Siheyuan: The start of the game is bound to the self-killing system

"If the gear shaft is flawed, it shouldn't be made. What if it breaks down on the machine?"

Yi Zhonghai took the flawed gear shaft in his hand and yelled at him.

Jia Dongxu stood in front of him with his head bowed and didn't dare to say a word, but he had already scolded Yi Zhonghai ten thousand times in his heart.

If this old man hadn't looked at it, his master would have punched him in the past. It doesn't matter what he said about these slightly flawed parts.

Now he could see that this Yi Zhonghai just wanted to curry favor with He Zhiqiang and not let him go.

In this third-level fitter assessment, he can't be blamed. Yi Zhonghai didn't teach him, but only taught him the third-level fitter skills.

"Master, I know I was wrong, and I will be serious next time."

Although Jia Dongxu thought that way in his heart, he still wanted to say it out of his mouth. After all, Yi Zhonghai had the final say in this workshop.

Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter, and he has some status in this workshop, after all, he is the highest level in this workshop.

He Zhiqiang took a look at them and continued to finish the work in his hands, feeling that they were not interesting.

In fact, he also guessed why Yi Zhonghai suddenly treated him like this, it must be because he wanted him to retire.

Usually, Yi Zhonghai ran to Jia Dongxu most frequently in the workshop, because he wanted Jia Dongxu to support him in the old age.

He didn't want this He Zhiqiang to give him a pension at all. After all, He Zhiqiang was a master who could be bullied by anyone in the past.

If this is to give him an old age, wouldn't he starve to death when he is old?

The current He Zhiqiang is not only courageous but also has a sense of responsibility. He is also very talented in this fitter, so he can just inherit his mantle.

"Jingle bell bell..."

The off-duty bell rang, and during He Zhiqiang's work, Yi Zhonghai walked up to him more than ten times in a daze.

Every time I praised him, and then went to Jia Dongxu and scolded Jia Dongxu after complimenting him.

Yi Zhonghai scolded Jia Dongxu several times after he praised He Zhiqiang several times.

When He Zhiqiang rode his bicycle home from get off work, he didn't feel very happy, after all, he knew that Yi Zhonghai had something in mind.

Jia Dongxu returned to the courtyard with a dejected expression on his face. He knew in his heart that if Yi Zhonghai was going to give up on him this time, his fitter skills could only reach level two.

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Red Star Courtyard

He Zhiqiang pushed the bicycle back to the house, thinking in his heart, it would be absolutely impossible for Yi Zhonghai to want him to provide for the elderly, and Yi Zhonghai probably thought that he had no father or mother.

He looked at the cabbage and potatoes he bought earlier, he should eat first, let's make pork stewed cabbage today.

He cut a piece of pork from the space and put it on the chopping board and cut it into large slices, so that it would be enjoyable to eat.

I washed a Chinese cabbage with the water from the space spring and started cooking.

At the same time, Jia Dongxu's house.

A family of five and Qin Huairu's family of six sat around the table, and the five looked at the rice soup in front of them.

Qin Huairu and Xiaodang's rice soup was crystal clear, but only Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhang's, and Banggen had a few grains of rice in their bowls.

"Mom, let's eat."

Qin Huairu took the steamed buns with stick noodles from the table and handed them to her and said.

"You don't even have any fresh cabbage? Only pickled vegetables?"

With a sullen face, Jia Zhang took the cornbread and tapped the bowl of rice soup with chopsticks, looked at Qin Huairu and said.

"Mom, the family really has no money, and you don't give me any money, so I can only eat this."

While talking to her, Qin Huairu handed the corn bread to Jia Dongxu, stick it.

He took a nest and broke it in half, then broke the half into two smaller halves, and handed Xiaodang a piece to keep a piece for himself.

"Grandma, I want to eat meat, and I smell meat again."

Stick holding the steamed bread in one hand and chopsticks in the other, looking at the small plate of pickles on the table and trying to pick them up, when suddenly a scent entered his nostrils.

"My good grandson, hurry up and eat. I can't get enough to eat now. What meat do I have?"

Jia Zhang took a bite of the bun in his hand and looked at him and said.

"Eat meat, eat meat, you know how to eat! If you hadn't stolen so many things, would you be able to eat these things now? If you dare to say one more word, I will slap you!"

Jia Dongxu picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the pickles, put them in his mouth, and took another bite of the Wowotou, chewing and said to BangGong.

"Eat as soon as you eat, whatever is fierce, stick to eat quickly."

Jia Zhang shrank her head in fright when she saw the stick, and hurriedly said to Jia Dongxu.

Sticking his head down and holding the bowl, he stopped talking, he smelled the smell of pork stewed with cabbage, he wanted to eat meat, not pickles!

Xiao Dang on the side also smelled the smell of meat, holding the watery rice soup with both hands with her head down and drinking it, she didn't dare to say anything when she heard Brother Banggan being yelled at.

He Zhiqiang, all this is thanks to you, just wait for me, sooner or later, I will double it back to you!

Jia Dongxu took a bite of the steamed bread with resentment, chewed hard, and took a sip of the rice soup.

Qin Huairu silently ate the steamed buns, feeling uncomfortable in his heart, but he didn't expect that this day would become more and more difficult.

At the beginning, I thought Jia Dongxu's family was in good condition, but I didn't expect it to be so bad that I couldn't have enough to eat.

He Zhiqiang over there looked at the steaming pork stewed cabbage on the stove. He was sitting in front of the stove with bowls and chopsticks and a small bench.

"This pork is really fragrant, and this cabbage, the simplest method is the best."

He Zhiqiang smelled the aroma coming out of the pot and couldn't help but put a piece of pork in his mouth.

He suddenly wanted to eat hot pot. If he bought some beef and mutton, seafood meatballs or something, hot pot would be good too.

What else do you want to eat beef and mutton? Unless it is given to him by the dog comparison system, if you want to eat beef or beef hair, there is no way!

The same goes for the hot pot base, there is not even a hot pot base, hey, when will the system give something more practical.

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Yi Zhong Hai Jia

"Old man, do you smell meat?"

Sitting at the dining table and eating big white steamed buns and cabbage, the aunt asked Yi Zhonghai beside her.

"Old lady, I must have smelled it. I have always smelled meat these days. I feel that the dishes are different every time. Today is especially delicious."

Yi Zhonghai picked up a piece of cabbage with his chopsticks and put it in his mouth, before he said to her.

"Old man, go and see who cooks the food. I'll learn from them later on. We're not people who can't afford it."

Da Ma lost her appetite after smelling the scent and eating Chinese cabbage.

After all, her old man is an eighth-level fitter who earns 99 yuan a month, can he still eat a meal of meat?