Siheyuan, my new life

Hearing what his mother Jia Zhang said, Jia Dongxu's fair face suddenly felt burning. Apparently, his mother Jia Zhang took all the nonsense he said when he drank cat urine at home seriously.

Jia Dongxu suppressed his embarrassment and coughed dryly, saying, "Mom, you don't understand the factory's affairs. It's not as easy as you say to become a disciple again. You should know that Yi Zhonghai will soon be promoted to the seventh-level fitter. Who among the old masters in the factory won't give him some face? If I propose to break up the master-disciple relationship with Yi Zhonghai, I'm afraid no one else will risk offending Yi Zhonghai and accept me as a disciple."

Jia Zhang opened her mouth and said after a while: "What should we do? If you lose your job, how will our family survive?"

Qin Huairu also stared at Jia Dongxu with her big watery eyes. She had ulterior motives and didn't want Jia Dongxu to fall out with Yi Zhonghai. After all, Yi Zhonghai was her big money bag. She had got thousands of dollars from Yi Zhonghai over the years. Although she would spend some money to buy gifts every time she went back to her parents' home, she secretly hid the bulk of the money.

Because Qin Huairu knew very well that no matter whether it was Jia Dongxu or Yi Zhonghai, or even that man, these men were unreliable. The most trustworthy thing was money. Only the money in one's own pocket was the most reliable.

Jia Dongxu pondered for a long time before speaking: "Mom, Huairu, I plan to prepare some wine and food to treat Yi Zhonghai and his wife to a meal to apologize. When the time comes, we can say more nice things, and I guess Yi Zhonghai will calm down. Huairu, go buy more pork tomorrow, prepare at least four dishes, and buy a bottle of Lianhua Bai."

Qin Huairu said with some embarrassment: "Dongxu, you gave me a total of 15 yuan for living expenses this month, and I spent more than 11 yuan just on buying food, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. The little money I have is not enough."

Before Jia Dongxu could speak, Jia Zhang said with a stern face: "Qin Huairu, you don't have to cry poor in front of me. I don't have any money. I think it's enough to buy half a pound of pork and stir-fry a few dishes. Why buy Lianhuabai? It's a waste to give that dead family a drink."

Jia Dongxu looked at his mother with a bit of a smile: "Mom, what time is it now and you are still like this? Others don't know whether you have money or not, don't I know? Not to mention my father's pension, even the three yuan I give you every month for retirement is not a small amount over the years. Think about it, if I really lose my job, our family will have no income. How long will the money you save be enough for? You can't just watch your family starve to death, right? By then, you will have that money and no one will take care of you in your old age."

Jia Zhang hesitated for a long time before stammering: "I can only give you 20 yuan at most, but Dongxu, you have to pay me back later."

Jia Dongxu nodded helplessly and agreed: "Okay, as long as I can pass this level, I will definitely get your money."

Jia Zhang walked slowly into the inner room, and after a long while she came back with two big black tens in her hand. She was very reluctant to hand them to her son, and kept reminding him: "Dongxu, this is my retirement money, you must pay it back to me in the future."

Jia Dongxu took the money out of Jia Zhang's hand with a little effort, then handed it to Qin Huairu and said, "Huairu, when you go to buy vegetables and meat tomorrow, don't be reluctant to spend money this time. You know, this is related to our family's future life."

Qin Huairu took the money and was about to speak when Yi Zhonghai's voice came from outside: "Zhu Zi, Yu Shui, let's go with the uncle and aunt to the old lady's house to eat roast duck."

The actions of several people in the Jia family were almost exactly the same. They all went to the window and looked out.

Yi Zhonghai was seen holding a large plate of delicious roast duck, and an aunt was holding eight steamed buns made of two-grain flour, and they were talking to Sha Zhu who was playing with his sister.

Even through the window, Jia Zhang seemed to be able to smell the aroma of the roast duck. She couldn't help swallowing her saliva and muttering in a dirty voice: "You damned bastard, you didn't give the roast duck to my grandson, but gave it to those two idiots who killed your own mother. No wonder you, Yi Zhonghai, can't have children. You deserve to be a bastard."

Looking at the fragrant roast duck in Yi Zhonghai's hand, Jia Dongxu couldn't help swallowing his saliva. He gently pushed his mother and said in a low voice: "Mom, please stop scolding me. If someone hears me, how can I get closer to Yi Zhonghai?"

He Yuzhu, who was playing with his sister, heard Yi Zhonghai's voice, raised his head and said with a smile: "Uncle, Aunt, you two haven't eaten yet? Yushui and I have already eaten, you should go and eat with the old lady."

He Yushui on the side also greeted Yi Zhonghai and his wife with a smile. To be honest, He Yushui really has no shortage of meat to eat now. He Daqing would bring back some meat dishes almost every day or two. In addition, He Daqing's cooking skills were absolutely impeccable. The dishes made in ordinary restaurants were not as delicious as his own.

Before Yi Zhonghai could say anything, an old lady came forward and pulled He Yushui and said, "You are growing up, so eating more meat is nutritious. Come on, Yushui, Zhuzi, let's go and eat roast duck with the old lady."

So Yi Zhonghai and his wife and He Yuzhu and his sister walked happily to the backyard.

Only when Yi Zhonghai and others were no longer visible did the Jia family members leave the window listlessly. Just now, even Banggeng was unusually honest and did not ask for roast duck. After all, his father Jia Dongxu had just scolded him. Banggeng knew that at home his grandmother and mother would never be willing to beat him, and only his father Jia Dongxu would beat him when he was angry.

The courtyard was relatively quiet today. None of the people who had gathered at the door of Liu Haizhong's house to curse yesterday evening showed up today. It was not because they had received compensation from Liu Haizhong's family, but because they happened to run into Liu Haizhong's wife at the Jiaodaokou police station this morning. So they surrounded her without saying a word, and demanded an explanation from her.

Such a big commotion would of course attract the attention of the police officers from the police station. After understanding the situation, the police officers severely reprimanded those people and told them clearly that their relatives were all over 18 years old and had full autonomy, and that the main culprit Liu Haizhong did not use any force to coerce their relatives to go with them. Therefore, they had no reason at all to ask for compensation from Liu Haizhong and Liu Haizhong's family. If they dared to harass Liu Haizhong's family again, the police station would deal with the participants depending on the circumstances after receiving the report.

In fact, the subdistrict office had organized legal publicity activities in various courtyards and slums in the jurisdiction many times before. However, the three uncles in charge of courtyard No. 95, out of their own little calculations, always had the third uncle Yan Bugui, a so-called intellectual, read out the publicity materials sent by his superiors at the whole courtyard meeting, and dealt with it hastily without seriously interpreting them. Therefore, the residents in courtyard No. 95 who could not read a few words were basically a group of legal illiterates. Even these uncles in charge had only a superficial understanding of the laws and regulations, otherwise they would not dare to always advocate "matters in the courtyard should be resolved within the courtyard."