Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

Jia Dongxu walked into the courtyard holding the gatehouse and saw Yan Bugui arranging his flowers at the door.

Last night when he was kneeling and apologizing at the door of Yi Zhonghai's house, Yan Bugui also said a few good words to plead for him. Now he was too embarrassed to pretend not to see it and just walked past.

"Oh, Third Master, you're fiddling with this flower again. It didn't freeze to death, but you've tossed it to death."

Jia Dongxu was already in a bad mood, and now he had to talk to Yan Bugui. What he said was definitely unpleasant to hear.

"Pah, pah, pah, what are you talking about!"

Yan Bugui turned his head and glared at Jia Dongxu. "Let me tell you, there is a lot of knowledge in growing flowers. If you don't understand, don't talk nonsense. I can't explain it to you, a layman."

Jia Dongxu nodded, "Yes, yes, yes, you are an expert whether it's growing flowers or fishing."

As he spoke, Jia Dongxu limped and tried to walk towards the central courtyard.

Yan Bugui, who had just lowered his head, looked at Jia Dongxu again and made a "hmm" sound.

I thought to myself, isn't this kid a shabby person? Everyone in the compound knows that you can't mention fishing in front of Yan Bugui, so why is he bringing up something irrelevant?

"Dongxu, wait a minute, what's wrong with your leg?"

Yan Bugui was stunned for a moment, then he noticed that Jia Dongxu was limping, and hurried over to ask.

However, Yan Bugui was not concerned about Jia Dongxu, but was thinking about whether he could get some gossip from the other party.

"Correction, it's a foot, not a leg." Jia Dongxu glanced at Yan Bugui, "Then it's alright, Third Uncle, I'll go back first."

"Wait a minute, what's the hurry?"

Yan Bugui stopped Jia Dongxu again, adjusted his glasses, and said with a chuckle, "I'll correct it too. Call me Second Uncle from now on. Of course, it doesn't matter."

Without giving Jia Dongxu time to speak, Yan Bugui continued to ask: "By the way, Dongxu, what did your master Lao Yi say about that matter?"

Hearing Yan Bugui mention Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dong chuckled and became excited, and was no longer in a hurry to leave.

"You asked me about my master."

Jia Dongxu sighed slowly, then pondered for a while, whetting Yan Bugui's appetite before saying, "The factory has cleared my master's name. Now the people in the workshop are very respectful to my master. The workshop director even wanted to reward my master with 20 yuan at the meeting after get off work, but my master refused and gave it to everyone in exchange for tea."

"Oh, that's how it is......"

Yan Bugui was inevitably disappointed when he heard that Yi Zhonghai's reputation had not been damaged in the slightest.

He had a fight with Xu Damao, but he didn't hurt his opponent, but he lost a lot of money himself. It's hard not to feel bad about it.

Jia Dongxu laughed: "Why? What's the tone of your voice, Second Uncle? Can't you stand seeing others doing well?!"

"Hey, what are you talking about, kid? Do you think Yan Bugui is that kind of person?"

Yan Bugui waved his hand and said, "Really? What's wrong with you today? Let's go. I still have to take care of my flowers."

Seeing Yan Buguiqi leave, Jia Dongxu spat softly, muttered "what the hell", and continued to limp towards home.

Qin Huairu had just returned from the pool with a basin in her hand when she saw Jia Dongxu limping into the middle courtyard. She hurried over and held him with one hand.

"Dongxu, what's wrong with you? You were fine when you left this morning?" Qin Huairu frowned and asked with concern.

Jia Dongxu snorted unhappily, "I accidentally kicked a stone on the road. It's okay. I don't need your help."

After saying that, he limped into the house.

Qin Huairu felt aggrieved, but that was her position in the Jia family, so she could only sigh helplessly and followed him into the house.

"Dongxu, what's wrong with your foot? Is it getting worse again?" As soon as Jia Dongxu entered the room, Jia Zhang came up to him, squatted on the ground to check on him with concern, and then glared at Qin Huairu, "Don't you even support Dongxu?"

"Mom, it was Dongxu who didn't let me help."

After being yelled at by Jia Zhang, Qin Huairu felt even more aggrieved and was about to cry.

"Cry, cry, just cry. Hurry up and cook. Banggeng should finish his homework soon. How can he go without food?" Seeing Qin Huairu was about to wipe her tears again, Jia Zhang immediately scolded her.

Turning around, Jia Zhang immediately asked how the relationship between her son and Yi Zhonghai had improved today, as this was related to their family's food and clothing.

"Don't mention it. I acted like a grandson in front of him all day, but he didn't appreciate it at all. But when I called him Master, he didn't object anymore."

When Jia Zhang heard this, she quickly advised him, "It's okay, son. He didn't object to calling me Master today. This is progress. Take your time. Our family still depends on him."

"Depend on him? He will still have to rely on me to provide for his old age."

The more Jia Dongxu thought about it, the angrier he got. "One day, sooner or later, I will get everything that belongs to him."

Jia Zhang smacked her lips and said, "Okay, son, just keep it in mind. You can't just talk about this kind of thing casually. It will be bad if someone hears it."

Jia Dongxu glanced at the door guiltily, then lowered his voice and said, "Mom, you are right. For now, we have to cling to Yi Zhonghai and deal with him when he is old."

Jia Zhang took off her son's socks with concern and rubbed his slightly swollen feet: "What happened to the incident you mentioned yesterday, that Lao Yi was not welcomed in the workshop?"

Jia Dongxu recounted today's events to Jia Zhang with great excitement, and then expressed his feelings about how correct his decision was to go up and apologize last night.

Jia Zhang was also happy to hear this. As long as Yi Zhonghai had a high prestige in the factory, his son would be able to benefit from it. This was a good thing!

"No wonder his aunt bought so many vegetables this afternoon. It seems that she must have heard the news."

Jia Zhang nodded as she spoke, and then asked, "By the way, son, why didn't you come back with your master?"

When Jia Dongxu heard Mrs. Jia Zhang say that an old lady bought a lot of vegetables, he was wondering what was going on. Logically, the old lady didn't know what happened in the factory, so she didn't buy vegetables in advance to celebrate.

"My master said he was going to buy something and asked me to come back by myself."

"I see. It seems that the old Yi family has something going on today." Jia Zhang said thoughtfully, "Didn't he ask you to come over in the evening?"

Jia Dongxu shook his head gloomily: "Not only did he not call me, he also sent me away and went to buy it himself."

"How about this, son? Find an excuse to go over to their house when they're having dinner. I saw Auntie bought a lot of food, so there must be more than just the two of them. You can go and see who's there, and you can probably guess what's going on."

"Mom, this is not good. After all, the old man doesn't let me go with him when he buys things. Will he be unhappy if I do this?"

"You have to think of a better reason, otherwise it might really be bad."

Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and whispered in Jia Dongxu's ear, "Son, just say that your salt jar was knocked over and all the salt was spilled, and you want to borrow some salt. It's a reasonable reason at this late hour."

Jia Dongxu hesitated for a moment, but finally nodded.