Siheyuan: Xu Damao corrects his evil ways

After all, there are only a few people who go all the way, especially smart people like Yi Zhonghai.

He has suffered such a big loss from the Jia family and the He family. If he doesn't know the option of transferring pension objects, he would be a fool.

Yi Zhonghai also went to ask for help.

Fortunately, Deputy Factory Director Li is a paid person. Although the news about what happened last time came from who knows where, it doesn't really concern Deputy Factory Director Li.

But Yi Zhonghai came again and asked Deputy Factory Director Li to smooth things over for him so that he could have something to eat.

For the sake of returning the money, Deputy Director Li actually helped him say hello to their workshop director.

This freed Yi Zhonghai from the curse of frequent fines.

Everything has a reason, that is, what happened in Hedong and Hexi in ten years.

When the public-private partnership first started, there were many novices and few experienced workers. The position of workshop director was just a doormat.

At that time, these workshop directors were very angry in order to ask masters like Yi Zhonghai to do more work and teach more apprentices.

But things have changed, and now there are tens of thousands of people in the steel rolling mill. There is no shortage of senior workers like Yi Zhonghai, but Yi Zhonghai still doesn't take the workshop director or the team leaders appointed by the workshop director seriously.

This is the reason for Yi Zhonghai's defeat this time.

This time, Deputy Director Li reconciled, and the workshop director and others temporarily put aside their troubles with Yi Zhonghai.

But those people in the workshop knew how to look at him, and they immediately regarded Yi Zhonghai as an outsider and isolated him.

In the past, when Yi Zhonghai had a meal, the apprentices or junior workers in the workshop wanted to feed it to Yi Zhonghai's mouth.

But now, no one is willing to sit with Yi Zhonghai.

This was the opportunity Qin Huairu saw.

It was lunch time again. After Yi Zhonghai finished eating with his lunch box, he looked around.

Seeing an empty seat where a few people were sitting in the workshop, I walked over.

First a smile, then a few kind words.

Unfortunately, no one answered him. As soon as Yi Zhonghai sat down, everyone stood up in unison, carrying their lunch boxes and squeezing away to other places.

This thing is so old and annoying.

While other places were lively and lively, Yi Zhonghai's place was deserted. Qin Huairu saw him at a glance.

Qin Huairu walked towards Yi Zhonghai holding a lunch box and twisting her waist.

She looks pretty good and looks attractive, but Qin Huairu has forgotten what she smells like now!

It's not that Qin Huairu doesn't care about hygiene, it's just that the smell of the toilet has picked up the smell unknowingly.

Even after Qin Huairu came home from get off work, she wiped herself and washed her clothes, but as soon as she went to work, the smell of her body came out again.

Qin Huairu pretended to have just discovered Yi Zhonghai and said in surprise: "Uncle Yi, are you here too?"

Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but frowned when he smelled the irritating smell coming from Qin Huairu.

Yi Zhonghai ignored Qin Huairu. The canteen was next to their workshop, and it was normal for him to come here to eat. But when Qin Huairu came here, it was a bit interesting.

When Qin Huairu saw Yi Zhonghai ignoring him, she couldn't help but feel irritated.

If it were another man, she could still show off her beauty.

But Yi Zhonghai is an elder after all, and her usual persona in front of Yi Zhonghai is not like this. Therefore, those tasks of sitting next to each other and rubbing a little bit can't be done with Yi Zhonghai.

Qin Huairu could only talk to Yi Zhonghai indifferently, pretending to be concerned.

Qin Huairu said: "Uncle, does your foot still hurt?"

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything, stuffed the steamed buns into his mouth in several mouthfuls, closed the lunch box, and walked directly outside.

Qin Huairu hurriedly rushed up with the lunch box.

One wants nothing to do with it, and the other wants to get involved again.

Yi Zhonghai unknowingly increased his speed, and Qin Huairu immediately started trotting.

Qin Huairu shouted while running: "Uncle Yi, Uncle Yi."

When Yi Zhonghai saw people coming and going, others looked at him in surprise. He couldn't help but sigh and stopped.

Yi Zhonghai turned his head, his eyes were cold and his words were not warm.

Yi Zhonghai asked coldly: "Qin Huairu, what's the matter with you?"

Qin Huairu has done this more than once or twice.

I have already had experience hearing these words from Yi Zhonghai. Qin Huairu's eyes immediately turned red, showing an aggrieved look, and said coyly: "Uncle, I just heard that you haven't been doing well in the workshop recently. I'm worried about you, so come and take a look."

This is what Yi Zhonghai has been doing all his life, and he originally didn't want to talk to Qin Huairu anymore. Hearing Qin Huairu's concern, her expression softened a little.

After all, during this period, everyone looked at him like shit. Even when I went home, I was still faced with Li Yun's bitter face.

Although Qin Huairu also had a bitter look on her face, she was still better than her old woman.

It is self-evident that appearance adds to people's affinity.

Beautiful people can always easily gain the passion of the opposite sex.

Especially under Qin Huairu's special arrangement, her words were flattering, as if she cared about Yi Zhonghai.

Unknowingly, Yi Zhonghai chatted with Qin Huairu for more than ten minutes.

Qin Huairu took out a hard-boiled egg from her pocket and stuffed it into Yi Zhonghai's hand, saying, "Uncle, this is a hard-boiled egg I brought from home. You have to work hard and don't have enough to eat."

Yi Zhonghai didn't have the nerve to accept Qin Huairu's kindness, so he quickly stuffed the egg into Qin Huairu's hand.

You pushed me to block it, and after just a few moments, their hands were held together.

When they reacted, both of them were stunned.

Yi Zhonghai stupidly held Qin Huairu's soft hand. Although there were a few calluses on his palm, he was still young! After all, it can't be compared to his wife's orange peel.

Yi Zhonghai did not let go of his hand, but looked at Qin Huairu and said stupidly: "Huairu, I, I didn't mean it."

Qin Huairu's face turned red, and she was extremely charming. She shyly whispered to Yi Zhonghai: "Uncle, let go, it won't be good for others to see you."

This thing made Yi Zhonghai's mouth go dry.

Where had he encountered such a seductive woman after liberation?

Yi Zhonghai hurriedly let go of his hand, and Qin Huairu, like a shy little girl, rolled her face and gave Yi Zhonghai a white look, then twisted her waist and left.

Before leaving, neither of them noticed that the egg was still in Qin Huairu's hand.

Yi Zhonghai subconsciously put his hand under his nose and smelled it.

There was a scent of cream mixed with other flavors.

Neither of them expected this kind of thing to happen.

As for Qin Huairu, she originally wanted to please Yi Zhonghai and restore the relationship between the Jia family and the Yi family. In the process of shirking the egg, he subconsciously used the same methods against other men on Yi Zhonghai.

But seeing the hot look in Yi Zhonghai's eyes made Qin Huairu feel a little flustered, and also felt a different kind of excitement and accomplishment.

What kind of emotion is this?

Even when she turned to leave, she could feel Yi Zhonghai's eyes scanning her up and down.

Qin Huairu fled all the way to a place out of sight of Yi Zhonghai, leaned against the cold wall tiles, took a deep breath, and reached out to pat her chest.

Qin Huairu put her hand to her face, feeling the heat on her face. The inner struggle was like the world was turned upside down, and the strange emotion could not be extinguished.

On the one hand, her children, her mother-in-law, and her natal family need her to find someone to rely on to help her. And Yi Zhonghai was one of the richest people she could come into contact with.

On the other hand, she also clearly knew that Yi Zhonghai was Jia Dongxu's master. And she, Qin Huairu, is Jia Dongxu's wife.

Life is inherently morbid, and it is not surprising to have morbid thoughts.

On Yi Zhonghai's side, there are also all kinds of random thoughts.

He thinks he is okay and has needs. But Li Yun at home can already be called an old woman.

In the past, my life was comfortable and I only thought about taking care of this and that. I never thought about this aspect.

But the touch just now, coupled with the change in Qin Huairu's expression, made him feel like he was electrocuted, suddenly opening a certain cage of depression.

Yi Zhonghai didn't even know how he got back to the workshop. He was in a daze and absent-minded all afternoon.

When it was time to get off work, Yi Zhonghai left the factory door, but he was not in a hurry to go home as usual. Walking at a snail's pace, I walked slowly towards home.

Yi Zhonghai suppressed his desire to look back and check, and inevitably began to have random thoughts in his mind.

He didn't know what was wrong with him. Maybe he just wanted to take another look at that shy face. Or maybe he just wanted to explain to Qin Huairu that he didn't do it on purpose at noon.

Finally, he heard the familiar voice behind him. Qin Huairu was chatting gossip about other people with other women.

It should be said that Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai are both incompetent people in some respects.

Qin Huairu can't escape the cage that Jia Zhang made for her. And Yi Zhonghai did not dare to move out of the courtyard and look for other possibilities in life.

That is what they thought their lives were like.

But now Yi Zhonghai suddenly realized that he was still young and there was another possibility.

This made Yi Zhonghai's heart itch. He wanted to scratch it, but it always became more and more itchy.

It may be said that Yi Zhonghai gave up on himself, or that Yi Zhonghai was overthinking.

Yi Zhonghai also comforted himself in his heart, it was not him who came to Qin Huairu, but Qin Huairu who came to him. This is not his fault.

Qin Huairu also saw Yi Zhonghai in front of her, and she drove the emotions she felt at noon out of her mind. But it didn't extinguish her desire to get close to Yi Zhonghai.

After all, Qin Huairu was young and had had affairs with others in the factory, so she felt that this kind of emotion was stimulated and she threw it away.

Qin Huairu said hello to her colleagues and apologized. After a few hurried steps, he walked to Yi Zhonghai and asked, "Uncle Yi, are your feet hurting again when you walk so slowly?"

Yi Zhonghaizheng didn't know how to talk to Qin Huairu. Hearing Qin Huairu's concern, he felt warm in his heart and said smoothly: "Huairu, um, I'm getting old. I stood for a long time today and my feet are a little sore."

"You are not old at all." Qin Huairu said subconsciously.