mtl008 Chapter 217 "He Yuzhu" 21
Chapter 217 "He Yuzhu" 21
Over there, the old men of the courtyard were all surrounding He Daqing, flattering him. Yi Zhonghai said enviously, "Old He, your son Zhuzi is a good man. You're going to enjoy a life of luxury from now on."
While offering the foreign cigarettes that He Yuzhu had brought back, He Daqing said modestly, "I do hope he can behave himself; he's too much of a worry."
Yan Bugui asked, "What's the plan for that pillar in the future? It can't be returned to Fengzeyuan, can it?"
"I'm not going. The organization has assigned me to the Jiaodaokou Police Station. I'll be starting work in a few days." He Daqing grinned from ear to ear.
"Wow, that Zhu Zi has finally gotten a government job!" Everyone in the courtyard was even more envious, while Yi Zhonghai's expression was somewhat complicated and hard to describe.
He Yuzhu stayed at home for a few days before reporting to the Jiaodaokou Police Station. He received his work uniform and learned about the kitchen situation from the head of the logistics department. Currently, the police station has a total of 22 people, including officers and logistics staff, which is considered a lot.
At that time, the security departments and police stations of each factory were all part of the armed forces. When it came to investigating major cases, they would conduct joint operations, so the police force of the police stations was not really that strong.
Jiaodaokou Police Station was established not long ago, after all, the military control office had only been abolished recently. There were no formal chefs to begin with, just two kitchen staff with some skills who were busy every day. There was no public-private partnership yet, and the real chefs were all in various restaurants.
After enjoying lunch, everyone at Jiaodaokou Police Station welcomed He Yuzhu's arrival. Who wouldn't want to eat something good if they had the chance?
In the afternoon, Wang Gang, the head of the logistics department, approached He Yuzhu: "Zhuzi, you're eligible for housing based on your current rank. What are your thoughts on this?"
"Section Chief, as you know, I live at No. 95 Nanluoguxiang. I wonder if you could allocate me a house in the No. 95 courtyard?" He Yuzhu still wanted to live with He Daqing and the others, because if they adopted a child in the future, they would still need their family to take care of him.
"Come on, I'll take you to the subdistrict office. If there are any houses available at number 95, we can arrange something for you." As he spoke, Section Chief Wang led He Yuzhu to the subdistrict office.
Nanluoguxiang is a north-south alley, while Banchang Hutong, where Jiaodaokou Police Station is located, is an east-west alley. The subdistrict office is located at the intersection of Nanluoguxiang and Banchang Hutong.
I found the staff member in charge of housing management at the street office, and after looking at the remaining houses in courtyard number 95, I realized that I would have to live across from Yan Bugui again.
Because He Yuzhu was entitled to two rooms according to his rank, the most suitable room in the courtyard was the east wing of the front yard. After completing the formalities, the staff took the keys and led He Yuzhu and his companion to the courtyard.
Wang Yan was being dragged around the yard by He Yuanchao. The toddler, who had just learned to walk, couldn't stay still for long. Then she saw He Yuzhu return: "Zhuzi, why are you back at this time?"
"Aunt Wang, my workplace allocated me a house, and I wanted to be close to home, so I was assigned to the east wing of our front yard. I'm here to take a look at the house." He Yuzhu said as he picked up He Yuanchao. He and the little guy had become quite familiar with each other over the past few days, and He Yuanchao kept calling out, "Brother, brother, brother!"
When Wang Yan heard that He Yuzhu had been assigned rooms, she was very surprised and followed He Yuzhu and the others to the east wing. "You've already assigned rooms so quickly? How many rooms have you been assigned?"
At this moment, the staff member opened the door to the east wing. "Two east wing rooms. This house is quite large. If we find someone to partition it, we can create four small rooms. We can even build a kitchen near the back room." The staff member said with envy.
Housing is always in short supply in the capital city. Comrade He Yuzhu has private property in the Central Courtyard, and now he has been allocated two more rooms. It's something to be envied.
At this moment, the other people in the courtyard heard the commotion and gathered around. When they learned that the two rooms had been allocated to He Yuzhu, they were filled with envy, jealousy, and resentment.
Especially Jia Zhangshi, whose family of four lived in a single side room in the middle courtyard. Although the area was not small, it was divided into two rooms by a curtain, but it was still crowded for the whole family to live in. However, because she and Qin Huairu were both registered rural residents and had not moved to the city, if they wanted to exchange their house, they would have to wait until Jia Dongxu became an intermediate-level worker before they could apply to the factory.
So, she was furious that the He family had acquired two more rooms, but seeing the neighborhood committee member and the man in police uniform next to He Yuzhu, she didn't dare to cause trouble and could only suppress her anger. Meanwhile, Qin Huairu and the others standing beside her were simply envious.
After viewing the house and registering the furniture, the staff from the neighborhood office left the keys and went home. At this time, the house was allocated by the company and was considered rented by the employee. The rent was deducted directly from the monthly salary. Therefore, all the furniture in the house had to be registered when the house was allocated. If the employee moved out due to job transfer or other reasons, the furniture had to be left in the house.
In the 1980s and 90s, the families living in these company-owned houses could become private property by paying a small additional fee. However, this was thirty or forty years later, so we won't go into that for now.
He Yuzhu handed He Yuanchao and the house keys to Wang Yan, saying, "Aunt Wang, please take the keys first. I have to go back to the station. I'll clean up after I get off work."
Wang Yan accepted the reply and said, "Okay, you should go back now. We'll talk about it tonight."
After returning to the station with Section Chief Wang, He Yuzhu had nothing to do in the afternoon, so he chatted with two people in the kitchen. The man in the kitchen was named Ge Dazhuang, a retired cook, and the woman was named Wang Daya, the nephew's wife of the gatekeeper, Uncle Zhang. Both of them were in their thirties.
"Zhu Zi, I heard you're the deputy head of our logistics department. What are you doing cooking here again?" Wang Daya asked curiously.
"Hey, I'm a family-trained chef. I went to North Korea last year, but I got injured and came back. My boss asked me what I wanted to do, and I said I wanted to find a cooking job near my home. That's how I got assigned here!" He Yuzhu replied with a smile.
"You must have done quite a few good deeds, kid?" Ge Dazhuang himself was a veteran, so he naturally knew the significance of being assigned to the position of deputy section chief in less than two years of service. Besides, He Yuzhu was of a certain age; he had heard that he wouldn't turn eighteen until after next year.
"It's nothing. On the battlefield, killing one is enough, killing two is a bonus. I actually hope there will be no more wars in the future, and that we can live peacefully!" He Yuzhu knew that the people of this country had suffered terribly during a century of war.
"That's right, we've finally had a few days of peace, but those Americans are no good, and those damn 'Xiao Wei's' are too!" Wang Daya chimed in. In this era, anyone, regardless of social class, would grit their teeth when they mentioned Xiao Wei's; the hatred for the country and the family ran deep!