Wei Xiaodang at the side.
He immediately understood what was going on!
This was a joke about stealing from his house and then letting Little Dang keep watch.
In the end, he came back in a hurry and fell out of the window in a panic, breaking his head.
Serves him right!
"Ah ~~~"
The stick meme, who had touched his hand full of blood, was so scared that his face turned pale. He started crying loudly, and Little Dang, who was beside him, also sat on the ground and cried.
Her cries instantly spread throughout the entire courtyard house!
It wasn't time to get off work yet, so the only people who rushed over were the aunties who stayed at home.
"Awesome, what's wrong?"
"Which bastard bullied you?”
Jia Zhangshi, who heard the sound and dared to come, hurriedly hugged her grandson. She saw the blood on the stick's face and looked at the situation at the scene...
"Fang Zhenhua, my stick fell under your window. You have to compensate me.”
Jia Zhang-shi glared at him with a pair of three-legged eyes, her vicious gaze seeming to want to kill him.
She knew that the meme had gone to Fang Zhenhua's house to steal something, but she didn't think it was wrong.
In the entire courtyard, Fang Zhenhua was the best. What was wrong with helping the Jia family a little?
He even locked the door all day. It was obvious that he didn't trust them!
"Open your eyes and take a look. It's a stick that ran out of my house through the window.”
Fang Zhenhua shouted coldly.
Anyone with discerning eyes could see what was going on. He hadn't even settled the score with the Jia family, but this old woman Yu had actually bitten him back.
"Do you have any proof that my boy stole something?”
"My boy was clearly playing here when he was hit in the head by your broken window.”
Jia Zhangshi firmly denied it and even claimed that Fang Zhenhua's window was broken and fell down.
In this era, the label of stealing must not be worn. Otherwise, one would have to carry it for a lifetime, and they might not even be able to find a wife in the future.
"Yes, that's right!"
"I was playing here when I was hit in the head.”
The meme also insisted that he did not steal it.
"You didn't steal it, did you?"
"Alright!"
"Then start searching now. If the stick really didn't steal it, I'll pay for the medical expenses and food expenses.”
As he spoke, Fang Zhenhua walked towards the stick.
The system had already been activated. Since it was time to promote good, then it was time to eliminate evil again!
Seeing that Fang Zhenhua was serious, the stick instantly panicked and even forgot the pain on his head.
Because…he really had a chicken drumstick that he had taken from Fang Zhenhua's house!
If it was found out, then it would all be over.
"Old Merchant, take a look!"
"After you left, our Jia family has been bullied to such a state.”
"Hurry up and take this bastard away.”
Jia Zhangshi also knew that if Fang Zhenhua really searched her, the incident of the stick stealing would definitely be exposed.
At this time, he lay on the ground and started to make a scene!
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