Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Qin Huairu walked out of the door, squatted on the ground, covered her face and cried. As a woman, it was really unbearable to live like this.

Her husband is no longer capable and the family depends entirely on her, yet her mother-in-law is still suspicious of her.

Work is tiring, doing housework is tiring, and the heart is even more tired.

Qin Huairu, Qin Huairu, how did you end up like this? It would have been better if you had stayed in the countryside.

"Wuwuwu..." Qin Huairu cried more and more sadly. "Sister Qin, why are you crying?"

He Yuzhu came over, feeling distressed. "Sister is fine, Shazhu, go and have a rest."

"Sister Qin, tell me if you have anything to say. With me here, you have nothing to fear!" He Yuzhu suddenly grabbed Qin Huairu's hand.

"Silly Zhu. You are shameless, get out of here!" Jia Zhang pushed open the door and roared at He Yuzhu.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, misunderstanding! I'm leaving now!" He Yuzhu let go of Qin Huairu's hand and hurried back to the room.

Qin Huairu said nothing and looked extremely ugly.

I never expected that this scene would be seen by my mother-in-law. The yellow mud smeared into the crotch of my pants would be shit if it wasn't shit.

"Huai Ru, if you dare to do this again, I will tell Dong Xu and see how he will deal with you."

"Mom, it's not what you think."

"Humph, you've already done it, what else do you want? Do you want to sleep with that idiot?"

"I...I didn't!" "Shame on you!"

In the next few days, Qin Huairu no longer dared to contact Sha Zhu in the yard, and just took the lunch box and left.

Of course, they could talk more in the factory. However, the relationship between the two of them became more distant. This made He Yuzhu very anxious. He wanted to get close to Qin Huairu, but he had to be wary of Jia Dongxu.

This feeling of being unable to get close, yet wanting her even if he doesn't get close, makes He Yuzhu unable to stop.

Now, his heart and eyes are full of the young widow Qin Huairu. No, to be precise, Qin Huairu is a widow in living hell.

On Saturday, Qin Huairu secretly went to the hospital alone and had an IUD inserted.

At this time, Jia Dongxu's mind was not on Qin Huairu, he was concerned about his own body.

I have been losing my beard every day for the past month. My sparse, greasy beard is almost completely gone.

In addition, the voice became more and more sinister, neither male nor female.

Summer. Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye.

Although Jia Dongxu became androgynous, his temper became more and more violent and he would get angry at the slightest provocation.

Qin Huairu and Banggeng became the targets of his anger.

He was suspicious of Qin Huairu all day long, always suspecting that Qin Huairu was cheating on him.

Qin Huairu's reputation is indeed not very good.

Because of the heavy family burden, Qin Huairu was often taken advantage of by her coworkers for a meal or even a steamed bun.

In the factory, there are many unmarried older men, and many of them have feelings for Qin Huairu.

As time went by, it was inevitable that some rumors would spread to the courtyard, and Jia Dongxu had heard some of them.

Jia Dongxu had no idea what to do about this. He couldn't take care of himself, and couldn't even be humane. He had to rely on Qin Huairu for both life and money.

Therefore, Jia Dongxu would not get angry with Qin Huairu unless he could not help it and would only scold her.

Banggeng is more miserable. He can feel his father's heavy love every other day.

The eight or nine-year-old child has been shrouded in the terrifying shadow of his father for a long time, and his mentality is somewhat distorted.

Originally, Banggeng was rather stupid and a poor student, but he used to study quite seriously.

Now Jia Zhang has to take care of the younger one, Jia Dongxu doesn't care about Banggeng's studies at all, and Qin Huairu has no time.

This directly led to Banggeng's studies being completely abandoned. "Brother Mu, I'm taking Pingxin to the Children's Palace." "Go ahead."

After breakfast, Chen Xueru said goodbye and left with her daughter.

Some time ago, Yang Muzi and Cheng Xueru took the children to the Children's Palace to play, and Yang Pingxin became fascinated with painting there.

From then on, we went to the Children's Palace every Sunday, sometimes with Yang Muzi, sometimes with Chen Xueru.

On the other side, Yang Ping'an had dinner and took his two younger brothers out to play.

The children were all grown up and Yang Muzi no longer needed to worry about them. He was now completely free.

I spend most of my time in the courtyard and have less time to go out and walk the birds.

After the famine years, collecting is not as easy as before. Sometimes you may not get anything after a whole day of wandering around.

Therefore, Yang Muzi went treasure hunting relatively less frequently, only once or twice a week.

Once people have free time, they are still quite bored, so it is better to find something to do.

However, at this time, Yang Muzi couldn't think of anything to do.

Business is not going well now, and there are only two choices for work: either work as a worker in a factory or work in an office to get by.

But Yang Muzi doesn't like either of these two.

Working in the factory is too tiring, at least ten hours a day, with only one day off a week. If there is too much work, you have to work overtime. It is much more horrible than the 996 work in later generations.

Although being a worker in this era is glorious, it is really tiring.

Everyone who works in the company works in a public institution, and Yang Muzi is too lazy to deal with all the social etiquette.

"Life is so lonely." Yang Muzi lay flat on the recliner, feeling a little emotional.

Calculating the time, it has been ten years since he traveled to the Siheyuan, and he is thirty years old now.

Sadly, he discovered that in the past ten years, apart from collecting some antiques, he really didn't do any serious work.

Of course, in the eyes of others, collecting antiques is not a serious matter.

"Muzi, didn't you go out for a walk?"

"Sister Bai, Tianci, you are here." "Hello, Uncle Yang."

Bai Yulan brought Bai Tianci over. Yang Muzi sat up from the recliner. Bai Tianci greeted him politely.

At this time, Bai Tianci was already a grown man, with a gentle appearance and a bit shy.

I remember when I first came here, Bai Tianci was only in the first grade. His growth is the best testimony to the passage of time.

Not long ago, Bai Tianci's sister Bai Xiaoya was sent back to Baoding. Bai Yulan found a husband for her in her hometown. If she went back, it would be more convenient for her to take care of the elderly at home.

Bai Tianci was kept by her side as her only son, and Bai Yulan wanted him to settle down in the capital.

"Tianci, come and sit down, you have grown taller again, haha."

Bai Tianci and his mother were sitting beside them, and Bai Yulan said, "Muzi, Sister Bai wants your help with something."

"What's up?"

"That's right. Tianci has graduated from junior high school for two years. He is an adult now. It's not a good thing for him to stay idle at home all the time. You know a lot of people on the ground. See if you can ask someone to find a job for Tianci."

Speaking of this, Bai Yulan felt a little embarrassed.

Ever since the public-private partnership, jobs in factories have been assigned to specific people.

It is very difficult for young people to get a job, so Tianci was originally supposed to follow He Daqing to the cafeteria.

But He Daqing used many connections to get it done but failed. He had no other choice but to find Yang Muzi.

Yang Muzi smiled: "Sister Bai, this is a small matter, leave it to me. By the way, Tianci, what kind of job do you want to do?"

Bai Yulan smiled bitterly and said, "Muzi, these days people are chosen by their jobs. No one can choose jobs. It doesn't matter what job it is, as long as the child can have a meal."

"Hey~~Sister Bai, that's not right. The child is not young anymore and has his own opinions. He should make the decision on this matter.

Tianci, tell Uncle Yang, what do you want to do?" "I want to be a fitter!" "Good boy, you have a promising future!" Yang Muzi smiled and nodded. Tianci's ideals are very ambitious.

Don't underestimate fitter. Among all types of jobs, fitter has the most promising job.

Not only is the salary high, but becoming an excellent fitter can also help you get along well in the factory and the yard. Uncle Yi is an example.

Bai Tianci lived in Siheyuan for ten years and was greatly influenced by this aspect.

Therefore, it is easy to understand why one aspires to become a fitter.

Of course, the better the job, the more serious the internal competition is. Everyone is scrambling to become a fitter, so being a fitter is naturally very difficult.

"Kid, you really don't know your place. You think it's so easy to get into a machinist's workshop?" Bai Yulan scolded.

"Sister Bai, it's okay. Leave it to me. I will make sure Tianci can become a fitter."

"Really!" Bai Yulan was overjoyed after hearing Yang Muzi's words.

She said that she didn't want Tianci to be a fitter, but if Tianci really became a fitter, she would be happier than anyone else.

"Of course. Tomorrow is Monday. I will take Tianci to the steel mill early in the morning."

"Thank you, Uncle Yang." Bai Tianci was very happy.

Yang Muzi waved her hand nonchalantly, and the mother and son left. Yang Muzi continued to bask in the sun. He didn't take the work arrangement too seriously.

Just kidding, his elder brother is the director of the steel rolling mill, so arranging a fitter for him is a piece of cake.

Early the next morning.

“Shake it!”

"Ding Dong~~~~ Congratulations to the host, you have obtained the god-level machinist skill." Machinist skill?

Yang Muzi was stunned. He had the skills and he didn't work as a fitter. He would never be a fitter in his life. What was the use of having these fitter skills? Could it be that he was sending Tianci to a fitter workshop?

Get up. Yang Muzi yawned and got up to wash up.

While he was brushing his teeth, Bai Tianci had already arrived and was waiting for him at the door, but he didn't dare to go in.

"Morning, Uncle Yang."

"It's so early, have you eaten yet?" "Yes."

I greeted Bai Tianci and got up early today because I had to go to the steel mill.

"Tianci, wash the bikes. We'll ride them to the factory later."

"Okay!"

"Uncle Yang, let me ride you later." "Can you?"

"Yes, of course." "Okay!"

After dinner, the workers all went back to work.

Bai Tianci rode a bicycle and took Yang Muzi to the steel mill.

The steel mill is very close, less than 20 minutes' walk or a few minutes' bike ride.

After getting off the bicycles, Yang Muzi took Bai Tianci and walked towards the gate.

"stop!"

Uncle Zhao, the gatekeeper, ran out of the message room and stopped Yang Muzi.

"What are you doing? What are you doing? This is a restricted area of ​​the factory. No one is allowed to enter."

Uncle Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, looking very stylish. If you didn't know him, you would think he was a county party committee leader. The steel mill is a key state-supported unit.

Those who currently work here are considered to be public servants. Even though they are just gatekeepers, they have a lot of power.

No one cares except the factory leaders.

Of course, this is the case for everyone working in public institutions these days, which is also the reason why Yang Muzi is unwilling to work in a public institution.

"We're looking for someone."

"Looking for someone? Who? It's office hours now. No outsiders are allowed. Go, go, go!"

Uncle Zhao was about to shoo them away. "Let's go find Director Yang."