The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 126 Don’t hit the smiling man

Yi Zhonghai's plan was piloted in the third workshop of the steel rolling mill. So far, the response has been good. Those workers who originally looked down on him now call him Master Yi.

During breaks, everyone gave him cigarettes, and when his teacup was empty, someone would refill it.

Yi Zhonghai knew that his plan was successful. Since the pilot had been successful, the next step was to expand the scope of implementation and extend the good deeds to the entire hospital.

For a period of time before, as soon as he got off work, he would go home and basically never come out, even if the house was very hot and stuffy.

In the past two days, he has started walking around in the yard again. It is now the coldest time of the year, and everyone likes to stay indoors for the winter, but he likes to run around outside.

When there was snow on the ground, he would take the initiative to sweep it. When the yard was dirty, he would clean it up together with Aunt Yi. Anyway, as long as he could do something good, he would be the first to do it.

Originally, he had ignored the deaf old lady, but now, whenever the family bought something delicious, they would continue to send a bowl to the deaf old lady. Aunt Yi would wash and clean for the deaf old lady just like a daughter serving her mother did in the past.

For a period of time before, these jobs were all done by Han Yufeng, but suddenly they were taken back by Aunt Yi, so she naturally felt uneasy.

"Zhu Zi." Han Yufeng said puzzledly, "Aunt Yi has taken over the task of taking care of the deaf old lady these days."

"Good."

Sha Zhu is currently making soup. His wife is pregnant and will give birth soon, so he has to quickly provide nutrition for his wife and future son.

While Sha Zhu was seasoning the food, he smiled and said, "It just so happens that your belly is big and it's not convenient for you to move around. You can't take care of the old lady during this period. It's just right for her to take over, and you can have more rest."

"I just feel like something is a little off. Some time ago, their family completely gave up on the old lady. How come they suddenly took over again? Are they holding back on something good?"

Girls from Northeast China are so straightforward, they say whatever they think.

"I don't care if he's holding it in well or not, I'm just going to ignore him." Sha Zhu said disdainfully, "If he dares to fool me again, I'll give him a slap in the face."

It is said that the accent of people from the Northeast is the most charming and contagious. After Sha Zhu married a girl from the Northeast, he couldn't help but speak with a Northeastern accent.

After delivering dinner to the deaf old lady, Aunt Yi emptied the toilet. When she came back from the toilet, the deaf old lady had just finished her meal.

The deaf old lady said calmly, "Xiao Yi's family, go and call your head of the family. I have something to say to him."

"Ugh."

When Yi Zhonghai arrived, the old lady sighed and said, "Zhonghai, are you planning to redeem your reputation by doing these small favors?"

"I knew I couldn't hide it from you, old man."

The old lady nodded and said, "I always told you to treat others with sincerity, but you didn't listen and always wanted to manipulate others. You manipulated Jia Dongxu, and I didn't say anything because his efforts were doomed to be in vain. If you had treated Zhuzi like this earlier, he might have recognized you as his godfather."

Speaking of this, Yi Zhonghai was no longer sleepy. He looked at the deaf old lady with hopeful eyes and asked tentatively: "Old lady, do you think I still have hope now?"

"No way." The deaf old lady shook her head: "You hurt him first, broke his heart, and now you want to recognize him as your son. No matter how stupid Zhuzi is, he knows what it means to recognize a thief as your father."

In a word, this was a huge blow to Yi Zhonghai. He had been proud for half his life, but he didn't expect to be labeled a thief in the end.

"Old lady, you are a master who has seen and tasted everything. Do I have no hope at all?"

The old lady shook her head and said, "You have reached a dead end. Originally, adopting a child, or being nicer to Sha Zhu, was your best choice. Now I don't know what to do. There is only one person in our courtyard who understands, Liu Hua. Maybe you should ask him what to do?"

Asking Yi Zhonghai to ask Liu Hua would simply be a death sentence for him. If he was a man who was willing to bow his head, he would not have come to this point today.

The old lady looked at Yi Zhonghai who was in trouble and said, "I am very grateful that you can continue to take care of me, but don't expect me to say anything good about you to Zhuzi, because I don't want to break up with him. You gave up on me for a while, and no one can guarantee that you will continue to do so in the future. I don't want to be in trouble."

Yi Zhonghai went home expressionlessly. Actually, he knew that nothing would come of this. He had spent so much time tinkering around in the yard to establish his authority. Once it collapsed, especially when he lost control over Sha Zhu, it would not be easy to recover.

After returning home, he sat at the dining table again, smoking one cigarette after another. Aunt Yi sat on the bed, seeming to want to say something but stopping herself.

Finally, she mustered up her courage and said tentatively, "Boss, why don't we go ask and get some snacks? You won't hit a smiling person if you extend your hand."

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything. He knew that Liu Hua was a man with his own ideas, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. Liu Hua was the culprit for his current situation, and this feud was irreconcilable.

However, retirement is an imminent issue, and Yi Zhonghai feels really caught in a dilemma.

"Let's ask him." Aunt Yi said carefully: "If his idea is good, we will listen to it. If we think it is a bad idea, then we can just not listen to it, right?"

"But I can't bow to him. After all, I was once a great man, an eighth-level worker. I can't afford to bow to a young boy. I can't afford to lose face."

Aunt Yi said bluntly: "You have spent half your life and you are only an eighth-level worker, while others have only worked for one year and are already an eighth-level engineer."

When a person's heart is shaken, what he fears most is having a way out. Aunt Yi's words hit the nail on the head for Yi Zhonghai.

Even though they are both level eight, there is a world of difference between an level eight worker and a level eight engineer. Although a level eight worker is the pinnacle of technicians and a level eight engineer is just the starting point of engineers, the value of the qualifications is different, and the huge difference can be reflected in the salary alone.

Although Yi Zhonghai does not have the mentality of admiring the strong, he still knows what it means to pretend to be a coward and admit defeat. It is not shameful to lose to someone who is stronger than oneself.

With his wife's words, he had found a way out. All that was left for him was to keep preparing himself mentally. It might seem easy on the surface, but it would be difficult in his heart.

After 49 minutes of continuous psychological hints, Yi Zhonghai threw away his cigarette butt and said, "Go buy two bottles of good wine and some snacks tomorrow. You can't come empty-handed."

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(End of this chapter)