Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

On the other side, in the factory director's office, Yang Youning and Chen Gong were also having a tense conversation.

"I'm afraid Director Zhang is behind Wang Fuhan's visit."

Yang Youning sighed, looking somewhat helpless.

"Yes, but we have nothing to fear as long as we do our job well." Chen Gong said firmly, with an unyielding light in his eyes.

In a corner of the steel mill, a small conflict was taking place.

Xu Damao stood outside the toilet, deliberately raising his voice and sneering at Sha Zhu who had just come out: "Hey, isn't this our big idiot? What, haven't you learned your lesson from the beating you got last time? Be careful, or you won't even be able to keep your job next time!"

When Sha Zhu heard this, he was furious and picked up the carrying pole beside him to rush over, but Xu Damao turned around and ran away like a cunning fox, leaving behind a string of smug laughter.

The people around were already used to this and just shook their heads and continued with their work.

Sha Zhu sighed, threw down his carrying pole, sat down on the stone steps next to him, and began to talk in detail: "Hey, don't mention it. What happened yesterday was purely impulsive. Secretary Wang insisted on changing the rules and touched the cheese of our old employees. I was so angry that I..." He didn't finish his words, but his meaning was clear.

"Are you okay? Secretary Wang is not someone you can easily mess with." Liu Lan asked worriedly.

Sha Zhu shook his head, a trace of confusion on his face: "It's strange, I thought I would suffer a great loss this time, but the factory just asked me to write a self-criticism and let me go. You say

, Is there something behind this that we don’t know?”

When Liu Lan heard this, her eyes became deep, and she lowered her voice and said, "Shazhu, you have been accidentally involved in the political struggle in the factory this time.

Secretary Wang represents the new forces and wants reform, but we old workers and the older generation like Uncle Yi are the representatives of the old forces.

The two sides are fighting fiercely now."

When Sha Zhu heard this, he was stunned for a long while, then smiled bitterly: "How can I, a mere warrior, understand all these twists and turns? So what should I do now?"

Liu Lan patted his shoulder and said earnestly, "You, think twice before you act in the future, and don't let others use you as a tool. As for now, you can only take one step at a time, try to remain neutral, and don't take sides easily."

On the other side, Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai slowly walked out of the hospital gate. Their steps were heavy and their faces were full of worry.

Qin Huairu spoke first.

Her voice was choked with sobs: "Uncle Yi, I've been fired. What should I do in the future? I still have three children and a sick mother-in-law waiting for me at home."

Yi Zhonghai also had a worried look on his face. He sighed, "Qin Huairu, isn't it the same for me? I lost my job and may even be sent to labor reform. I am in a difficult situation, so how can I care about you?"

Qin Huairu's eyes turned red when she heard this, and she almost cried: "Uncle Yi, you have always been the backbone of our family. You have to think of a way. I can't live without this job. My family really can't do without me."

Yi Zhonghai felt mixed emotions. He wanted to help, but the reality made him powerless. He could only say vaguely, "Qin Huairu, don't worry. Let's go home first and then slowly think of a solution.

Things will work out when the time comes, so just take it one step at a time."

The two walked silently, and everything around them seemed to have nothing to do with them. Qin Huairu's heart was full of despair, she didn't know what was waiting for her in the future; while Yi Zhonghai was full of helplessness and confusion, he had devoted his whole life to the steel mill, but now he ended up like this.

"Master Yi, why are you here?" There was a hint of surprise in Qin Huairu's voice. She didn't expect to meet Yi Zhonghai, the good guy in the factory, here.

Yi Zhonghai stopped and looked at Qin Huairu with complicated eyes, then sighed: "Qin Huairu, I heard about you. This world is difficult."

Qin Huairu forced a bitter smile: "Yes, Master Yi, I'm still strong, and I'm thinking of having another child, maybe so I can have someone to rely on." There was an imperceptible expectation in her words, trying to use childbirth to consolidate her position in this city.

Yi Zhonghai frowned upon hearing this: "Qin Huairu, with your body, I'm afraid..." He hesitated, but finally couldn't help but remind her, "The matter of having children is not trivial, you have to think about it carefully."

Qin Huairu's heart tightened, but she still pretended to be strong on the surface: "Master Yi, don't worry, I know what to do. It's just that this world is difficult, and having more children means having more options."

Yi Zhonghai was silent for a moment, feeling mixed emotions. He knew how difficult it was for Qin Huairu, and he also understood his own helplessness as an elder. Finally, he sighed.

He took a breath and said, "Qin Huairu, I appreciate your kindness. However, this matter still needs to be considered in the long run."

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai's attitude had softened, Qin Huairu quickly struck while the iron was hot: "Master Yi, I have an idea. Why not let Xiao Huaihua recognize you as her godfather? This way, our two families will have a deeper bond, and the children will have someone to take care of them in the future."

Yi Zhonghai heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and then he fell into deep thought. He also wanted to have a warm family and a descendant who could inherit his bloodline, but reality was always so cruel.

Finally, he nodded: "Qin Huairu, I need to think about this matter carefully, but your suggestion is a good idea."

At this moment, the sound of children playing came from afar. Qin Huairu looked in the direction of the sound and saw Banggeng and Xiaodang walking towards her, covered in dust and looking tired. Her heart suddenly tightened and she quickly walked over to them.

"Mom!" When the children saw Qin Huairu, a hint of surprise flashed in their eyes, but then they lowered their heads, not daring to look her in the eye.

Qin Huairu squatted down and stroked the children's cheeks distressedly: "Why did you get so dirty? Didn't grandma take good care of you?"

Xiao Dang pouted in grievance: "Grandma always said that our family was poor and wouldn't let us eat or wear good clothes."

Qin Huairu's eyes were moist. She hugged the children tightly, and an unprecedented anger and determination surged in her heart: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, and I won't let you suffer any more injustices in the future."

As night fell, Qin Huairu took her children on the way home, feeling both helpless about the reality and determined about the future.

The children took out a few candy balls from their pockets and handed them to her carefully: "Mom, these are what we hid secretly. Here are some for you."

With a bit of sobs, Xiaodang raised his head, looked at his mother with his clear eyes, nodded gently, and clenched his little hands even tighter.

Yi Zhonghai stood not far away, looking at this scene, and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

The bond of blood, no matter how difficult it is, can keep a family closely connected. But then, his brows slightly frowned, and his eyes fell on Bang Geng.