Rebirth of the Flying Era

   Chapter 2 Uncle Sun Director

  Du Fei took a good time and planned to go to the restaurant at the entrance of the alley to have a bite, but when he turned around, he saw a square-faced man in blue cloth overalls approaching.

   This man is about fifty years old, with a shaved head, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a straight face. He is the uncle of the middle court.

   In fact, the three uncles of the courtyard house were not meant to deal with trivial matters in the neighborhood at the beginning.

  In the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China, the household registration system was not perfect. In order to prevent the latent and sabotage of the enemy, the uncle in charge was elected in the complex staffed courtyard. Similar to the ancient Baojia system, abnormal personnel were found and reported immediately.

   But by the 1960s, the enemy agents had basically disappeared, and the stewards of each hospital became dispensable.

   Du Fei and the uncle looked at each other, and some bad memories emerged in his mind.

   Uncle did not expect to meet Du Fei, his eyes flashed with embarrassment, his cheek muscles bulged, and he called out Du Fei's name.

   "Master, what are you doing?" Du Fei stood there, expressionless.

Uncle    came to the front, saw that there was no one left or right, and lowered his voice: "I said that yesterday, can you give me a word? Director Sun will be here tonight."

   Du Fei was half a head taller than the uncle, and the two looked at each other, slightly condescending.

  Although the original owner has good academic performance, he has a soft temper. In the face of the uncle, he must be low and small. Not only will his eyes hang down, but his back will be slightly respectful.

  However, today, the uncle obviously noticed something different.

  The two looked at each other silently for two seconds, and Du Fei said lightly: "Will it work, we'll talk about it later." After that, he turned around and left.

   Uncle opened his mouth and wanted to say something.

   However, a half-sized boy with a soy sauce bottle emerged from the courtyard. It was Yan Tiekuang, the third child of the third master's family.

   "Yo, uncle, you are off work." Yan Tiekuang shouted and ran away.

   Waiting for Yan Tiekuang to run away, Du Fei had already walked seven or eight meters away, so the uncle had no choice but to walk into the courtyard with a gloomy face.

  Du Fei exited the alley and walked along the main street for more than ten minutes until he came to the intersection in front of Nanluo Supply and Marketing Cooperative.

There is a restaurant next to the    intersection. Although it is not large in scale, it is a state-run restaurant.

  Du Fei pushed open the door, lifted the heavy cotton curtain, and a burst of hot air rushed to his face.

   glanced inside the restaurant.

   Even for dinner at night, there are only three tables of guests. After all, in this day and age, there are not many people who are willing to eat out.

   Du Fei found a table by the stove and sat down.

   A short, tall, tall waiter walked over with a big mouth and asked, "What would you like to eat?"

   Du Fei glanced at the menu written in calligraphy on the wall and the slogan next to it, "No scolding and scolding customers", and quickly ordered a soft slice of meat and a large bowl of rice.

   "Sixty cents, two taels of food stamps, and one tael of meat stamps." The waiter quickly pulled a list and put it on the table.

  Du Fei handed over the money, and while waiting for the food, he recalled what the uncle mentioned just now.

   Just last night, the uncle found the original owner alone, began to ask questions, and then made a side-by-side attack, and finally expressed the hope that the original owner would give up the place to succeed him in the factory to a man named Sun Qiang.

   This Sun Qiang is the son of Director Sun of the first workshop of the rolling mill where the uncle works!

  The original owner never dreamed that the respected uncle in the courtyard would actually help outsiders rob him of his job after his father died!

   also said the reason with a shy face.

   said that the work in the rolling mill workshop is heavy, and his body is too weak to bear it. He also said that Director Sun would help him find a job in the street office, sitting in the office every day without having to go to the workshop, which was very easy.

   In the end, it is a subtle threat. If he dares to be disobedient, even if he takes over and joins the factory, he will have no good fruit to eat.

  The original owner recovered from a serious illness and was soft-hearted, but the more he thought about it afterwards, the more aggrieved he felt, and he fainted directly, and when he woke up, he became Du Fei...

   In four or five minutes, the waiter brought the food.

  The freshly steamed white rice is steaming, and a large bowl is spitting out. If you replace it with ordinary rice bowls, you can hold at least three bowls.

The soft meat slices next to    are also full of weight. The meat slices are all lean meat, with starch, and the taste is very tender.

  This era is not like the later generations. People today don’t have much oil and water in their stomachs. The best meat is fatty meat.

   Mushrooms, fungus and carrots as side dishes are also cooked just right.

   Only the seasoning was a bit salty, but it was quite a meal.

  Du Fei was also very hungry, so he threw off his cheeks and started to dry.

  Three times and five divided by two, eating more than half of the bowl of rice, and when I was six or seven full, I slowed down and started to eat while continuing to think.

   In the end, the original owner was a student in his teens with basically zero social experience.

   There is no relative or elder around who can advise.

   In the face of the sudden joint coercion of Director Sun and the uncle, apart from being angry and helpless, he was completely helpless.

   But it was Du Fei. Before his rebirth, he fought in society for more than ten years, and he has already become an old fried dough stick.

   He thought very clearly that according to the current succession system, as long as he didn't let go, neither the uncle nor the Director Sun would be able to force his succession.

   But...and then!

   One of the words of the uncle is right.

   Even if he was under pressure and took over into the rolling mill, he would have no good fruit to eat.

   At that time, it was Sun Wukong who entered the alchemy furnace of Taishang Laojun, and Director Sun, who was so embarrassed, had a hundred ways to concoct him.

   There is only one thing, Du Fei couldn't figure out why the uncle helped Director Sun to be the vanguard.

   There are more than 10,000 people in the Hongxing Steel Rolling Plant, and the eldest is the only two eighth-level workers. He has face in front of several factory directors and deputy directors. Although Director Sun is the director of a workshop and the direct boss of the uncle, he is by no means so capable, so he can call upon the uncle casually.

After more than half an hour, Du Fei returned to the courtyard.

   He originally wanted to go to the supply and marketing agency opposite after dinner, but who knew that they would leave work on time, and they would close early when he came out.

  Du Fei was walking into the courtyard, a half-hearted boy with two little girls ran out of the courtyard.

  Three children belonged to the widow Qin's family.

  Du Fei stood on the steps and watched the three children run away.

   Unlike most children in this era who are yellow and skinny, the three children in Widow Qin's family have round faces and clean clothes.

  Du Fei wiped his body and was about to continue walking in.

   A figure, by coincidence, bumped into him.

"oops!"

   With a squeak, Du Fei staggered, and the man also leaned back.

  Du Fei let out an "hey" and tugged his hands quickly, but the two of them didn't fall.

   He breathed a sigh of relief, and looked closely, she was actually the eldest daughter-in-law of the third grandfather's family.

   This newly married young woman is also quite beautiful. Although her appearance is not as good as that of Widow Qin, her figure is not inferior.

   She was in pain from the hit, and rubbed her hands in a hurry. Tears were on her face, but it wasn't that she was hit just now, but she had obviously cried earlier.

   Seeing that Du Fei was looking at her, his cheeks blushed and he wiped his tears in embarrassment.

  Du Fei looked at her and knew that he had quarreled with the boss of the Yan family without thinking.

   As the old saying goes, poor and humble couples fail every time.

   The three masters are nicknamed Laokou, who is the owner of a penny who split the flowers in half.

This little daughter-in-law is married, and she has no job. The old man is a temporary worker, and his salary is only ten yuan a month. Apart from half of it, he has to pay for food, ride a bicycle, and use a flashlight. It's weird to be comfortable.

   (end of this chapter)