Siheyuan: My Northeastern Farmhouse

Chapter 314: Getting an Education (Happy New Year’s Eve to all my book friends)

"Do you want me to call Emma Piet and Mandy Provost to come and visit China?"

"It just so happened that they didn't come last time."

"It seems like this is the only way, right?"

"Hey, I just rested for a few days, my old waist is so bad."

Not to mention Gu Weijun's self-pity, after a night of explosive fireworks in Jakarta last night, Suharto, who had just come to power through a military coup, was so frightened that he hid in an underground air-raid shelter and shivered.

His mind was filled with questions:

Who did it?

Are there still insiders cooperating?

Otherwise, why would you target the Presidential Palace and the military camp so accurately?

And what distressed him the most was the gold and foreign exchange deposits in several banks!

In order to alleviate domestic conflicts, I set them up as targets, carried out anti-Chinese activities in the country, and ignored their attitudes and opinions. They got angry!

This was a warning to himself. Thinking of this, Suharto broke into a cold sweat again, as if someone was staring at him coldly.

In fact, there is one more thing, but I can only secretly feel happy that I don’t have to meet with the fat old man Qian Weichang this week, lest he mention the Phantom fighter information again. I still need to take good care of my old waist. I can’t really exert my strength. It will be another 20 years.

After the two left Zhongnanhai, Gu Weijun drove Director Zhao directly to Beichizi Street to celebrate, must celebrate!

On Beichizi Street, everyone washed their hands first, and then carefully positioned themselves in front of the two calligraphy treasures, touching them and looking at them, as if the real person was right in front of them.

A week later, after Gu Weijun heard from Director Zhao about the subtle changes in the Indonesian upper-level attitude towards New China, he took no further action.

Everyone looked excited. After a long time, Gu Weijun put away the two calligraphy treasures, and everyone slowly recovered.

Seeing Gu Weijun's appearance, the leader smiled and tapped Gu Weijun lightly with his finger from a distance, and said to the person next to him: "This classmate still has a pure heart."

No, I can't tell this speculation, otherwise it will offend even the United States.

It seems that we can only find someone in China to take the lead. Sukarno, I’m sorry for you. I originally wanted you to live for a few more years!

So whenever the Guanghua ship sent by New China docked, he immediately put the overseas Chinese on the ship four times in a row.

Of course, the subsequent evacuation of overseas Chinese happened in 66 and 67. At that time, the country was already in turmoil, but we did not forget to save our compatriots overseas.

"You have already made outstanding contributions to the country even before you graduate."

No more, no more

Just one step too slow!

However, Suharto was really afraid at one point. He urgently stopped the persecution of the Chinese and at the same time cooperated with the New China to evacuate overseas Chinese.

The two met when they were receiving awards, and Gu Weijun also got the calligraphy treasure as he wished. He was so happy that he couldn't help but touch it.

No, Suharto gritted his teeth and turned to face the east. They must have done it! definitely is!

"By the way, has this classmate joined the party?"

After learning that he would take the oath of joining the party tomorrow, that is, next Monday, he nodded with satisfaction, "Good classmate, what a comrade!"

This Sunday was definitely a double blessing for Gu Weijun. One was the calligraphy, and the other was that after Director Zhao received the commendation, the pressure was finally reduced a lot.

I should unabashedly transport all these gold and US dollars to my family's underground vault first.

What should we do now?

How can I have the money to get connections in the United States?

Thinking of this, Suharto became even more irritated. Damn, you just stole the country's gold and US dollars. How could you set off fireworks in the houses of the American and Japanese envoys before leaving?

These two countries have now issued stern notes to themselves, but they don’t even know who did it? How do I find the murderer?

And there’s no organization taking the blame?

Suharto is indeed a traitor. On the one hand, he directly handed over Sukarno and Guard Captain Ong Dong as scapegoats. Then he did not stop the persecution of the Indonesian GCD, but included them in the incident on the evening of the 9th. Go in.

"Principal Jiang Nanxiang, you must train such a good classmate!"

However, once the antagonistic emotions below him arose, he was no longer able to control them. He could only strengthen cooperation with the evacuation of overseas Chinese.

Only Hao Chuan suddenly ran to the corner by himself, kicked the wall, lowered his head and muttered in a low voice, "Obviously I was the one who brought him first, why couldn't he make it in time when it was time to perform meritorious service?"

"Am I too far away?"

"But we are not even close to the army now?" "Should I sleep in the same room with him tonight?"

After overhearing Hao Chuan talking to himself, Gu Weijun had a dark look on his face, and Zheng Chao and Wei Pingan, who had quietly touched him, also laughed around him.

When Hao Chuan turned around, his big round face suddenly turned red. He pointed at Zheng Chao angrily and shouted: "Old Zheng, how dare you eavesdrop on me?"

"You are already the deputy director, and I am still the deputy director!"

"Do you still have a conscience?"

"Hey, the Deputy is not satisfied yet?" Hao Chuan's roar was just heard by Secretary Huang who entered the Intermediate Courtyard. After Secretary Huang followed Director Zhao and nodded with a smile, he looked at Hao Chuan with a smile on his face, "What level?" Are you satisfied?"

Mrs. Huang beside him went straight to the kitchen to help. Sister Xiaoxia carried the child into the house and gathered with Bai Ling, Juanzi and Shang Chun to let the four little carrot heads crawl on the kang together.

The men were puffing away in the open space in the middle courtyard and continuing the conversation. Secretary Huang pointed at Hao Chuan with a finger holding a cigarette, "How are you doing?"

"I'll tell Lao Zhou later and transfer you from the steel rolling mill below to Shougang General Plant to take charge of security work!"

"In another year, the head of the Security Department of Shougang will retire. You must be able to accept it and you are also a department-level cadre. How about it?"

"Do you dare to do it?"

The redness on Hao Chuan's face had not completely faded away. Hearing this, he blushed again and patted his chest vigorously, "Bang, bang," "Secretary Huang, I am a veteran under your command. Just take care of me!"

"Haha!" Secretary Huang let out a hearty laugh, and his reply was impeccable, "You are not only a veteran under me, but also a veteran of Bureau Zhao. If Bureau Zhao hadn't dropped your file to the steel rolling mill, I would have transferred it as well. Do not move."

Director Zhao also laughed heartily, and immediately rounded off his words, "Haha, I am a veteran under the old squad leader!" Zhao Chenggang's father Zhao Dazhuang, Gu's father, and Yang's father next to him were not as high as them. Higher or higher, they are all at the department level.

Qin Huairu, who was working, looked at the men standing in the middle courtyard. They were all cadres, big and small! There was a look of envy in his eyes, and he looked at Banggeng, who was running around with his sisters and Gu Weimin in the courtyard, and his eyes were filled with thoughts.

After that, Qin Huairu immediately brought the topic to the education of children among a group of women, "Is it true that dragons give birth to dragons and phoenixes give birth to phoenixes?"

"You see, Dajun, Gangzi, and Xiaoyu are all doing very well at work now?"

"Bullshit!" Gu Ma rolled her eyes and retorted first, "Huairu, if this is the case, why should we ordinary people work hard?"

"The teachers have been educating us about revolution. Isn't it revolutionizing the lives of our people?"

"If these children develop well in the future, the first thing they need to do is study!"

"If you really don't have the talent for reading, then learn a skill. But no matter what, you must cultivate the word "righteousness" in your children. They must be upright in life and do things correctly, so that they will be supported by noble people in the future!"

Gu Ma also glanced at the courtyard of the middle courtyard, and then whispered: "Who can reach a high position, who is not a human spirit?"

“I’ve seen so much of the world and the many people I’ve met.”

Qin Huairu was thoughtful.

"Bangge will be in junior high school next year, right?"

"In rural areas, they have been working in the fields for a long time at this age. Fortunately, the school will also arrange for them to help in the fields during busy farming periods. Huairu, you can't feel sorry for your children at this time."

"Working is what trains people. Let them do more work at home."

Qin Huairu smiled bitterly and replied: "Children always cares about the child."

Gu Ma rolled her eyes again, "Tell her, if you want Banggeng to be able to truly support Lao Jia's family and establish a family in the future, you have to educate her and work hard now."

"Otherwise, if you want to support yourself in old age, huh, prodigals are used to it."

Qin Huairu was speechless

Can Jia Zhang make sense?

(End of this chapter)