Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Guo Da Piezi nodded. Since Yi Zhonghai had agreed to take care of the old woman, Guo Da Piezi was naturally happy to do a favor. Guo Da Piezi patted Yi Zhonghai on the shoulder and said, "Okay, Lao Yi. Now that we've come to this point, I don't have much to say. You can take care of the old woman."

Yi Zhonghai nodded with a smile, thought for a moment and said, "Director, Jia Dongxu is going to have a funeral these days, I have to ask his mother for a few days off to finish the funeral." Guo Da Pizi nodded with a smile, there was no need to tear his face with Yi Zhonghai over such a matter. After all, it was human nature, so he nodded and said he understood, and Yi Zhonghai took Jia Zhang back to the courtyard.

After Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhang left, a worker who was familiar with Guo Dapiezi asked, "Hey, director, who was that fat old lady just now? Why did she eat so much? Is she Yi Zhonghai's wife?" Guo Dapiezi said speechlessly, "Okay, don't you have your own things to do? Go and take care of your own things."

Wang Gouzi nodded with a smile and said curiously, "Hey, Director Guo, I'm just curious. Master Yi's wife is quite fat. She is worthy of being the wife of an eighth-level fitter." Guo Dapiezi pouted and said, "That's not Yi Zhonghai's wife, she is Jia Dongxu's mother?"

Several workers around were also subconsciously stunned for a moment. Wang Gouzi said directly, "Hey, Director Guo, you are kidding. Jia Dongxu is just an ordinary first-level fitter. How can his mother be so fat? These days, most people are very thin. Some elderly men are even thinner, like skin and bones."

Guo Da Piezi curled his lips and said, "You guys don't believe it? I can't help it. But that is indeed Jia Dongxu's mother, who came to our steel mill to inherit Jia Dongxu's job." Wang Gouzi curled his lips and said, "Director, you are joking. That old lady is as fat as a pig. Can she bear the work in the workshop of our steel mill?"

Guo Dapiezi snorted coldly and said, "Do I really have to joke with you about this matter? But this matter is true. He is just taking over the shift at our steel mill for a few months. Jia Dongxu's wife is about to give birth. After Jia Dongxu's wife gives birth, she will take over Jia Dongxu's shift."

Wang Gouzi thought it was normal and nodded with a smile. A worker who had seen Jia Dongxu's wife said with a smile, "Hey, guys, don't think Jia Dongxu is a coward, but Jia Dongxu's wife is like a fairy."

Wang Gouzi curled his lips and said, "Hey, what are you talking about? Jia Dongxu is such a loser, how can his wife be that pretty? Gao Daguai, have you never seen a woman before? You think Zhu Bajie is like Chang'e."

Gao Daguai's face darkened, and he glared at Wang Gouzi coldly and said, "Bullshit, you have no aesthetic taste. I have seen Jia Dongxu's wife with my own eyes, and she is much prettier. She is almost the same as Director He's wife, and she is so beautiful."

When Gao Daguai thought of this, he swallowed his saliva. Wang Gouzi curled his lips and wanted to continue to debate with Gao Daguo. But Guo Dapiezi next to him snorted coldly and said, "Are you guys done yet? Do you really think today's task is a bit too easy? Hurry up and work. If you keep talking, be careful that I will deal with you bastards."

The workers who were playing just now were busy with their own things with a smile on their faces. Guo Dapiezi shook his head speechlessly, thinking that he, the workshop director, was really too kind. These workers dared to be so casual with him. But is Jia Dongxu's wife really beautiful? Guo Dapiezi decided to wait until Jia Dongxu's wife took over to take a look.

If Jia Dongxu's wife is really very beautiful, then don't blame Guo Dapiaozi for being disloyal. Guo Dapiaozi likes to help others the most. Anyway, Jia Dongxu is dead now, so it is his duty to help the widow of his co-worker. How can a capable man in this day and age not have a few women around him?

Liu Guangtian and his brother finally arrived at Jiajia Village. There were several militiamen at the entrance of Jiajia Village. The militiamen pointed their red tasseled guns at Liu Guangtian and his brother and said, "Where are you from? What do you want to do in our Jiajia Village?" Liu Guangtian and his brother were now exhausted and said with a pale face, "We two brothers are here to report the news. The son of Jia Dade in your village died yesterday."

The two militiamen looked at each other in bewilderment, unable to remember who this Jia Dade was. An elderly villager happened to come over at this time, so the two militiamen quickly called the elderly villager over and asked, "Hey, Third Uncle, do you know if there is a person named Jia Dade in our village? These two comrades said that Jia Dade's son died, and they came to our village to report the death."

The older villager patted his head and thought about it. After thinking for about ten minutes, he suddenly realized and said, "Oh, I remember now. He is your uncle Dafa's younger brother. His younger brother is called Jia Dade. A few years ago, a fat old lady brought a young man to our Jiajia Village to cause trouble. You two still remember this incident, right?"

The two militiamen nodded naturally. They knew about this. The man called Uncle San smiled and said, "It's probably that young man who died. Didn't the fat old lady get beaten up by the people in Jiajia Village? Come on, you two boys, come with me. They have two uncles in their family. Ask them if they are willing to go to Sijiucheng with you, but I think it's unlikely."

Liu Guangtian was older after all, so he respectfully asked the old man, "Comrade, what is going on here? Can you tell us about it?"