Siheyuan: Started in 1950, third-level cook

Yi Zhonghai: ...

It was you who said you wanted to move together, but it was you who changed your mind after the move.

This guy, once he dislikes someone, he will dislike everything he does.

For example, Yi Zhonghai now is dissatisfied with Jia Dongxu in every way.

A young man in his twenties feels tired after just a little exercise. People who don’t know him would think he has kidney deficiency!

But Yi Zhonghai would not say these words. He paused for a long time before nodding: "Okay, let's move them one by one."

Seeing Guo Dapiezi walking towards them, Jia Dongxu quickly stood up and ran out of the workshop in a hurry.

Although it is easier to move them into the workshop one by one, the efficiency is too slow.

Jia Dongxu only moved one thing at a time, and Yi Zhonghai followed suit.

After working for a long time, the two of them only scraped a layer of sha off the workpieces.

After more than a dozen trips back and forth, Jia Dongxu couldn't bear it anymore. He leaned against the truck bed and waited for Yi Zhonghai. He said, "Master, there are too many workpieces. It will be dark by the time we finish moving them."

"Why don't you go find Uncle Er and the others to help? There's strength in numbers, and we can save some energy."

This was said as if it was a matter of course, as if the neighbors in the yard should help Jia Dongxu.

This was inherited from Jia Zhang, and she also felt that everyone in the hospital should help the Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai was also very interested after hearing this, and waved his hand to let Jia Dongxu go and call people.

Although Jia Dongxu is not very popular in the fitter workshop, he should have some face in the courtyard.

Even if we can't call Liu Haizhong over, we can call Yan Jiecheng over! After all, we are peers who grew up together.

By the way, there is also Xu Damao. He has the most leisurely job in the steel rolling mill, so we have to call him over as well.

It’s a pity that Yi Zhonghai overestimated Jia Dongxu’s face. Not only did Liu Haizhong not come, but even Yan Jiecheng did not come.

Xu Damao was even more outrageous. When he learned that Jia Dongxu was struggling to move things, he immediately started to mock him. He ridiculed Jia Dongxu in front of so many people from the Propaganda Department, and the two almost got into a fight over this.

After listening to Jia Dongxu's report, Yi Zhonghai's face turned green.

What the hell did I get? It’s useless at everything I do and nothing is left after I eat it.

Helpless, no one to help me so I have to do it myself.

But the efficiency of moving things one by one is too slow. After moving things, they have to go back to the workshop to work, and they can only go off work after completing today's tasks.

"No, Jia Dongxu, you are just playing house here, why have you only moved so few things?" Although Guo Dapiezi didn't like Yi Zhonghai very much, he would give him some face. However, he was not so polite to Jia Dongxu and started scolding him.

After being scolded, Jia Dongxu didn't dare to be lazy anymore and moved two workpieces to the workshop in one breath.

After Guo Dapiezi left, Yi Zhonghai took out the shelf and asked Jia Dongxu to help move things.

"You should use this one. It's faster. Otherwise, Guo Dapiaozi will come and scold you."

Jia Dongxu had no choice but to agree.

Although he was angry, he didn't dare to look for Guo Dapiazi.

After moving for more than ten minutes, Jia Dongxu felt his shoulders were sore and painful, and he could hardly lift his arms.

After moving for another ten minutes, Jia Dongxu could no longer feel his shoulders.

You know what, at this point, although I’m tired, I don’t feel that uncomfortable anymore.

Jia Dongxu finally found the energy to start complaining.

"Why do all people bully me? Sha Zhu bullies me, and Guo Da Piezi also bullies me. Master, we have to find a way!"

Since the first day he entered the steel rolling mill, Jia Dongxu had never done such heavy work. In addition, he had not had enough food at noon for several days in a row, and Jia Dongxu was already full of grievances.

It would have been fine if the people in the workshop didn’t come to help, but even the neighbors who have lived in the yard for so many years didn’t come to help either.

What's more, Guo Dapie came to supervise from time to time, leaving Jia Dongxu with no time to rest.

Isn’t this bullying an honest person?

"Master? Master?"

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai didn't respond, Jia Dongxu couldn't help but shout a few more words.

"Dongxu, please stop talking. Save some energy to move things. My old waist is almost broken." Yi Zhonghai said tiredly.

Jia Dongxu curled his lips helplessly, picked up the shelf again and walked into the workshop.

But as he walked, Jia Dongxu realized something was wrong.

Why is this burden on my shoulders getting heavier and heavier?

"Master, how many pieces did you put in this time?"

"Six dollars!" Yi Zhonghai replied.

"Oh, that's okay." Jia Dongxu thought he was just hallucinating because he was too tired.

But this was not an illusion at all. It was obvious that Yi Zhonghai had deliberately put his hands on his shoulders in order to feel more relaxed, so that more than half of the weight of the shelf fell on Jia Dongxu's side.

This method is simple, labor-saving, and not easy to be discovered by Jia Dongxu.

At the same time, Yi Zhonghai can also relax a little and relieve the pressure on his shoulders.

The only bad thing was that Jia Dongxu's mouth became even more gruff than before.

After several more trips, I finished moving the small workpieces and finally started moving the large pieces at the back.

By this time, Jia Dongxu couldn't bear it anymore.

He was panting like a cow and felt like he was carrying a thousand pounds on his shoulders. Even his steps became shaky.

"Master, this thing is too heavy. We can't carry it alone!"

"Master, my shoulder seems to be broken, and I heard a sound."

"Master, Master, why are you silent?"

"Master, why do I feel like this thing is getting heavier? Something is wrong!"

Yi Zhonghai was getting a headache from the noise and couldn't help but scold him, "Can you shut up? You're just moving stuff, but you're talking too much nonsense. Haven't you ever carried this kind of workpiece before? The workpiece has always been this heavy. Have you been lax recently and your physical strength isn't as good as before?"

After cursing, Yi Zhonghai regretted it.

He was used to holding his breath when moving heavy objects. This breath could be used to gather strength so that he could carry the objects to the workshop.

But if you open your mouth and say something in the middle of the conversation, the breath you have been holding will be released, and the weight on your shoulders will suddenly increase.

Feeling the increasing force, Yi Zhonghai felt even more annoyed.

Even as a master, he didn't complain of being tired, so why was Jia Dongxu so nagging? It gave him a headache.

"Master, I just feel too tired. And there is that bad guy Guo Dapiezi who is deliberately targeting us." Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was angry, Jia Dongxu quickly shifted the conflict to Guo Dapiezi.

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai really didn't want to bother with Jia Dongxu anymore.

In fact, people in the workshop take turns to move workpieces, but Yi Zhonghai used to rely on himself as a senior worker, so he usually did not participate in such heavy physical labor.

Although the people in the workshop were unhappy, they would not show it because of Master Yi Zhonghai's status.

But now Yi Zhonghai is no longer the senior worker he used to be, and Guo Dapiezi doesn't treat him very well, so he has no choice but to move things.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai became even angrier.

So he quietly padded his shoulders to make himself feel more relaxed.