Siheyuan: I have Lingquan Space and Bistro

At this time, Jia Dongxu didn't know that he was in trouble. He was still busy in the toilet in the park. There was a pungent smell in the toilet, but Jia Dongxu didn't care. There was a trace of fatigue on his face, but there was a firm light in his eyes. He knew that although his life was hard, he had to persevere.

His mother, Jia Zhang, was pestering Sha Zhu at this time. Jia Zhang stood at the factory gate, her eyes full of expectation and command. "Sha Zhu, come and help us dig the manure pit after get off work." Jia Zhang said to Sha Zhu in a commanding tone. Her voice was sharp and harsh, making people feel very uncomfortable.

Hearing what Jia Zhang said, Sha Zhu rolled his eyes. "Aunt Jia, why do you have a problem with the cesspool?" Sha Zhu strongly rejected it in his heart.

Aunt Jia, it's not that I don't want to dig the pit for you. I promised you at the beginning, but Uncle Yi told me not to help you, so I won't help you. " Sha Zhu's voice was a little low, with a hint of firmness.

Jia Zhang didn't care about that. She put her hands on her waist, her eyes wide open, staring at Sha Zhu. Her fat body was shaking slightly, like a volcano about to erupt. "Sha Zhu, I don't care! You promised our family that you would dig a manure pit for us, so you must do it for me." Jia Zhang's voice was sharp and piercing, echoing in the air.

After hearing this, Sha Zhu shook his head helplessly. A hint of hesitation flashed across his eyes, but was soon replaced by determination. "Aunt Jia, I have to listen to Uncle Yi. He doesn't care now, so I can't help you. I have to go to work, don't hold me back." Sha Zhu walked towards the factory while talking, his steps firm and hurried.

Jia Zhang was not willing to give up. She rushed forward and grabbed Sha Zhu's arm tightly. She was so strong that she seemed to want to crush Sha Zhu's arm. "Sha Zhu, but Yi Zhonghai said he doesn't care anymore. He doesn't care anymore. You have to help me." Jia Zhang's eyes were full of expectation and pleading.

Sha Zhu was so hurt by Jia Zhang's grip that he shook his arms vigorously, trying to break free from Jia Zhang's restraints. "Aunt Jia, stop holding me, I really have to go to work. Let's talk when I'm free." Sha Zhu's tone was filled with a hint of impatience.

When Jia Zhang heard Sha Zhu say that they would talk about it when they were free, she was immediately delighted. A smile appeared on her face, as if she saw hope. "Okay, I'll wait until you are free." Jia Zhang said loudly, her tone full of expectation.

Then, Jia Zhang turned around and left with a smile. Her steps were brisk, as if a heavy weight had been lifted off her shoulders. As she walked, she kept muttering, "Shazhu is a man with a conscience. When he's free, he should come and dig a manure pit for our family."

Sha Zhu looked at Jia Zhang's departing back, shook his head, turned and walked towards the factory.

When Jia Zhang returned to the park, her son Jia Dongxu had already cleaned the toilet. Jia Dongxu was wearing a worn-out gray work suit, and his face was covered in dust. His hair was wet, and he had obviously just worked up a sweat. His eyes revealed a hint of fatigue, but more of helplessness.

"Mom, you're back. How is it?" Jia Dongxu looked up at Jia Zhang and asked. His voice was a little hoarse, with a hint of expectation.

Jia Zhang put her hands behind her back and said with a smile, "It's done. Sha Zhu said he will come when he is free." Jia Dongxu smiled with satisfaction after hearing what his mother said. He nodded and said, "That's good, that's good. When Sha Zhu comes, our manure pit will be dug."