The old Zhang family also has a connection with the power system. Zhang Guodong's father, Zhang Yifu's grandfather, worked in a power plant in Hebei Province before liberation. Although the old man was still very young at that time, his political sensitivity was surprisingly high. Around 48 years, he smelled some smells and saw the future. During the Battle of Pingjin, he decisively surrendered to the underground staff of our party and became an underground worker who had hidden merits and fame and turned to the light.

It makes sense why our party wants to instigate the personnel of a power plant.

There is an important strategic tradition in the later stages of all wars—

Since my things are no longer mine, they must not be yours. This tradition started with Xiang Yu killing Yu Ji with his own hands.

Therefore, while the defeated party retreated in a large scale, it must level up the key production buildings. When you come, you will be a pile of wasteland. Let you beat me? Humph!

When the spies were preparing to blow up the power plant that was responsible for production, a young man named Zhang Hanmo bravely stood up and led the vast number of progressive workers to protect the factory with death, smashed the enemy's dirty conspiracy, and made great contributions to the peaceful liberation of Beijing, Tianjin and Hebei. This also allowed Zhang Hanmo to protect his status in the future and let his three sons and two daughters take over.

As a result, one electrician cultivated five electricians. The old man not only has a high ideological awareness, but also has admirable reproductive ability.

Zhang Guodong was the second child and was the best-growing person in his family. It’s a pity that the director of the year became the meter maintenance officer in the metrology department.

Although it is a family, it is inevitable to be compared in secret. In Zhang Yifu's trivial memories, it seems that after that day, every Spring Festival party, my mother was just busy in the kitchen, and my father lost his former spirit. He could only listen to other people's guidance on the general trend of the country. Zhang Yifu's uncle is also a small official, talking about the historical records of the power grid. Looking at the regional networking, or talking about what someone would say. What it means is very clear. My father occasionally wants to interrupt and talk, but it is ignored. Or he is simply said that his vision is narrow. I am afraid that in their eyes, the people who repair the power meter have no vision at all.

The same is true between cousins. Children are ignorant and always say things like "My dad is better than your dad."

When the family gathered together to eat around the big table, they could not help but say something. They were tired of talking about the original things, and it was time to compete with their children. The old man said that his son had made good progress in a certain department recently and had the opportunity to compete with the section chief. The uncle said that his daughter had just had a partner, and the director of a certain factory...

After all the praises, everyone looked at Zhang Yifu and asked where he was, would it be good to be in the Hebei Power Plant?

Do these people usually don’t chat with people? Don’t you even read the Electric Power News?

"It's pretty good." Zhang Yifu replied with a smile while chewing the meat.

"Am I a worker or a cadre?" asked Aunt San.

"Cadres."

"Hello cadre, don't be a worker." Aunt San said and looked at Zhang Guodong, "Second brother, you should take care of it too. It's not easy to get along with the power plant."

"Yes, yes." The old man said as he began to give advice again, crossing Zhang Guodong and said to his third brother. "Third brother, don't you have friends at the Hebei Electric Power Bureau? Say hello."

"Chengcheng, I've recorded this." Uncle San took a sip of wine and said happily, "Yifu, when I go on a business trip in the future, I will find an opportunity to make an appointment with your factory leader, and you can have a meal with the leader to let the leader know him."

Zhang Yifu can only know your uncle...

Looking at Zhang Yifu's expression, Uncle San looked a little disdainful: "Yifu, working hard in the power plant is not a solution. You have grown up and should be sensible, otherwise you will hold it inexplicably for the rest of your life."

The old man also answered the conversation and looked at Zhang Guodong: "Guodong, please give me more advice. Come to us where you need to take care of. Don't talk about us, Dingqi can help you now."

The old man said, smilingly looking at his son, Zhang Yifu's cousin Zhang Dingqi, who was a few years older than Zhang Yifu, and had been working for more than four years. He seemed to be doing well in the agency.

"It's still early," my cousin could only smile helplessly, "I have to rely on my uncles to take care of me."

Zhang Yifu was already having a headache when he heard this. The family was in the same industry, so the relationship was too complicated. How could it be like a party in the unit?

When everyone was competing to praise the eldest grandson, the old man, Zhang Hanmo, who was all the people, finally coughed and spoke. The old man, who was less than 70 years old, was in good spirits and his voice was not hoarse. He looked at the whole room and smiled and said, "Don't you read the newspaper?"

"Dad, are you talking about the evening newspaper?"

The old man shook his head, got up with a smile, walked to the desk quickly, came over with a big notebook, licked his fingers, opened one of the pages, and handed them to the eldest son.

"Haha, Dad is such a good habit of cutting newspapers. I'll see if there is any big news." The old man smiled and took the notebook and read it roughly, "Oh, the report of the National Security Conference, written by Minister Mu, this is important..."

As he looked at it, he suddenly felt something was wrong. After a closer look, it seemed that he mentioned a person he knew several times.

Do you have the same surname as the same name? It shouldn't be. Zhang Yifu is a lazy person.

Without thinking too much, he quickly swept over the several posters next to him.

National competition, power plant operation champion!

A model for energy conservation and consumption reduction!

Looking at the date, it happened in the past six months.

In addition to the minister, it is definitely a miracle that a person's name can appear in authoritative newspapers and magazines in such a short period of time.

The old man looked at Zhang Yifu in surprise, not knowing what to say.

Seeing that the eldest brother was very confused, the third brother also took the newspaper clipping to watch it, and then entered the same state as the eldest brother.

In this way, in silence, everyone read the old man's clippings and then entered the same state of confusion.

The old man looked at Zhang Yifu with a smile, touching the stubble on his chin and admired him very much: "I originally wanted to wait for Yifu to say it himself, but it seems that he didn't plan to say it, so I'll tell him."

Zhang Yifu responded to grandpa with a helpless smile.

The old man said as he looked at his son, daughters, daughters, and sons-in-law: "Among you, the vassal state building is the most righteous."

After saying that, he looked at the younger generation again: "Among you guys, the most evil ones."

The old man said, slapped his palms: "One good and one evil, there is it!"

It is worthy of being an old man who can understand the future and seek refuge in our party in time. This is very clear and logical. It makes the whole family speechless.

After a long period of silence, everyone began to change their emotions and attitudes.

Uncle San smiled and looked at Zhang Yifu: "Yifu. Such a great thing, the champion of the national competition, didn't tell the family, so that everyone would be happy together."

Although it is praise, it is full of sour taste. You know that you are so unhappy now. I have told you a long time ago, can you still drink this wine?

Where there are people, there is envy, jealousy and hatred.

However, Zhang Yifu didn't know why, but when he looked at his sour expression, he was extremely happy. Thinking that he had been despised for so many years, you guys were so excited. It's time for me to get involved, Zhang Yifu was still a little excited.

My parents' emotions are a little more comfortable, and people cannot avoid the vulgarity. It is necessary for my son to be awesome and I feel happy.

Then let's make the blow more violent.

Zhang Yifu took out his business card holder at the right time and gave the identity symbols to everyone who is doing it.

"Senior Engineer?"

"How long have you graduated?"

"Wait... the section chief? The section chief has been working for half a year?"

Under the double crushing of technical titles and administrative levels, everyone's attitude has also changed greatly.

When Zhang Yifu casually revealed that Minister Mu Zhiheng intended to mobilize himself to reduce coal consumption, the whole family was silent. Even the highest-level deputy department-level uncle, who had never said a few words to ministerial-level cadres in his life, let alone juniors. Let alone them. Even the old man Zhang Hanmo did not have such treatment.

So, in order to cover up this envy, jealousy and hatred, everyone naturally changed the topic, talked about things within the system, and began to give guidance.

"This... It is said that an automation accident occurred on Jiudan, and the automation process may have to be delayed for a while." The old man sighed worried about the country and the people.

Zhang Yifu took advantage of the situation: "There is nothing. The department has recently assigned Hua Changqing to do this. He is a doctor in the United States. He is very aggressive and wants to transfer me to the Information Department. I can't get rid of it, but things are definitely moving forward."

“…”

Zhang Yifu likes to do such things. Don’t pretend to understand without knowing it. You are the witness of everything. Don’t brag in front of me.

After a while, Uncle San asked again: "It's not peaceful in Fengzhou. The factory was delisted and the factory manager changed it. I said that there are too many problems in the power plant operation and maintenance, and sooner or later there will be problems."

Zhang Yifu came again: "There is a problem with the maintenance, but the main responsibility of this accident is the equipment. The circuit breaker of the emc has been eliminated. I mentioned this matter to Nangang, and criticized Ou Wei, who introduced the emc equipment in person."

“…”

Can you chat?

No, I have to start from other angles. Aunt San saw the opportunity and started to use her gossip talent: "Have you heard that the dispatch bureau in the department has recently had a crazy problem, which made people panic."

Zhang Yifu must speak righteously this time: "This is a rumor. The person involved was my classmate. He is a little mean, but he is never sick. The rumor stops at the wise, let's stop."

Aunt San stared at Zhang Yifu, you have witnessed the gossip in person?!

Every time everyone's show-off is overwhelmed by Zhang Yifu, which makes everyone dare not speak.

Zhang Yifu then smiled and said, "It's not easy to get together at home. Take a good look at the party, drink and talk about the things at home. Don't talk about work today."

He was really tired of this style. The family finally got together every time. Is it interesting to compare who is better than who has more news?

But if you like to compete, I don’t care. Anyway, I’m not as good as me, and I don’t have much news.

After Zhang Yifu finished speaking, he raised his glass to his grandfather and said, "In a few months, grandfather should celebrate his 70th birthday, right? We have to make arrangements earlier."

"Haha, don't be anxious." The old man smiled and raised his glass, "Come on, let's all, let's stop talking about work after this glass of wine."

The old man's smooth over the field, the comparison conference finally came to an end.

In fact, Zhang Yifu still kept a hand. If they said something that had made hundreds of thousands of dollars, they would probably vomit blood on the spot.

On the way home, Zhang Yifu was also thinking, can't life be purer? Why does a good family gathering taste like this? It's not easy for my father to last for so many years.

Amid the sound of firecrackers, bidding farewell to the old and welcoming the new, which is also a new beginning for Zhang Yifu. The steps this year are going to take a bigger step and it is time to catch up with the times. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!