1959Siheyuan, a Turnaround

Qin Huairu begged desperately from house to house. Every time she went to a household, she lowered her posture and explained her plight in an almost humble tone.

However, most of the responses she received were sarcasm and polite rejections.

"Hey, your Bang Geng got into such a big trouble, and you still have the nerve to ask for money? We are all living in a tight situation, how can we have extra money to lend you!"

"Qin Huairu, it's not that we don't want to help you, but if we lend you this money, it's like throwing meat buns at a dog - it's gone and never comes back. You should find another way."

Throughout the whole day, Qin Huairu ran to all the possible places where she could borrow money, but she only borrowed twenty yuan.

She stood on the street, holding the wrinkled, pitifully small amount of money, unable to cry.

With no other options left, Qin Huairu, holding on to a last glimmer of hope, came to Li Huaide's office.

She stood at the door, feeling mixed emotions. She hesitated for a long time before she mustered up the courage and knocked on the door with trembling fingers.

"What are you doing here?" Li Huaide opened the door and saw Qin Huairu. His brows immediately frowned into a deep "川" shape and he scolded impatiently.

"Director Li..." Qin Huairu spoke carefully, her voice tearful and pleading, "Bang Geng is in trouble, and the police station wants a thousand yuan in compensation. Can you...can you help me? I really have no other way."

"One thousand yuan? Do you think I'm the God of Wealth? How can I have so much money?" Li Huaide's eyes widened and he shouted mercilessly, "Don't come to me again. We have nothing to do with each other in the future! You still expect me to clean up your family's mess?"

After saying that, he stood up and roughly pushed Qin Huairu out of the door, then closed the door with a bang.

Li Huaide didn't hesitate at all and drove her out.

Qin Huairu stood blankly at the door, looking at the closed door, and tears finally burst out.

She walked out of the office building in a daze. She didn't know where to go or what to do. She was extremely confused at the moment.

In the dark, Li Dahu silently looked at Qin Huairu's lonely back, feeling mixed emotions.

Li Dajiang patted his shoulder gently and said earnestly, "Don't look at it. You can't help the Jia family with their current situation. Why add to your troubles? Have you forgotten how Qin Huairu treated you?"

Li Dahu slowly came back to his senses and looked at Li Dajiang beside him, with a hint of helplessness and bitterness in his eyes: "Brother Dajiang, I understand, I don't have the ability to help her."

"It's good to know. Last time, Qin Huairu tried to slander you for no reason. She is selfish and not a good person. If you help her once, she will do it again. Over time, you will be in trouble. It's better not to help in this situation."

Li Dahu nodded in agreement and just watched from a distance, no longer having the urge to rush over to comfort her.

After that, Qin Huairu was unable to borrow money for several days, and she felt as if her soul had been drained out.

She was still restless because Banggeng couldn't come back, so she took three days off and stayed at home to think of a solution.

However, at this time, the factory kept urging her to go back to work. If she took leave again, she would face the risk of being fined.

Now that Li Huaide has severed ties with her, her family will surely be in even greater difficulty in the future, and she cannot afford the fines imposed by the factory.

Qin Huairu could only suppress her inner grief and fatigue and drag her heavy steps towards the steel mill.

Along the way, the image of Banggeng kept appearing in her mind. Tears welled up in her eyes but she stubbornly refused to let them fall.

She knew very well that she could not fall down at this moment. No matter what, she had to find a way to rescue Bang Geng.

When she arrived at the factory, the roar of the machines was deafening, but it could not conceal Qin Huairu's inner panic and confusion.

She stood in front of her workstation, picked up the tools with trembling hands, but her eyes were unable to focus.

For the whole morning, she worked mechanically like a zombie, but her mind was not on the work at all.

One workpiece after another was scrapped in her hands. The harsh sound of metal collision seemed like fate's ruthless mockery of her.

When the workshop director was patrolling the workshop, he noticed something unusual about Qin Huairu at a glance.

He frowned and walked over with big strides. Looking at the pile of scrapped workpieces, his face turned ashen in an instant.

"Qin Huairu! What's wrong with you?" the workshop director roared, his voice like thunder. "Look at the work you have done, it's a mess! Don't you want to do it anymore?"

Qin Huairu was frightened by the sudden scolding, and the tools in her hand fell to the ground with a clang.

She raised her head, her eyes full of fear and helplessness, her lips trembling as she tried to explain: "Director, I...I didn't mean to do that, my son..."

"I don't care what happened to your son. If you work here, you have to work hard! If you continue like this, not only will you lose your salary, but it will also affect the production progress of the entire workshop!"

The workshop director did not give her a chance to explain and continued to scold her angrily.

Qin Huairu could no longer hold back her tears and they burst out.

She knew it was her fault, but the pain in her heart made it impossible for her to bear the harsh accusation.

The workshop director looked at Qin Huairu's distraught appearance, and although he felt a little bit reluctant, the workshop's production task could not be missed.

He sighed helplessly, waved his hand and said, "Why don't you go home first and adjust your condition before coming back. I don't want to see you ruin the workpiece like this again."

Qin Huairu felt as if she had been pardoned. She hurriedly packed up her things, lowered her head and walked out of the factory quickly.

Along the way, she felt like an orphan abandoned by the world, lonely and helpless.

There were people coming and going on the street, but she seemed not to notice them.

Just as Qin Huairu was walking home in a daze, Li Weiguo happened to come towards her.

He saw Qin Huairu's red and swollen eyes and haggard face at a glance, and a complex emotion suddenly surged in his heart.

Although Qin Huairu is pitiful, she is too selfish and completely disregards other people's feelings. Such a person is not worthy of his sympathy at all.

Ever since Li Weiguo reported Banggeng for the theft, he has been secretly keeping an eye on the Jia family for the past two days.

Now, not only did he have no mercy on Qin Huairu, but he was secretly planning in his heart how to take this opportunity to completely eliminate this hidden danger of the Jia family.

Li Weiguo's eyes rolled, and a plan slowly emerged in his mind.

He knew very well that Qin Huairu urgently needed a thousand yuan to redeem Banggeng from the police station, but given the current situation of the Jia family, it was impossible to raise such a huge sum of money.

Now, the only thing the Jia family can offer is Qin Huairu's job.

Only if Qin Huairu sells her job can Banggeng be released from the police station and the Jia family can completely lose the ability to live in the old city.

By then, the Jia family would have no choice but to move out of the courtyard house and live in the countryside, and he would be able to take the opportunity to completely get rid of this big trouble of the Jia family.

The more Li Weiguo thought about it, the more he felt that this plan could work, but who should he let do it?