Last night, Sheng Xiping said he was accompanying a friend to handle some business, and today someone from the bureau came to look for him. What a coincidence!

"Yes, Dad, I came down with him." Sheng Xiping didn't hide anything and nodded in admission.

"That child's surname is Chen. He was our neighbor in the east and west courtyards when we lived in the old house."

Xiaomin is quite talented. Even though he lost his right hand, he writes beautifully with his left hand, and he can also write poetry, draw pictures, and sing.

He wrote the couplets that were pasted on the door when Qinglan and I got married.

As Sheng Xiping spoke, he took out a bunch of keys from his pocket and then pulled out his own fingerprint from among them.

"Dad, look, this is the handprint that the child carved. His technique is so good, and the characters are beautiful too."

With that skill, even those who are physically healthy might not be able to match him; it's just a pity.

Before Chen Weimin went to the bureau to find him, Sheng Xiping didn't mention anything to his father-in-law, for fear of making things difficult for Zhou Mingyuan.

Now that Zhou Mingyuan had asked, Sheng Xiping saw no need to hide anything and simply told him what needed to be said.

If Zhou Mingyuan feels he can lend a hand, he can say something favorable during the meeting to discuss the matter, and who knows, things might turn around.

If Zhou Mingyuan feels he can't help, then there's nothing that can be done.

Zhou Mingyuan took the stamp and examined it under the light. "Wow, I must say, this stamp is really well-carved."

"According to you, this kid would actually be quite suitable to join the union as an officer or something."

Zhou Mingyuan pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"I've made a note of this. If the bureau holds a meeting to discuss it later, I'll try my best to say a few words in support."

Even if I'm not a permanent employee, I can start as a temporary worker, right?

"Yes, Dad is right. Temporary work is fine too, at least I can earn money to support myself."

He's so old now, he can't still rely on his parents to support him. The key point is, his parents can't support him for the rest of his life.

"I need a job, I don't care about anything else, just enough to make a living and support myself." Upon hearing this, Sheng Xiping was overjoyed.

If they could give us a temporary worker position, that would be great. Aren't many permanent employees converted from temporary workers?

This is something that can't be rushed; we have to take it one step at a time.

"Okay, I understand. I'll talk to Lao Zhao and the others later. We'll try our best to accommodate them in terms of policy."

Zhou Mingyuan nodded, indicating that he understood.

Even if it's not for anyone else, I should at least lend a hand to my own son-in-law.

"Oh, then I must thank Dad on Xiaomin's behalf."

To be honest, Dad, I didn't dare mention it when I came yesterday, for fear that it would be difficult to handle and cause you trouble.

I went to Grandpa Zhao's house, but I didn't dare say a word.

Sheng Xiping quickly filled Zhou Mingyuan's glass with wine, then raised his glass and clinked it with his father-in-law's.

"Well, you didn't say it was right. You shouldn't have taken the lead in this matter."

It's his own job; if he doesn't go out and find work for others, what kind of logic is that?

He went to look for it first, and then we gave him a little push from the sidelines; no one else can find fault with that.

Zhou Mingyuan was very satisfied with his son-in-law's cautious approach.

If this had happened before, when Zhou Mingyuan was still an engineer at the machine repair shop, he probably wouldn't have thought of such a comprehensive approach.

After being transferred to the government office, Zhou Mingyuan learned a lot. He realized that some things really require a certain approach and method.

The father and son clinked glasses, each took a sip of wine, and then Zhou Mingyuan urged his son-in-law to eat more.

As they talked, Zhou Mingyuan asked about Sheng Xiping's trip to the county, not so much to find out how much money he made, but mainly out of concern.

How could Sheng Xiping tell his father-in-law and mother-in-law that he had been robbed? He even stabbed the robber! Wouldn't that scare the couple half to death?

So Sheng Xiping casually mentioned that everything went smoothly, that the director of the local products company was familiar with him, and that the prices he was offered for the goods were quite reasonable.

Zhou Mingyuan was quite pleased to hear this, saying, "Your mother and I were discussing this the other day."

We both said that the security department is pretty good; the work is easy, and it's good for taking care of the family.

The frontline work teams earn money, but in the dead of winter, wading through snowdrifts and enduring the cold wind on the mountain is too much for even the best physique to withstand.

A capable person can earn a living regardless of their position.

Zhou Mingyuan and his wife were extremely satisfied with Sheng Xiping. Besides, they were just his parents-in-law and shouldn't interfere too much in their son-in-law's life.

Let them do whatever they want. They're all regular workers anyway, and their salaries aren't that different.

As long as you have the ability, you can succeed in any position.

The father-in-law and son-in-law chatted more and more, and drank more and more freely. Before they knew it, they had drunk more than half of the bottle.

Sheng Xiping realized this wouldn't do. He still had to go back to the other end of Donglin Street later. If he got drunk and started talking nonsense, it would be so embarrassing.

Besides, he still has so much money in his pocket. What if something goes wrong again?

"Dad, let's just have a drink and eat more vegetables."

I have to go back to Donglin Street in a bit. I'm a little worried about Xiaomin being alone there.

Besides, I went to the county today and made quite a bit of money, which I have on me. It might not be safe to go back too late.

I heard from Xiaomin that the bureau arranged a car for us, and we can take it directly back to the forest farm from there tomorrow morning.

Zhou Mingyuan was about to pour Sheng Xiping a drink when Sheng Xiping stopped him.

"In a while, Qinglan will be on winter vacation. This year I won't be working on the mountain, so I have more free time."

I'll take a few days off then, and Qinglan and I will bring Xinhua back and stay for a few more days.

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