Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

Yi Zhonghai felt Qin Huairu's resistance and dissatisfaction, and he understood it, but he did not think of changing the condition.

This was his only chance to threaten Qin Huairu.

If you miss it, you will become an old man with no use at all.

If there was no such letter of commitment, Qin Huairu could kick him away at any time and take away half of his property and house, and Yi Zhonghai would have even less capital to support himself in his retirement in the future.

In order to tie Qin Huairu to his side completely and to save more money for his retirement in the future, Yi Zhonghai could only seize the good opportunity to blackmail Qin Huairu and scheme against this woman.

After thinking for a while, he continued: "But Huairu, don't worry..."

"Even if you sign this letter of commitment, I will not take the initiative to ask for a divorce from you in the future."

"As long as you take good care of me and don't initiate a divorce, this letter of commitment is just a piece of paper to us and has no effect."

"When I am old, a hundred years later, and we have not divorced, this house we live in and the rest of my pension will all belong to you."

"To put it bluntly, the reason I asked you to sign this letter of commitment is to give myself a guarantee."

"Once I give the apprenticeship position that Director Yang promised to Bang Geng, I will resign from the steel mill and will never earn a penny again."

"If I can't keep my little pension and house in my hands, I probably won't be able to sleep at night. I hope you can understand."

Qin Huairu did not respond, but frowned as he considered the feasibility of this matter.

The main reason why I refused to sign the letter of commitment from the bottom of my heart was that I was worried that after I signed it, Yi Zhonghai would kick me away, and all my efforts and hard work over the past ten years would be in vain.

But if a sentence is added to the letter of commitment that the letter of commitment is only useful if the person initiates the divorce, and if Yi Zhonghai initiates the divorce, the letter of commitment will be useless, then it can still be signed.

Thinking of this, in order to let Banggeng get the job promised by Director Yang as soon as possible and prevent the courtyard house from being taken away by the steel mill, Qin Huairu decided to make a quick decision and answered readily: "I will sign it if you add one prerequisite."

"The conditions are what you just said."

"I took the initiative to file for divorce, so the letter of commitment will be effective."

"If you're the one filing for divorce, the letter of commitment is useless."

"Okay..." Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and answered.

To be honest, he didn't want to divorce Qin Huairu. Finding a woman who was 20 or 30 years younger than him to be his wife and serve him every day was definitely a good thing that was hard to find even with a lantern. Unless it was absolutely necessary, Yi Zhonghai would definitely not take the initiative to file for divorce.

Looking at Qin Huairu, he continued: "The next condition is..."

"After losing the job that Director Yang promised me, I will not only lose my salary, but also my pension after retirement."

"The few hundred dollars I have saved for retirement is definitely not enough to live on, so if Bang Geng wants this job, you and Jia Zhang must prepare 600 yuan for me."

"This is impossible..." Jia Zhang stood up and refuted without hesitation.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are crazy about money and even want to get money from me... Let me tell you, there is not a penny..."

Qin Huairu frowned and replied unhappily: "Old Yi..."

"We are a family after all. It is really too much for you to ask us for money."

"And six hundred dollars is a bit too much."

"Even if they want it, it should be two or three hundred yuan. How can you ask for six hundred yuan?" Yi Zhonghai shook his head and replied: "Huai Ru, Jia Zhang..."

"Don't refuse. I calculated the six hundred dollars in advance."

"In my opinion, asking you for six hundred dollars is not only not too much, but too little."

"If Banggeng didn't get the job that Director Yang promised him and was fired by the steel mill, the Jia family would have lost their house in the courtyard."

"According to current prices, if you want to buy a house of the same size in other courtyard houses, you definitely can't get it without 600 yuan."

“As for the apprenticeship position in the steel mill, it is even more valuable.”

"As more and more educated youth returned to Beijing, job opportunities there became increasingly tight."

"I heard that an apprentice who had just joined the workshop a while ago had his workstation bought by his parents through connections for 500 yuan."

"If I sold this workstation, it would definitely be worth 500 dollars."

"It's like I gave this workstation to Bang Geng, which saved the Jia family a full 1,100 yuan in losses, and I only asked you for 600 yuan, so you made 500 yuan for nothing. You can tell me with your conscience whether I am the one who suffered a loss or you are the one who suffered a loss."

Jia Zhang was silent.

He couldn't imagine how the Jia family would continue to survive in the old city after Banggeng lost his job and the steel rolling mill took away the house in the central courtyard.

If six hundred yuan can save the Jia family's house and Banggeng's job, it is indeed worth it.

Qin Huairu also looked thoughtful. Although he did not respond, it could be seen from the expression on his face that he had already agreed with Yi Zhonghai's analysis.

At this moment, what he was thinking about was not whether he should give Yi Zhonghai the 600 yuan, but how to divide the 600 yuan.

The Jia family's house is now occupied by Jia Zhang, and if nothing unexpected happens, she still has several hundred yuan in retirement money, so the 600 yuan that Yi Zhonghai wants cannot be paid by herself alone.

Otherwise, most of the private money that you have saved with great difficulty will be gone in an instant.

She decided to take the initiative and not give Jia Zhang a chance to complain.

He said decisively: "Mom..."

"You are Grandma Banggeng, and you are the one living in the Jia family's house now, so you must pay half of the six hundred yuan..."

"No..." Qin Huairu asked Jia Zhang for three hundred yuan, which was tantamount to asking for his life. He stood up from the chair and refused.

"I don't have that much money... I can only give you a hundred dollars, and I have nothing more."

Qin Huairu knew Jia Zhang too well. He loved money like his life, and the fact that he dared to offer a hundred yuan meant that he had at least four hundred yuan saved.

This result obviously did not meet Qin Huairu's expectations, and he continued, "One hundred yuan is too little. I'm Banggeng's biological mother. I'll pay a little more and you can pay a little less...but you have to pay at least two hundred and fifty yuan."

"Anyway, you are the one living in that house, and I can just live in Old Yi's house."

"If the Jia family's house is really taken away by the steel mill, I won't have to worry about where to live. At most, I can pay a little money to help Banggeng find another job."

A panicked expression flashed across Jia Zhang's face, but asking him to pay 250 yuan would be like cutting her flesh, so she refused again: "The most I can pay is 150 yuan..." (End of this chapter)