Siheyuan: How the Little People Live

Office of the Publicity Department of Red Star Steel Rolling Mill.

Because I am not worried about my cousin at all. As for what happened in the workshop, I can just let my cousin tell me in the evening. He doesn't want to go there anyway.

Jia Dongxu’s death was a big deal, but it was a small matter for the factory.

The worst that could happen to the factory is that they would have to pay some compensation and give a work target as a replacement.

But for the Jia family, it was like a bolt from the blue. Ye Wenwu already knew what the scene would be like when Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu heard that their son and husband had died in the factory.

You should know that Jia Dongxu's father, Lao Jia, died early, and he was raised with great difficulty by his mother, Jia Zhang. Jia Zhang had high hopes for Jia Dongxu, and was counting on her son to take care of her in her old age and see her to the end of her life, but she never expected that she would end up sending her son to his grave.

This was also a bolt from the blue for Qin Huairu. Although Jia Dongxu was a mama's boy and liked to beat and scold her, Jia Dongxu was still the pillar of the Jia family after all. With her husband at home, the pressure would not fall on her all at once.

"Jia Dongxu's death put a lot of pressure on the Jia family. If Jia Dongxu had been alive, Shazhu in the original novel would never have been single for his whole life."

Ye Wenwu sighed, turned around and asked Xu Ying who was reading the newspaper:

"What do you think people are supposed to do in this life?"

"What? Of course I'm working. Are you okay?"

Faced with Ye Wenwu's sudden words, Xu Ying said that she felt she was used to it.

Ye Wenwu was a little speechless. This silly girl was obviously a top student who graduated from Yanjing University. How could she have no ambition at all? She only knew how to read newspapers all day long. She couldn't have some dreams.

"I said, you just read the newspaper all day long. After all, you are a top student who graduated from Yanjing University. Can't you have a little dream?"

"dream?"

Only then did Xu Ying stop flipping the pages in her hands and murmured.

"Why should I have dreams? I have enough food, water, and clothes. I also have work. Why should I have dreams?"

When Ye Wenwu saw Xu Ying looking at him strangely, he silently swallowed the words in his mouth.

He is a genuine second-generation red. He doesn't even need to work hard, but he has already reached a position that others may not be able to reach even if they work hard for their entire lives.

He felt like he didn't want to talk to Xu Ying anymore. This was too much of a dimensionality reduction attack.

"Why are you silent? Why do you have to have a dream? What is your dream?"

Xu Ying was also curious about Ye Wenwu. Seeing Ye Wenwu lowering his head silently, she thought he was embarrassed to talk about his dream.

At this time, Ye Wenwu felt that he had brought it upon himself and was shooting himself in the foot.

What is his dream? His dream is to reach Xu Ying's position, but she was born with it.

"I don't want to talk to you. Just read your own newspaper."

"You're such a weird person. You're the one who started the topic, but you don't want to talk to others. How boring."

Xu Ying glared at Ye Wenwu fiercely, then began to fiddle with the newspaper in her hand.

. . . . . .

Red Star Courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai's eldest disciple Zhao Da ran into the alley and asked several families before he found out where the Red Star Courtyard was.

When he saw the yard of No. 95 at the door, he rushed in stupidly.

His master Yi Zhonghai said that the Jia family lived in the west wing of the central courtyard of their Hongxing Siheyuan, so Zhao Da did not even stay in the front yard and rushed to the west wing of the central courtyard.

Seeing an old lady sitting at the door of the west wing of the central courtyard sewing shoe soles, some speculated that this might be the Jia Dongxu mentioned by his master Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu's mother.

He ran over quickly and came in front of Jia Zhang.

"Excuse me, is this Jia Zhang?"

When the old lady saw the strange man in the yard and saw him running towards her with a shoe sole in his hand at the door, she was secretly surprised.

Especially when she heard this strange man looking for her, her eyes suddenly became alert.

"What do you want to do with Jia Zhang?"

Seeing that the old lady did not answer that she was Jia Zhang, Zhao Da thought he had found the wrong person. However, he also thought that this person must be from the courtyard and must know which side the Jia family was on, so he quickly said:

"I'm here to look for Jia Zhang from the Jia family. Her son Jia Dongxu died in the factory."

Jia Zhang thought that this person wanted to talk to her about something, but she didn't expect that he would curse her son to death as soon as he spoke.

You have to know that her son Jia Dongxu is a taboo in her heart. A stranger from the outer courtyard actually ran up to her and said that her son was dead. With her personality, how could she bear it?

Jia Zhang threw down her shoes and rushed towards the strange man with red eyes, shouting:

"You little beast, you actually came to me and cursed my son to death. Your son is dead! Your whole family is dead, all dead, extinct, extinct."

Jia Zhang's fat body burst out at a speed that was inconsistent with her body. Her long nails brushed a few times and left several blood marks on Zhao Da's face.

Uncle Zhao didn't expect that the old lady in front of him would suddenly launch a sneak attack on him. He was caught off guard and was stabbed several times on the face.

When he finally reacted and saw the fat body right in front of him, he kicked it out of reflex.

"Are you looking for death?"

Hearing the old lady saying that all her family members were dead, Zhao Da, who had a bad temper, could not tolerate this old lady insulting his whole family.

He sold her directly, picked up Jia Zhang, and slapped her on the mouth continuously.

"I told you to curse my whole family. Who do you think you are? I'm telling you, that little bastard Jia Dongxu is dead. Do you think I'm still afraid of you, an old lady? You think you still have a son? I think your family is in danger of extinction."

Jia Zhang didn't expect that the strange man in front of him was so strong. He was kicked so hard that he almost fainted. Then the pain gradually disappeared. When he came to his senses, he had been picked up by the strange man in front of him, and he was slapping himself in the mouth.

"Let me go."

Jia Zhang grabbed the other person's arm with both hands, wanting to scratch him a few more times, and made unclear remarks.

Seeing that Jia Zhang was still trying to scratch him, and feeling the burning pain on his face, he let go.

Jia Zhangshi did not expect that the other party would suddenly let go of him. She wanted to grab his arms with both hands, but failed. She fell to the ground on her back with a thump.

Zhao Da felt unsatisfied, so he kicked Jia Zhang hard a few more times.

"Pfft, what the hell is that?"

"I'm telling you, your son is dead. Go and collect his body."

After Zhao Da finished speaking, he walked out of the yard without looking back.