Siheyuan: I am different He Yuzhu

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Jia Zhang, who was standing by, instantly became furious. She shouted indignantly, "Humph, there are indeed many people in our courtyard who don't go to work, but every household there has a city hukou, and they have food quotas issued by the state. We are not like this poor family! You, Xudong, are the only one in our family who has a city hukou. How can you compare? We rely on buying expensive food from the pigeon market every month to survive."

When she was excited, Jia Zhang's voice became more and more sharp and piercing: "It's fine that He Yuzhu is unwilling to help. If he doesn't help others, other families won't be so desperate! But if our family continues like this, we will really be out of food! This He Yuzhu, after all, is a heartless and heartless person! Just because he is afraid of getting himself into trouble, he doesn't even care about the life and death of our family. Humph! How can a person like him be a leading cadre? I don't know how he got there!"

Jia Xudong, who was standing aside, heard his mother start to complain about He Yuzhu again, and he couldn't help but groan in his heart. He quickly reached out and pulled the corner of Jia Zhang's clothes, and lowered his voice to persuade: "Mom, please stop talking! Didn't my master just explain those principles to you? You forgot them all so quickly? Besides, what my master said makes sense! We thought this matter was too simple at the beginning, and going to He Yuzhu to help Huairu arrange a job was originally discussed privately. Now you are shouting at the top of your voice, aren't you afraid that all the neighbors will hear it?"

After hearing what Jia Xudong said, the expression on Jia Zhang's face froze instantly. She widened her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to say something to refute, but in the end she closed her mouth tightly. After a long while, she slowly sat back in the chair, crossed her hands on her chest, lowered her eyes, and said nothing more. At this moment, she had realized that she was indeed too impulsive just now and should not have questioned He Yuzhu so recklessly.

However, despite her silence on the surface, Jia Zhang's heart was not at peace. She thought to herself that she couldn't just let it go and she must find a way to send a heartfelt blessing to He Yuzhu to make up for her previous mistakes. At the same time, she also hoped that Jia Xudong and Yi Zhonghai could successfully resolve Huairu's work.

Seeing his mother finally calm down, Jia Xudong breathed a sigh of relief. He turned his head, looked at Yi Zhonghai with an apologetic look, and said softly: "Master, I'm so sorry to have you make this special trip today. It's all my fault that Huairu and I were not thoughtful enough when we were doing things, which caused you to lose face in front of He Yuzhu..." At this point, Jia Xudong couldn't help but sigh, with a trace of guilt in his eyes.

Just as Jia Xudong was about to continue to apologize to Yi Zhonghai and explain more, Yi Zhonghai suddenly interrupted him with a smile: "Xudong, don't say that. This matter can't be blamed entirely on you. Besides, although Deputy Director He said that he would not directly help Huairu arrange a job, fortunately he thought that we all live in the same courtyard and have been old neighbors for many years, so he still gave us an idea to help us solve Huairu's work problems!"

Hearing this, Jia Xudong's originally dull eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't wait to ask: "What method? Master, tell me quickly!" At this time, Jia Xudong's mood was like a roller coaster, rising from the bottom to the peak in an instant, and the fire of hope for the future was rekindled in his heart.

Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang were looking forward to it, staring at Yi Zhonghai without blinking. Yi Zhonghai coughed lightly to moisten his throat, then said slowly, "The solution is actually very simple, that is to buy the succession quota from those who hold the succession quota."

Hearing this, Jia Xudong looked at Yi Zhonghai in bewilderment, blinking his eyes, and asked in confusion: "Master, I know that there is a rule in our factory that retired employees can let their children take their place and continue to work, but what exactly does this 'buying succession quota' you mentioned just now mean? Why don't I understand it?"

Seeing that Jia Xudong knew nothing about this, Yi Zhonghai patiently explained to him in detail: "Xudong, the situation is like this. Some workers are old and should retire, but their families don't have suitable candidates to take over their positions. If they can't find a successor, the factory will take back the position, and will not give these old workers any form of compensation!"

"So, some workers will try to transfer this quota to those who are eager to find a job and want to work and earn money. Then the person who sells the succession quota can get some money, and the person who buys the succession quota can have a place to work. It can be said to kill two birds with one stone."

After hearing this, Jia Xudong showed an expression of disbelief on his face, his mouth opened wide, his eyes widened, and he stammered, "Master...Master, no...didn't it say that only the children of the workers are qualified to take over? How come now an outsider who has nothing to do with us can take over? Doesn't the factory care?"

Yi Zhonghai coughed lightly and explained slowly: "In principle, it should be the biological children of the retirees who can take over. However, in the actual operation, the factory's review of those who pay to buy the succession quota to work in the factory is not so strict. After all, no one can guarantee whether their own children will also need to work in the factory in this way in the future! So, everyone tacitly understands and turns a blind eye. However, they still have to do some superficial work. Usually, these successors will claim to be distant relatives of the retired employee."

At this point, Yi Zhonghai suddenly seemed to remember something important, and the whole person suddenly became silent. After a long while, he sighed quietly and murmured to himself: "Alas, I have no children in my life. When I retire, I am afraid I can only sell this succession indicator!" When he thought that he would not even have a successor when he was old, Yi Zhonghai's eyes immediately dimmed, and his originally straight back slightly bent down, as if all his energy was drained away at once.

Jia Xudong hurriedly stepped forward, tightly grasped his master Yi Zhonghai's hand, and sincerely comforted him: "Master, don't worry. As the saying goes, 'Once a teacher, always a father'! I will never forget your kindness to me. Just relax. When you are old and weak and need someone to take care of you, I will do my best to serve you and take care of you until the end of your life!"

Yi Zhonghai felt a warm current surge into his heart when listening to Jia Xudong's sincere words. His originally heavy mood instantly became much lighter. He showed a gratified smile on his face and responded with great emotion: "Yes, Xudong! Fortunately, I have a filial and sensible disciple like you by my side. It makes me feel much more at ease! Even if I am gone in the future, at least you can inherit my legacy."

"It's just a pity that when Bang Geng reaches the working age, I'm not old enough to retire. By the time I retire, Bang Geng will have found a good job that suits him and won't have to take over my job!"