Siheyuan: Sizhu starts blindly and takes a new path

Yi Zhonghai arranged for Qin Huairu, found Sha Zhu and said, "Zhu Zi, your sister Qin just came, you should take care of her and don't let those irrelevant people take advantage of her. Also, you should give her more guidance on the technology."

"Uncle, I just arrived at the workshop yesterday. I don't know anything, but I'm still giving instructions. Aren't you afraid that I'll teach others bad things and let the boss fire Qin Huairu in the end?"

"Oh, yes, then you just watch out and don't let Huairu get bullied."

"How can I manage it? There are leaders and organizations, and they are all good comrades. Who can bully others? That's the old society." Sha Zhu pretended not to understand.

Yi Zhonghai pointed at Sha Zhu helplessly: "Zhu Zi, are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid? Is that what I meant?"

Sha Zhu shook his head: "I don't know."

"You..." Yi Zhonghai also shook his head and left.

Days passed by, and it had been more than a month since Jia Dongxu died. The Jia family had used up all their food coupons, and there were still ten days before the salary was paid. Adults could starve, but children couldn't. They had no choice but to borrow food.

Qin Huairu arrived at the uncle's house. It was her first time to borrow food. In the past, when there was not enough food, Jia Dongxu would ask the uncle to borrow from him. After all, they were master and disciple. Jia Dongxu knew the uncle's plan and was not polite to him.

Standing at the door, Qin Huairu opened her mouth for a long time, but was too embarrassed to say the word "borrow". The aunt saw the situation, stood up and took out a small bag of grain, about five pounds, from the cupboard and handed it to her, "Huairu, don't think it's too little, this is all we have at home. Use it for emergency purposes first."

"Thank you, Auntie. How can you think that's too little? If I save it, it's enough to cover my salary." Qin Huairu was very grateful for the Auntie's understanding.

"How can such little food last so long for several people? Go ask Sha Zhu later. He is alone and there should be some leftover food in the cafeteria." The old man instructed Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu received advice from the eldest master and went home to discuss it with Mrs. Jia. Of course Mrs. Jia agreed. She didn't have to lose face and she could still eat her fill. Anyone who disagreed was a fool, and the one who wanted to borrow grain was a fool.

Sha Zhu didn't want to borrow money from the bottom of his heart, and didn't want to be involved with the Jia family anymore, but he had no choice. He was shy, and Qin Huairu looked aggrieved and weak, so he really had no reason to refuse. After being borrowed several times, the grain book was almost taken away.

Qin Huairu finally managed to get paid, but Sha Zhu was a little depressed. Qin Huairu came to return the food coupons, but she only paid back half of them. She said pitifully: She only worked for half a month and only received half a month's salary and rations. If she paid back the full amount, she might have to borrow from Sha Zhu again this month, so it's better to owe it first.

What is this thing called?

An old man just happened to come to Sha Zhu to ask him to cook for the deaf old lady. After hearing this, he immediately made the decision for Sha Zhu, "Huai Ru, you don't have to pay it back. You are in such a difficult situation. It's just a few kilograms of food coupons. Forget it."

Sha Zhu was annoyed. "Who are you? You make the decision for me. This is not a good sign. They are trying to make me and the Jia family one. I don't want to be dog food anymore."

At night, Sha Zhu began to think hard about how to deal with the people in the yard who were either close to him, hostile to him, or ignored him. He even thought about Lou Xiao'e and his own son.

At work that day, the director of the third workshop called Sha Zhu over and criticized him in front of everyone for not working properly. Even the simplest workpieces were often unqualified, and he still had the nerve to say that he had been working in the steel mill for almost ten years.

Sha Zhu retorted: "I have always been a cook and never worked as a fitter. What does this have to do with how long I worked in the steel mill?"

"Even the simplest workpiece can be done by a child who takes a few glances at it carefully. You are either stupid or you are slacking off." The director looked at Sha Zhu with ill intentions, "What did you say you got?"

"Okay, I'm stupid, I'm Shazhu." Shazhu didn't dare to be accused of being passive and lazy, so he had to pretend to be stupid.

"It doesn't matter if you are stupid. You have to learn to make the simplest workpiece." The director was unyielding.

Sha Zhu always thought that he would be welcomed by his fellow workers in Workshop 3. After all, everyone liked the food he cooked. However, he discovered during this period that his colleagues did not like him.

In fact, the workers even disliked him a little, disliked his mood swings, and his tendency to get angry when things didn't go his way. When the director criticized Sha Zhu, no one in the workshop stood up to speak for him, and some even looked happy.

Sha Zhu, who was angry, did not eat lunch at noon, and studied how to make qualified workpieces at his workstation. It was not until the afternoon when he successfully made eight or nine qualified workpieces in a row that Sha Zhu felt hungry.

It was drizzling outside, and Sha Zhu went to the canteen in the rain without a raincoat. Sha Zhu had forgotten that he was hungry. At this time, the canteen had no food, and the pots and pans had been cleaned. Everyone was waiting to get off work. When Ma Hua heard that Sha Zhu hadn't eaten lunch, he took out the leftovers he had saved to take home. Sha Zhu looked at his little helper who always made a fuss before, and felt a little embarrassed. He pushed the lunch box back and said, "It's okay. I'm not too hungry now. Just bear with it and eat after get off work."

Due to the multiple blows of being angry, hungry and caught in the rain, Shazhu had a slight fever in the afternoon.

The temperature difference in Beijing in October is a bit big, especially today when it rained. On the way home from get off work, the autumn wind blew through Sha Zhu's clothes with a hint of chill. He was cold, hungry, and sick, and he was really confused. It's not an exaggeration to say that enemies meet on a narrow road to describe Sha Zhu's luck today. After finally reaching the yard, he ran into Xu Damao coming back from the other side, and the two bumped into each other.

Xu Damao saw Sha Zhu from a distance and wanted to hide, but when he saw Sha Zhu walking a little unsteadily and the other's already small eyes could hardly open, he felt that his chance had come. He was well aware of the principle of taking advantage of someone's illness to kill him.

Xu Damao said frivolously: "Shazhu, I heard that you were sent to the workshop and you can't even be a stinky cook anymore. You deserve it for calling you a mad boy."

While Xu Damao was shouting, Sha Zhu kicked him in the crotch. Xu Damao's voice became much shriller, "Sha Zhu, you use this trick again." Because of the fever, Sha Zhu didn't cause much damage to Xu Damao. Xu Damao jumped a few times and felt much better.

Based on his past experience, Sha Zhu watched from the side, wanting to wait until Xu Damao recovered and stopped jumping before hitting him.

Xu Damao jumped up to Sha Zhu, waved his hand, and punched Sha Zhu on the chin with a "bang". Sha Zhu and Xu Damao were both stunned and couldn't believe that Sha Zhu was beaten.

Sha Zhu's eyes suddenly widened, and Xu Damao was so scared that he quickly ran to the yard to find a few old men for help. Sha Zhu staggered after him.

Xu Damao circled the corridor and weaved between the columns, shouting for help as he ran. Sha Zhu shouted from behind him, "I'll beat you to death."

Xu Damao knew that if there was only an old man in the yard, his words would be more useful with Sha Zhu, so he went to the middle yard, and the two of them came to the old man's door one after the other.

Xu Damao lifted the curtain suddenly with too much force, and the curtain was pulled down in an instant. When it fell, it just covered Sha Zhu who was chasing after him. Sha Zhu's feet were already weak, and he was tripped. He fell headfirst on the porch pillar in front of the door. After a muffled sound, Sha Zhu lay on the ground motionless.

Everyone hurriedly opened the curtain and saw that Sha Zhu was bleeding profusely. This frightened everyone, especially Xu Damao, who thought that if Sha Zhu died, he would be killed. Without waiting for the uncle to tell him, he ran out to borrow a cart. Everyone took Sha Zhu to the hospital to stop the bleeding and give him an IV drip.