Siheyuan: Starting from a Truck Driver

Time flies, and in the afternoon, Qin Huairu even heard the workers gossiping about Jia Zhang. But she did not stop them, after all, it had nothing to do with her, and people might feel more sympathetic towards her after knowing these things, after all, she was really unlucky to have such a weird mother-in-law.

When Qin Huairu arrived outside the steel plant, she saw Aunt Wang. Aunt Wang rode over on a bicycle and immediately waved to Qin Huairu when she saw her. Although she was reluctant, Qin Huairu still walked towards Aunt Wang.

"Huai Ru, you finally came out. I've been waiting for you for a long time. Get in the car, I'll take you to the police station." Aunt Wang urged.

"Yes!" Qin Huairu responded calmly and sat on the back seat. Aunt Wang pedaled with all her strength, and an ordinary Forever brand bicycle seemed to have turned into a sports car under her efforts, showing her eagerness.

After entering the police station and seeing Jia Zhang's condition, Qin Huairu turned to Aunt Wang in confusion and asked in a low voice: "Didn't they say she was on a hunger strike? Why doesn't she look like that?"

Aunt Wang smiled awkwardly. She was also surprised when she came to see Jia Zhang yesterday. Later, she learned that after the old lady knew that they were going to find Qin Huairu, she started eating, and she ate a lot. She ate a whole pot of noodles by herself, which made the people at the police station feel distressed.

Perhaps Jia Zhang's physical condition was particularly good, she returned to normal within two days, and her complexion was even rosier than before.

"She did go on a hunger strike before, but maybe she has a good constitution and recovered quickly." Qin Huairu was a little helpless about this. After a while, she said, "Forget it, I won't care about these anymore. But, Aunt Wang, do you plan to let her continue to live with us mother and son?"

Aunt Wang asked in confusion: "What's the problem?"

Qin Huairu took a deep breath and said, "It's a big problem. My sister is living with me now. There's not enough space in the house to accommodate her. I think you have to find a way to build a small house for her outside!"

Aunt Wang frowned. The subdistrict office is responsible for mediating family disputes, but it is not obligated to pay to solve the problem. She shook her head and said, "I'm afraid not. The subdistrict office has never done such a thing. If it sets a precedent, everyone will come to us in the future."

Qin Huairu knew that this was impossible, and her goal was not this. She, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui had already discussed how to divide Xu Damao's house. Possessing it alone is always more tempting than sharing it.

"Since that's not possible, there's an empty room in the yard. Can we lend it to Jia Zhang temporarily?" Qin Huairu suggested.

"This..." Aunt Wang hesitated.

Xu Damao's story had already spread, so Aunt Wang naturally understood what Qin Huairu meant by the empty room. There were some things she couldn't decide, but she still had a say in the matter of the house. As long as she made a suggestion to the steel plant, it should be successful.

I was just worried that other people in the courtyard would have objections. After all, with a large population, housing was a big problem. Not to mention the courtyard where Qin Huairu lived, there were many people vying for housing in other places. But the housing supply in Beijing was limited, and most of it was still under development. It would probably take more than ten years to solve the housing problem.

"I can't make the decision on this matter. If I agree rashly, I might be criticized behind my back by others," said Aunt Wang.

"Then make a decision after it's confirmed. When it's confirmed, you can come to pick her up." Qin Huairu was determined not to give Aunt Wang any chance to hesitate.

Aunt Wang never thought that something that had been agreed upon would change at the last minute. If Qin Huairu left like this, what unpredictable things would happen in the future. It would be better to stabilize the situation first. If Jia Zhangshi was really ignored, she would definitely be in trouble. Unless she made a big mistake, the law would be helpless against her.

After all, the house is public, and anyone can live in it. Soon, Aunt Wang made a decision.

"Huai Ru, don't leave in a hurry. I will find a way to solve the house problem." Qin Huai Ru stopped after hearing this.

She turned around and looked at Aunt Wang and said seriously, "Aunt, that's what you just said."

Aunt Wang glared at Qin Huairu in dissatisfaction and said, "How can I regret it? But I tell you, I have solved it for you. You should live a good life in the future and don't cause trouble for me every other day."

Qin Huairu knew the truth of knowing when to stop. She couldn't be too greedy, otherwise she might lose Aunt Wang's support. Once Jia Zhang was freed, she would definitely not be content. After the two sides reached a verbal agreement, they continued to walk inside.

Aunt Wang came to the iron fence and called out a few times.

"Jia Zhang, wake up quickly, your daughter-in-law is here to take you home."

Jia Zhang, who was sleeping on the bed, heard the sound, turned around, and saw Aunt Wang and Qin Huairu standing in front of her.

She immediately jumped up, twisted her bloated body and ran over.

"Sister Wang, Huairu, you are finally here? I have been waiting for a long time."

In response to Jia Zhang's enthusiastic address, Qin Huairu did not respond, but instead snorted coldly.

Jia Zhang almost couldn't hold back her anger and wanted to tear Qin Huairu apart, but she finally held back. She knew that this was not the place to vent her anger. If Qin Huairu and Aunt Wang left, she would have to stay in this cage-like environment.

Aunt Wang was equally cold to Jia Zhangshi, because she felt that this brazen guy had increased her workload. Thinking that she would have to worry about the house after returning home, she looked at Jia Zhangshi with a little more disgust.

"Okay, stop talking nonsense. Where is the letter of guarantee?"

"Here, here!" Jia Zhang quickly took out a crumpled piece of paper from her arms.

Aunt Wang asked, "Have you copied everything?"

Jia Zhang nodded vigorously and replied, "I have finished copying it."

"Okay, then recite it again!"

Hearing this request, Jia Zhang's smile froze and she stammered, "Sister Wang, it's not necessary, right?"

Aunt Wang raised her eyebrows and asked back, "If you truly repent, you should recite it once. What's wrong with that?" As she spoke, she glanced at Qin Huairu, obviously intending for her to hear it.

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Qin Huairu approved of Aunt Wang's approach, but her facial expression remained calm. She knew that she couldn't be kind to Jia Zhang, otherwise she would become greedy.

Jia Zhang's anger was hard to calm down, but in the current situation, she had no choice but to accept her fate. She closed her eyes and stammered to recite the contents of the letter of guarantee. It took her more than half an hour to recite a document of several hundred words.

At the end of the letter, Aunt Wang took the letter of guarantee from Jia Zhang and handed it to Qin Huairu, then seriously reminded Jia Zhang: "Jia Zhang, you must remember every word in this letter of guarantee. Don't think that everything will be fine just because you can recite it. The neighborhood committee has provided a guarantee for this. If you continue to cause trouble and slack off, we will definitely not show mercy."

"I understand!" Jia Zhang replied casually, but she was full of disdain in her heart. She thought that she would just act good for a few days when she returned to the courtyard, and then everything would be back to normal. If Qin Huairu pushed her too far, she was even ready to report to the police, which was a little cleverness she learned in the cell. There were many hidden talents in the prison, and apart from the harsh conditions, she was really reluctant to leave.

Since Jia Zhang seemed to have realized her mistake, Aunt Wang called the guards to open the iron bars. As soon as Jia Zhang stepped out of the prison gate, she immediately felt relieved and a smile appeared on her face involuntarily. Qin Huairu just glanced at her sideways, turned around and left, feeling that there was nothing to say to this old woman.

"Old Chen, you must help me complete this task. Don't forget, your son was short of money for tuition, but I lent you fifty cents!"

"How about I give you fifty cents right away?"

"Oh, this is not a problem that can be solved with just 50 cents. This is clearly a favor you owe me. I didn't ask you to do much. I just asked you to dismantle two coffins."

Old Chen rolled his eyes at Yan Bugui helplessly and resisted the urge to rush at him with a hammer. This guy actually still remembers the mere fifty cents from many years ago. On weekdays, Yan Bugui always finds excuses to benefit himself at the expense of others. From leaving behind waste brackets to leaving behind miscellaneous items, Old Chen did his best to help without charging a penny, and even lost money.

For Lao Chen, even if he had lent five yuan instead of fifty cents, the debt would have been repaid long ago. But now this guy had gotten two red-painted coffins from somewhere, and actually asked Lao Chen to dismantle them and use them as a windbreak?

Using a coffin as a screen? Who can bear this if it is placed at home?

Old Chen couldn't help but admire Yan Bugui's whimsical ideas.

"This is absolutely unacceptable. I will not do it. Once I start working, no one will dare to ask me for help. You'd better move these two mahogany coffins away quickly. If someone sees them, it will disturb the public."

According to Lao Chen's business principles, a carpenter with ingenuity like him never touches anything related to coffins.

Yan Bugui was unhappy at this time, he thought that people should return a favor. He had done a great favor to Lao Chen, how could Lao Chen not help him?

So, he sat cross-legged on a small stool, muttering to himself: "No, if you don't help me, I'll wait here, maybe I can even get a good meal!"

Seeing Yan Bugui still behave like this, Old Chen's face darkened. Why did he make such a mistake back then and borrow money from Yan Bugui?

Originally, everyone called him Yan Lao Kou, because they knew that he was a prudent person who always took advantage of small things and made careful plans. He rejected everyone who asked him for help. Unexpectedly, Lao Chen was successful. He was very happy at that time and felt that Yan Lao Kou was quite humane. Now it seems that it was not a humane thing at all, but a hidden conspiracy.

He only spent fifty cents to subdue Lao Chen, but the reward he got was far more than five yuan. Lao Chen felt helpless, and he had nowhere to vent his anger, so he stamped his feet on the spot.

Seeing that Yan Bugui was going to stay, Lao Chen angrily asked, "Alright, Yan Bugui, I will help you this time, and I won't help you again in the future. We will never have anything to do with each other again."

"Old Chen, why didn't you just agree to my request earlier? Why did you insist on asking me to spend millions of dollars to force you to do it?"