Siheyuan: Happy Life of Jia Zhang Family

After Jia Dongxu entered the room, he saw Yi Zhonghai and his wife sitting on chairs chatting. "Master, Master's Wife," Jia Dongxu greeted them.

"Dongxu, are you feeling better now? Pneumonia is a disease like no other. You must be careful and don't rush to treat it." Liu Cuiping stood up, asked Jia Dongxu to sit down, and poured him a glass of water.

"I'm fine now, Master's wife. I went out for a run with Zhuzi after dinner last night. I'm really tired." Jia Dongxu replied and fell silent again.

"Dongxu, do you have anything to say?" Yi Zhonghai asked.

"Master, I feel sorry for you. I haven't learned anything over the years. I couldn't even pass the exam to become a second-level worker. I brought shame on you. You are at level eight. The leaders and other senior workers make fun of you because of me. You said you can't teach an apprentice," Jia Dongxu said with a little sob.

"Dongxu, why are we talking about this? Doesn't Dabiao want to change your job? Go ahead, it will be better for you to change the position. Don't consider me. I feel it's not good that I haven't trained you well all these years. Remember when Brother Youfu passed away, he entrusted you to me. I feel a little sorry for not training you well." Yi Zhonghai thought of his old friend and felt emotional, his eyes became a little red.

"Master, I don't want to work in the steel mill anymore. My seventh uncle saved a child a few days ago, do you remember? The night before last, Deputy Director Li and I brought the child's grandfather and father to see him to thank him. The child's grandmother is the personnel section chief of the Dongcheng Post Office. I am in the same ward with his wife this time. She promised to let me work in the Post and Telecommunications Bureau. It would be good for me to be a postman, delivering letters and so on, without having to use my brain. I may not be able to do brain-intensive work," Jia Dongxu said to Yi Zhonghai.

"The postman is a good person, but there is no one to protect you there. You have to work hard and can't be as careless as before." Yi Zhonghai had a good attitude. On the contrary, he gave Jia Dongxu a few instructions, which made Jia Dongxu feel even more guilty.

"Master, when I came here, I told my mother that I will definitely take care of you two as you are old. You two treat me no different than your own sons. Today I am telling you that although I am no longer in the steel mill, I must take care of your retirement," Jia Dongxu said, standing up.

"Dongxu, are you serious?" The Yi Zhonghai couple stood up. What had they been calculating all these years for? Wasn't it just to have someone to take care of them in their old age?

"Of course it's true. I had no future before. I didn't earn much by working alone, and I couldn't even support my wife, children, and mother. I didn't dare to tell you about such thoughts. Now Huairu is working, and my seventh uncle plans to let my mother work in the steel mill. In the future, there will be three people in our family working, and there should be no problem in life. That's why I dare to say this," Jia Dongxu said seriously.

"Dongxu, you don't have to spend money to support us in our old age. We have our own money, and your master's monthly salary is not small. We are just worried that we will get sick or encounter a disaster and no one will be around," said Liu Cuiping, grabbing Jia Dongxu's hand.

"Your master's wife is right, we have money," Yi Zhonghai also said.

"Is it okay to spend your money? That's not providing for my old age, that's living off my parents. People will laugh at me. Now it's okay, thanks to my seventh uncle. I originally wanted to provide for his old age, but he is five years younger than me and in better health than me, so he shouldn't need me," Jia Dongxu said self-deprecatingly.

"Da Biao doesn't need you to take care of him in his old age. He is in such good health." A long-lost smile appeared on Yi Zhonghai's face.

The three of them talked for a long time before Jia Dongxu left the Yi family.

"Old Yi, is what Dongxu said true?" Liu Cuiping asked Yi Zhonghai after Jia Dongxu left.

"It should be true. Don't we know his character yet?" Yi Zhonghai said with a sigh.

"Will Zhang Cuihua be willing?" Liu Cuiping asked Yi Zhonghai again.

"Cuiping, let me tell you, the smartest people in the world are widows. If she didn't have brains, how could Zhang Cuihua live to this day with a half-grown child? Even if Zhang Dabao didn't come, she would have lived better than most people. Dongxu takes care of us in our old age, so is there any loss for Zhang Cuihua? Not at all. Isn't Jia Dongxu his son too? After we die, to whom will the family business be inherited? It must be Dongxu. Wouldn't Zhang Cuihua have thought of this?" Yi Zhonghai asked his wife a few questions.

"Yes, her life is getting better and better since her brother came. Even if Zhang Dabao had not come to our hospital, she would have gotten better despite her difficulties in the past few years. Zhang Cuihua's IQ is above the average person." Liu Cuiping was convinced after listening to her husband's analysis.

"Where is the pillar?" Liu Cuiping asked Yi Zhonghai again.

"Wait a little longer, prepare the money and the letter, and find a chance to give them to him. You can tell him about the money and the letter in advance," Yi Zhonghai said after thinking for a while.

Closing his eyes, Yi Zhonghai began to think about He Yuzhu. Zhuzi's thoughts were different from those of normal people. Although he was also a kind-hearted person, he fell in love with Zhang Lianhua, who was also a widow, the younger sister of Zhang Cuihua and the older sister of Zhang Dabao. These were all smart people and he was no match for him.

Yi Zhonghai knows that sometimes people cannot catch two rabbits at the same time. If you do so, there is a high probability that you will not catch either one. People should not be too greedy.

Due to the difficult life, Qin Huairu has not been back to Qinjiagou for more than a year, and Jia Dongxu has not accompanied her back for almost five years. This time is different. Money is a man's courage. This sentence is too reasonable. With money, life will have hope, and life will become more optimistic and beautiful.

Today, Jia Dongxu borrowed Zhang Dabiao's bicycle and Huang Xinsheng's bicycle for Qin Huairu. He brought dried fish, bacon, two packs of snacks, and 30 yuan. He planned to go to Qinjiagou first, leaving 10 yuan for his parents-in-law, and when he passed by Zhangjia Village on the way back, he would go to the six uncles' houses in the village and sit for a while. He would give 3 yuan to each uncle, and give one more yuan to the uncle he ate at.

It would not be wrong to describe Jia Dongxu's mood as "full of joy and excitement". It was the first time that Jia Dongxu returned to the village so happily. He was about to go to the post office to work as a postman, and his mother was about to go to the steel mill to work as a worker. Life at home was getting better. Before leaving, his mother gave him 30 yuan, and when he borrowed a bicycle, his seventh uncle gave him and Qin Huairu 10 yuan each. With hope for the future and money in his pocket, his mood was naturally very different.

The spring planting work in the village has already begun. The main task now is to turn the soil. Jia Dongxu has done this work in Zhang Dabiao's cross-yard. It is very tiring. A good man can only work two mu of land a day. Everyone who has done this work in the village knows it. Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu came to the village and didn't meet many people. When they returned home, as expected, there was no one at home. His parents, brother and sister-in-law should all be working in the fields.

"Wait, should I go call them?" Qin Huairu said to Jia Dongyi.

"Can you go without waiting? You've come so far, where is the place? You can ride your bike to call them. Is it ten o'clock now? The sun hasn't risen to its highest yet. If you wait, you may have to wait for a long time." Jia Dongxu was exhausted. Who would have thought that riding a bicycle would be so tiring? Fortunately, each person had a bike. If he had brought Qin Huairu back with him, wouldn't he have been exhausted to death?

"Dongxu, you wait at the door for a while, sit on a rock and rest for a while, I'll go to the field to take a look." Qin Huairu also felt that Jia Dongxu was right. If they waited, it would take a long time, and she didn't know when they would come. She originally wanted to go to Zhangjia Village for dinner after finishing her business, but it seemed that she could not have dinner in Zhangjia Village, so she could only sit there for a while.

Qin Huairu naturally knew where the field was. When she arrived at the field, she saw her elder brother Qin Mingguang turning the soil.