Siheyuan, I, Silly Zhu, picked up the Qinman script

When the two widows of the Jia family heard that Yi Zhonghai had become a regular employee, their moods were actually different.

Jia Zhang's starting point is more towards the interests of the Jia family.

She has already thought about it.

The factory entry quota in Yi Zhonghai's hand must be given to Qin Huairu.

On the one hand, Jia Zhang discovered that Yi Zhonghai cared for Qin Huairu in a way that went beyond the friendship between neighbors. With Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker, taking care of Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu's life in the steel rolling mill would surely be easier and easier. After becoming a regular employee, the Jia family had more money.

This is a real benefit.

Mr. Jia Zhang is not stupid.

She knows how to choose.

On the other hand, during this period, Jia Zhang succeeded in getting hold of Qin Huairu and brainwashed Qin Huairu with false lies.

In order to show her sincerity to Jia Dongxu, Qin Huairu made continuous vows in front of Jia Zhang, and even went to the ring to express her ambition.

Ok.

For the time being, I believed Qin Huairu’s words.

On the other hand, look at Qin Huairu.

Her mood at this time was extremely excited.

An account that could easily be calculated appeared in Qin Huairu's mind.

That is the job in Yi Zhonghai's hands, which is only suitable for Qin Huairu, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhang. One is paralyzed in bed, the other is too lazy to work, and only Qin Huairu can bear the hardship.

Inexplicable emotions.

came to Qin Huairu's heart.

once Upon a time.

I never thought that one day I would be able to work as a worker in a steel rolling mill of a large factory with tens of thousands of people, and eat commercial food from that steel rolling mill.

Think back to the beginning.

Just because Qin Huairu married into the city from the countryside, she attracted the attention of many villagers. Many people said that Qin Huairu was lucky to be able to marry into the city. They also praised Qin Huairu's parents for their ability to teach a person who would marry into the city. A good girl in the city.

Countless girls who are the same age as Qin Huairu or younger than Qin Huairu regard Qin Huairu as their idol and work hard as much as possible in order to marry into the city like Qin Huairu.

If he became a worker in a steel rolling mill and returned to the countryside wearing the work clothes of the steel rolling mill, Qin Huairu's face would surely be even brighter.

Qin Huairu thought about much more than that.

She was thinking more. If she became a worker in the steel rolling mill and earned money to support the Jia family, would she be able to stage a drama in the Jia family where her daughter-in-law finally became a mother-in-law after many years? Would it be possible for the Jia Zhang family to look at Qin Huairu in turn? face.

Unconsciously.

A smile appeared on Qin Huairu's face.

Jia Zhang next to her frowned slightly. After years of being a widow, how could she not see what Qin Huairu was thinking. She cleared her throat and decided to give Qin Huairu a beating.

Before he even started working in the steel rolling mill, he didn't take my mother-in-law seriously. If the Jia family really depended on Qin Huairu for their livelihood, they wouldn't be able to poop and urinate on Jia Zhang's head.

"Qin Huairu, even if you enter the steel rolling mill and eat the commercial food from the steel rolling mill, you still have to be grateful. People who are ungrateful are worse than animals."

The tone was very rude.

Qin Huairu, who was immersed in a sweet dream, immediately understood the situation he was in and called out "Mom".

However, Jia Zhang ignored her and continued to beat Qin Huairu.

"You can be sorry for my mother-in-law, but you can't be sorry for Dongxu. When something happens to him, the first thing he thinks of is you, Qin Huairu. If he hadn't insisted on marrying you, Qin Huairu, you might still be living in the countryside now. Throwing food in the soil makes me feel like I have entered a steel rolling mill. A native chicken flies up a branch and turns into a phoenix. When it flies up a branch again, it is still a native chicken. The stick stalk is your son and my grandson. I hope you can do this job in the future. Let Banggeng take over!"

In desperation.

Qin Huairu could only express his position once again.

Mrs. Jia Zhang would just give it up when she saw fit, and just let Qin Huairu sit back and wait to go to work at the steel rolling mill. Mrs. Jia Zhang would be solely responsible for all other matters.

Then he stared at the Yi family diagonally across the glass through the glass without saying a word, and had a vague feeling in his heart that this matter didn't seem to be a big deal.

……

7:30 p.m.

Yi Zhonghai slowly moved to the courtyard.

He deliberately delayed his return until now.

The main reason is that he doesn't know how to face those people in the hospital, such as Yan Fugui, Jia Zhang, etc., and he also has to give an explanation to Silly Zhu.

A man waited outside until all the neighbors had finished eating, and then he sneaked back to his house step by step.

Just came in.

Yi Zhonghai sat lazily on the stool with his physically and mentally deficient body, staring blankly at the bricks on the ground, and became stunned.

The aunt didn't understand.

It's time to get promoted to the eighth level.

good thing.

Yi Zhonghai, however, looked as miserable as if his biological father and mother were dead.

He hesitated to ask about the situation.

In the end, he poured a cup of tea for Yi Zhonghai first, and took the opportunity to place the teapot in front of Yi Zhonghai and asked in a low voice.

"Old man, are you okay?"

Yi Zhonghai felt as if there were donkey hairs stuffed in his ears. Firstly, he did not answer Auntie's question, and secondly, he did not raise his head to look at Auntie. He still looked like he was worried and dull.

See Yi Zhonghai like this.

The eldest mother was anxious.

She stretched out her hand and waved it vigorously in front of Yi Zhonghai. When it had no effect, she patted Yi Zhonghai's left shoulder vigorously.

With great force.

Yi Zhonghai, who had been in a state of confusion for nine days, finally reacted and turned to look at Auntie. Before Auntie could ask for a specific reason, tears of grievance poured out of Yi Zhonghai's eyes like a flood.

Perhaps because he knew that crying would make him embarrassed, Yi Zhonghai pursed his lips as much as possible and looked at his aunt with tears on his face.

It's sad to cry.

A couple for many years.

Auntie knew Yi Zhonghai's character very well. After so many years of marriage, this was the first time they encountered such an aggrieved scene where they wanted to cry but did not dare to cry loudly.

"Why!"'

A sigh sounded.

Then he found a towel, wiped the tears off Yi Zhonghai's face, and looked at Yi Zhonghai without saying a word.

The atmosphere in the house.

became silent.

Or maybe it's a little weird.

After a minute or two.

Yi Zhonghai broke the strange silence and told Aunt Ma clearly what happened to him.

"Old lady, you don't know. I feel miserable. Those people at the steel rolling mill don't treat me as an eighth-level worker. There are no quotas for entering the factory. This is what I prepared for Qin Huairu, and there are some receipts. , not at all. I deliberately avoided coming back late today. I don’t know how to face those people. Tell me, what should I do? I..."

Only then did the aunt realize that her man's eighth-level job was actually not worthy of his name.

No factory entry quota is given.