Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

It was already late when he arrived at Aunt Zhou's house. Zhang Zhiqiang took out the exact same thing from the system and prepared to send it to Aunt Zhou's house.

Zhang Zhiqiang is very grateful to Aunt Zhou and her family. Both Aunt Zhou and Uncle Qiu Ming take good care of him. It can be said that they are almost like Zhang Zhiqiang's parents.

When Zhang Zhiqiang and Ran Qiuye got married, there was no matchmaker and Zhang Zhiqiang didn't know anyone. If it weren't for Aunt Zhou, Zhang Zhiqiang might have really had to ask Yan Bugui for help.

"Aunt Zhou, Uncle, I'm here."

After locking his bicycle, Zhang Zhiqiang shouted loudly that he often came here and it was as familiar to him as his own home.

"Qiangzi is here, why did he bring something again?"

Aunt Zhou was very happy to see Zhang Zhiqiang. She warmly welcomed Zhang Zhiqiang home and held her belly from time to time.

Zhang Zhiqiang saw that something was wrong. Could it be that Aunt Zhou was pregnant?

"Of course, Auntie. It's almost Chinese New Year, and I thought there would be many people at your house after the Chinese New Year, so I came to see you now."

Zhang Zhiqiang responded with a smile.

"Oh, no matter how many people there are, there will be no place for you."

Aunt Zhou blamed her but didn't refute.

She is the director of the street office and her husband is the deputy director of a steel rolling mill. Many people come to their home every year, whether they are relatives or people seeking favors. There is nothing they can do about it; it is a matter of social etiquette and they always have to receive them when they come.

"Auntie Zhou, what are you doing?"

Zhang Zhiqiang asked in a teasing tone, pointing at Aunt Zhou's belly.

"I just checked last week and found out I'm pregnant."

Aunt Zhou said happily that she and Qiu Ming had not been together for long after they got married, but now they were finally working together and had a child after their hard work.

"That's great, Aunt Zhou. Qiuye happens to be pregnant too. We can even make them sworn brothers when the two kids start talking."

Zhang Zhiqiang said with a wink.

"Get lost! My child is of the same generation as yours, how can he be your child's brother?"

Aunt Zhou said angrily and pretended to hit him, but Zhang Zhiqiang dodged easily.

"Haha, this is just a joke, uncle is home, right?"

After Zhang Zhiqiang dodged, he walked home.

"Yes, I'm probably making tea for you."

Aunt Zhou said this and followed Zhang Zhiqiang in.

"Qiangzi is here, come and sit down."

Qiu Ming warmly invited Zhang Zhiqiang to sit down.

"Uncle."

Zhang Zhiqiang put his things down and sat on the sofa.

When he first came here, Zhang Zhiqiang was very envious of the sofa in Aunt Zhou's house. Now he has made one himself, and it is even more advanced.

"Why didn't you take the last test? I thought you were probably planning to take the eighth level test."

Qiu Ming poured Zhang Zhiqiang a cup of tea, sat down and said.

“I didn’t have time to prepare at that time. I mainly wanted to help my fellow workers in the workshop pass the exam, so I didn’t sign up.”

Zhang Zhiqiang explained that the system had not given him the eighth-level locksmith skill. Although Zhang Zhiqiang was very confident in his abilities, he still did not apply for it.

"Haha, that's true. We all saw during the year-end review that every worker in Workshop 11 was successfully promoted. But that's rare."

Qiu Ming also knew about this matter. The leaders discussed this issue at the year-end meeting. Team leaders like Zhang Zhiqiang from Workshop 11 will definitely be rewarded at the general meeting next year.

“They are all very competitive.”

Zhang Zhiqiang was also very happy. His coworkers were nice people and if he earned more money his family's life would be better.

"Next year's conference will definitely recognize outstanding individuals like you. Just wait for the award."

Qiu Ming patted Zhang Zhiqiang on the shoulder and said, "He's my nephew, so it doesn't hurt to tell him about such unimportant matters in advance."

"Really? Then I'll wait."

Zhang Zhiqiang was also very happy after hearing this, knowing that he would probably be rewarded. In this era, honor is important, and advanced individuals will be valued no matter where they are, and it is also a capital for them to show off.

"Yes, the factory has completed its tasks well this year, and we may be praised next year."

"You passed the assessment last time, and Director Yang said he would give you a ticket to a sewing company. It's possible that he will do it next year."

Qiu Ming told another good news. As the deputy factory director, he also had senior leaders he was familiar with, so he could know a lot of information in advance.

This year, the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill can be said to have exceeded its target, which has greatly relieved the pressure from above. Next year, it will definitely be able to distribute more tickets and other things.

"A sewing machine?"

Zhang Zhiqiang felt a little regretful, mainly because his uncle Qiu Ming had already given him a sewing ticket, which he had bought and sent to his parents-in-law's house.

The main reason is that Ran Qiuye doesn't know how to use it, and since both of them are at work, it would be idle at home.

Therefore, Zhang Zhiqiang didn’t really want to sew the plane ticket, and the sewing machine he bought would probably just be left idle.

"What's wrong? Don't want it?"

Qiu Ming easily noticed the change in Zhang Zhiqiang's expression and asked.

"Yes, uncle, you have already given me a sewing ticket, and one more is of no use."

Zhang Zhiqiang said awkwardly.

"That's easy. Just take the sewing ticket and return it to me. That's it."

Qiu Ming said jokingly.

"Ah this."

Zhang Zhiqiang was dumbfounded. Why did this sound so strange? Although logically speaking, there seemed to be nothing wrong with it.

"Hahaha, I'm just kidding. What do you think? Tell me."

Qiu Ming laughed out loud when he saw Zhang Zhiqiang's expression. It turned out that no matter how talented he was, he was still a child and didn't know how to be funny!

"If there was a TV ticket..."

Zhang Zhiqiang was interrupted before he could finish his words.

"Impossible. The entire steel mill may not even get one TV ticket in a year."

Qiu Ming refused directly, saying that this was simply impossible as televisions were such expensive items.

Zhang Zhiqiang also wants a TV ticket. Not to mention that it is not certain that anyone in the entire factory can get a TV ticket, even if someone can, it will not be Zhang Zhiqiang's turn.

Good things like this must be given to those who contribute the most. Who has contributed the most to the factory?

It must be Director Yang, who else could it be? Or Zhang Zhiqiang.

Even if Director Yang no longer needs a TV, the next person to go will be Deputy Director Li or Deputy Director Qiu himself.

So it was impossible for Zhang Zhiqiang to get a TV ticket.

"Uncle, I was just joking. I didn't want any TV tickets."

"I just want to see if I can get a radio ticket. Seeing that my wife's belly is getting bigger and bigger, it is inconvenient to travel. I thought that if I have a radio, I can listen to the sounds outside and let Qiu Ye pass the time."

Zhang Zhiqiang really didn't want a TV or plane ticket. He had been to the supply and marketing cooperative many times and had seen expensive items such as radios, watches, sewing machines, and bicycles, but he had never seen a TV.

I don't know if this thing is not on display or it is simply not in stock. Maybe I should ask the seller directly? Zhang Zhiqiang couldn't afford it, so he didn't ask.

Come to think of it, Qiu Ming's family is so well off. He is a factory director and his wife is the director of the street office, but there is no TV in their home. You can imagine how difficult it is to get a TV.

"You scared me to death. You can talk without getting into the car and breathing heavily. The radio is okay, but it is definitely not as valuable as a sewing machine. You have to think about it carefully."

Qiu Ming then breathed a sigh of relief. His family didn't have the financial resources to buy a TV. He didn't even have one at home.