Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

Lou Zhenghua looked at his daughter with regret at this time, and thought of Zhang Xingwang's master who was still in secret, which also made him feel a headache. However, it seemed that this crisis could be solved with some sacrifice, and there would not be any major conflict, so he was in a very good mood.

After all, as a man of such a large family and wealth, it is better for him to seek stability. This is not like a business war. The other party is just a barefoot man, so it is really not worthwhile to compete with him to see who has a tougher life.

And I don’t know if this young man is patient or really stupid. I made a tentative offer before, but he didn’t respond.

It is indeed very difficult to conduct business negotiations with rough people. Not only are they unrefined, but their business capabilities are also terrible. It is okay for you to ask for a high price, at least state the conditions before we talk.

What does it mean that you didn't say anything after waiting for such a long time? I looked at Qu Dabao and saw the helplessness of "a scholar meeting a soldier" in each other's eyes.

Zhang Xingwang had no intention of rowing at the moment. He said hello to the old man who rented the boat, walked around casually, and then returned to the yard with a depressed look on his face.

It was already afternoon when we returned to the courtyard. The propaganda team of the courtyard had moved back to the middle courtyard. After all, the middle courtyard was much bigger than the backyard, so the fourth sister didn't have to go out. She could hear people talking in the courtyard clearly at home.

The weather in early December was already very cold. The central courtyard was large and sunny, so everyone gathered together under the sun, doing sewing and mending work with their hands and chatting about random things, but there was nothing new and the atmosphere was obviously not very good.

But this time, not only did the aunt return to the team, but Jia Zhang also integrated into the group of aunts, sewing the soles of shoes and chatting with everyone.

But the tone is rather stiff, not as professional as when he is scolding someone, and he occasionally mutters a few words under his breath, which doesn't seem too incongruous at first glance.

Zhang Xingwang overheard a few words when he passed by, and for a long time they were still talking about the same old trivial things. How could that work? It seemed that he had to create gossip himself. These aunts were just spreading it for the sake of getting by, and even if they were added together, they might not be as good as Liu Lan.

He quickly went home, put down his bicycle, picked up the bricks and went over. He distributed some melon seeds to everyone and joined in. When the aunts saw him joining, they felt like they had found a backbone and immediately became more energetic.

Zhang Xingwang was just unhappy today, so he thought that making things difficult for Yi Zhonghai would help divert his attention and make himself happy at the same time.

But after seeing Jia Zhang, he remembered Jia Dongxu's arrogant look when he came back the day before yesterday and ignored him. He immediately became angry and started to talk to Jia Zhang:

"Aunt Jia, your daughter-in-law is about to give birth. To be fair, I think you are the greatest contributor to the Jia family."

As expected, as soon as these words were spoken, they instantly attracted the attention of all the aunts. Even the eldest aunt stopped mending clothes for Yi Tian, ​​waiting for Zhang Xingwang's second half of the sentence.

As for Jia Zhang, she was even more proud. She couldn't hide the smile on her face. She pointed at Zhang Xingwang and looked like she was telling the truth and there was nothing she could do to him.

I felt that although this boy was a bit of a chatterbox, he was actually a sensible person, so I motioned for him to continue talking.

Zhang Xingwang looked at everyone's reactions and felt very satisfied. He slowly said as everyone looked at him eagerly:

"Aunt Jia is also a ruthless person. Just think about it, she was able to raise her son to this age, marry him off, and give birth to a grandson. It's really not easy for a woman to do all these."

After hearing this, although everyone felt it was a bit strange, most of them nodded in agreement and echoed it.

Zhang Xingwang continued to say:

"Think about it. Aunt Jia, let alone anything else, has ever felt sorry for Uncle Jia. I dare say that Aunt Jia has made an indelible contribution to the Jia family's having a grandson like Banggeng. Over the years, how many orphans and widows have lived like Aunt Jia? Even if Uncle Jia were still alive, it would not be more than this. Let's all give Aunt Jia a thumbs up first."

After listening to it, everyone thought about it carefully and realized that it was indeed correct. Except for the old lady, everyone else applauded sparsely.

Seeing the smiling Jia Zhang, Zhang Xingwang returned to his main topic, highlighted the key points, and made a sincere gesture, and said to Jia Zhang seriously:

"But Aunt Jia, I still have to say a few words to you. Even though Brother Dongxu is married and has a child now, you can't relax. You have to get him back on track.

You see, he is now a father of two children, and he has Yi Zhonghai and you to take care of him in his old age. I heard that he has only been rated as a second-level worker after working for so many years, but he still has time to wander around during normal times. The worst thing is that he can even sleep in on his days off. How can this be possible?

He has absolutely no ambition at all. His master is already an eighth-level worker, and he has elderly and young children at home, and his wife is about to give birth. How can he be relied on if he is so lazy all day long? "

The aunt beside him nodded in agreement. Jia Dongxu really had no ambition, and he secretly looked at Jia Zhangshi.

Thinking about what Zhang Xingwang said about someone else's son, given Jia Zhang's personality, she was afraid that there would be another quarrel, and maybe even his new shoes would be taken away.

But after hearing this, Jia Zhang thought about her own retirement problems and the fact that her family was about to have a baby, and she immediately felt that Zhang Xingwang was right. Her son was indeed a little lacking in ambition. She immediately responded:

"Chatterbox... um... Xingwang, auntie thinks you are absolutely right."

After waiting for a long time, Zhang Xingwang still had no further news. He became anxious and asked again:

"Xingwang, please tell me about it. You know the situation of my family. Although your brother Dongxu doesn't have any great ability, he listens to me. If your brother Dongxu can become a better person, I will thank you very much..."

Zhang Xingwang was waiting for this sentence. He immediately sat up straight and started chatting with Jia Zhang:

"Aunt Jia, please don't let Brother Dongxu know that it was me who said that. Brother Dongxu's situation depends on you, you have to supervise him.

After he comes back and has dinner, he should start learning. His master lives so close, so let him go to his master for advice. Don't just sit around at home after dinner. He should work overtime on his days off.

Only in this way can you learn skills and improve your work level. It won't be a big deal for young people to sleep less. It won't make them die of exhaustion. Anyway, if they are tired, they can get their strength back after a good night's sleep.

You have to consider his future. As the old saying goes, a loving mother often spoils her son. You have to be ruthless and ruthless. If he doesn't study and work overtime, you have to punish him. Only in this way can he have a promising future. Otherwise, Brother Dongxu will be useless. What if Brother Dongxu evaluates you as an eighth-level worker in the future? That would be..."

Jia Zhang nodded repeatedly after listening to this. After thinking for a long time, she felt that what Zhang Xingwang said was correct. She could not spoil her son. This was all for his good. When she was old and could not sew the soles of shoes, she would have to rely on her son.

If my son really gets stronger, then my quality of life will improve dramatically, and I can then retire with honor.

Then he solemnly thanked Zhang Xingwang, took the shoe soles and quickly returned to the house, leaving the aunts looking at each other in bewilderment.