The courtyard: the atmosphere of human life

The factories of Darong and Zhong Yunxing resumed production in the third year of junior high school, so Darong and his wife did not go to visit relatives in Dacheng with Zhong's parents.

On the third day of junior high school, Darong and Zhong Yunxing went out together. When they arrived at the factory gate, Zhong Yunxing saw that Darong didn't want to go to work.

"If you really don't want to go, just ask for leave..."

"Row."

Before Zhong Yunxing could finish his words, Darong turned the car around, got on and drove away.

Zhong Yunxing stood there for two seconds, then quietly walked into Darong's factory to ask for leave for her. He knew that Darong had not yet recovered from the grievances she had suffered during the past two days of the New Year.

After asking for leave for Darong, Zhong Yunxing rode his bike to his workplace in a depressed mood.

"Xiao Zhong!"

Before Zhong Yunxing reached the factory gate, he suddenly heard someone calling him. He stopped the car and went to look for the voice, only to see his mother-in-law, Darongma, standing on the side of the road waving at him.

"Mom! Why are you here?" Zhong Yunxing got out of the car and walked quickly towards Darong's mother.

"Xiao Zhong, has Darong gone to work?" In fact, Darong's mother was unsure, so she hesitated for a moment and asked Darong first.

"She...she asked for leave. She should be at your place."

Zhong Yunxing was actually even more unsure than Darong's mother. He thought that he had wronged Darong and his mother-in-law was coming to hold him accountable.

He wasn't afraid of what his mother-in-law would say to him, but he felt a little embarrassed in front of the office gate.

After swallowing twice, Darong's mother tried to speak.

"It's like this, there's something I want to discuss with you."

When Zhong Yunxing heard his mother-in-law's tone, he felt relieved as she didn't seem to be criticizing him.

"Mom, if you have anything to say, just tell me."

"Uncle Meng's family in the front yard of our house bought a house and moved away, leaving a dormitory room. I want you and Darong to move in and occupy it. You think it's not appropriate for your brother to live there before he gets married, but since you two are married, it's more or less acceptable. Just consider it as a favor to mom and occupy a room for your brother, okay?"

Darong's mother thought about it all night, and this was probably the only excuse she could think of that would not hurt Zhong Yunxing's reputation.

Zhong Yunxing is not stupid. As soon as Darong's mother said this, he understood what she meant.

Although he was very grateful to his mother-in-law for paving such a good opportunity for him, he did not dare to agree to it easily. He stood there for a while, not knowing how to answer.

"Don't rush to agree. It's such a big deal. You should discuss it with your in-laws later. But don't tell Darong yet, to avoid her being hypocritical."

Darong's mother also knew that Zhong Yunxing would not dare to ask for separation from Zhong's mother easily, especially since he had moved in next door to his mother-in-law.

She just repeatedly told Zhong Yunxing not to tell Darong first, for she was afraid that he would not want to come, and Darong would quarrel with him because of this and make her life miserable.

After Darong's mother left, Zhong Yunxing entered the factory with a heavy heart. In fact, he himself didn't know what choice to make.

"Mom, where have you been?" When Darong's mother came home, Darong was watching TV with Xiaoying.

"I went to buy a roast chicken. I saw that you enjoyed the chicken yesterday." Darong's mother took out the oil paper bag that had been warming in her arms.

"How did you know I came today?" Darong asked curiously, blinking her eyes.

Darong's mother choked for a moment. When she was thinking about how to answer, the third and fourth brothers came into the yard carrying a tape recorder.

"Hey, where did this tape recorder come from?" Darong's mother asked her two sons with a frown.

"It's borrowed. Xiao Ling's elder brother is getting married, and he lent us his newly bought tape recorder first." Sibei said as if it was a matter of course.

"Send it back to me. It's quite expensive. What if it gets damaged?"

When Darong's mother saw Sibei'er's expression, she was furious. This kid had never listened to her. He had broken up with Xiao Ling several times, and he never turned back. He was just taking advantage of Xiao Ling.

"Okay, okay. I knew you wouldn't be happy. I'll send it back this afternoon." Sibei responded nonchalantly.

"Wow, you bought roast chicken again?" The third brother was fiddling with the oil paper bag on the table, his eyes full of surprise.

"No one of you is allowed to grab it. This is for your sister. She lives far away. If you want to eat it, I'll go buy it another day. This is the last one we bought today. Otherwise, I can't just buy one back."

"Oh oh oh, no, no, give it to my eldest nephew." The third brother nodded quickly and looked at Darong's belly happily.

The interruption by the fourth brother and the third brother helped Darong's mother out of the dilemma. Darong was so hungry for the roast chicken that she didn't ask Darong's mother how she knew she was here.

In the past, Darong would never have eaten roast chicken by herself, but this time, maybe it was the glutton in her stomach that acted up, she actually ate the whole roast chicken.

"Hahaha, sister, you really can eat a lot. It's only a few hours now, and you've already eaten a whole chicken in one go."

Sibeier teased at Darong with a shocked look on his face.

Darong ate with great relish, and finally smiled with satisfaction. It seemed that this was the best and most comfortable meal she had had since she became pregnant.

Ever since Darong's mother came to see Zhong Yunxing in the morning, he has been thinking about moving and always looks absent-minded in the factory.

"Master Zhong, can you help me check my car? I always hear noises, but I don't know what's wrong with it."

When Zhong Yunxing was strolling in the second workshop, Hao Xiuyun called him from behind.

"Oh, okay!" After hearing this, Zhong Yunxing turned around and walked towards Hao Xiuyun's workstation.

Zhong Yunxing listened carefully for a while and found some small noise. He checked carefully following the sound and found that there was no big problem. He just tightened the screws and there was no noise.

"You have quite a sharp ear. We mechanics have to listen carefully to distinguish them."

After it was repaired, Zhong Yunxing laughed happily.

"Master Zhong has great skills. I can hear it clearly because I drive it every day."

While Hao Xiuyun was talking, she took out a piece of chocolate from her schoolbag and put it in Zhong Yunxing's pocket.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

"It's nothing, nothing, just thank you." After saying this, Hao Xiuyun turned around and continued to work.

Zhong Yunxing works as a mechanic in the factory. On weekdays, every workshop will give him some benefits. After all, if a car breaks down, the length of time required for repair will directly affect the day's output.

So for Zhong Yunxing, such small favors were commonplace. After saying thank you to Hao Xiuyun, he turned around and continued to walk around the workshop to inspect.