Courtyard Houses: Starting as a Purchasing Agent

After a week of rest, Jia Dongxu's wound gradually healed, and his health improved significantly.

Of course, there have been some changes as well.

For example, his beard gradually fell out, his Adam's apple shrank, and his voice lost its masculine and powerful quality, becoming increasingly effeminate.

His personality also changed along with it.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu called Qin Huairu over and asked in his hoarse voice, "Qin Huairu... I'm asking you, did you relapse into your old habit at the factory today?"

Qin Huairu's face turned pale.

"Snapped……"

A ruler lashed out, leaving a deep red mark on Qin Huairu's face.

"Hahahaha..." Jia Dongxu laughed maniacally, "Qin Huairu, don't think that just because I'm not a man anymore, I can still control you... Don't worry, if you dare to betray me, I'll beat you to death..."

"Crack...crack..."

"Go!" Jia Dongxu said, "Take out the good wine my father used to keep, and then cook me a side dish... Go to the back and call that old guy Yi Zhonghai over here. I'm treating him to a meal!"

Qin Huairu didn't say anything, but she did as Jia Dongxu said.

First, he stir-fried two kinds of green vegetables, fried a plate of peanuts, then took out some good wine, and went next door to call over Uncle Yi.

"Uncle Yi is here..."

Upon seeing Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu's eyes flashed with a strange light: "Come, come... Uncle Yi, sit down, I have something to discuss with you!"

"Qin Huairu, take the child to the inner room, I have something urgent to discuss!"

then!

Qin Huairu then took the child and went into the inner room.

"Uncle Yi!" Jia Dongxu said, "Come on, let's have a drink..."

Father and son?

Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Dongxu with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

However, he still took a sip and said, "Dongxu, just say what you want to say... There's no need for such a grand display. We're already struggling financially, so there's no need for such extravagance!"

To be honest, Yi Zhonghai didn't really want to talk to Jia Dongxu.

but!

Jia Dongxu's next sentence immediately captivated Yi Zhonghai.

"Yi Zhonghai...do you want your son to support you in your old age?"

Yi Zhonghai shuddered: "I dream of having 330 kids to support me in my old age."

"Yi Zhonghai..." Jia Dongxu no longer addressed him as "Uncle Yi" but called him by his name. He smiled and said, "What do you think of Qin Huairu...? How about I have her give you a son?"

"This is my own child... do you want it?"

"Glug..." Yi Zhonghai took a deep sip of wine: Qin Huairu? Give me a son.

This……

This news was like a windfall, falling right into his lap.

Mr. Yi is almost fifty years old, but he has no children.

His retirement has always been a problem.

If you could have a child, and that child is your own, to take care of you in your old age!

It is indeed very tempting.

but……

Looking at Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai hesitated again: Could this guy be plotting something?

"I'm a useless man now!" Jia Dongxu said. "I've lost my legs, and I've also lost the most important thing... There's no man in this world more useless than me..."

"I don't care if Qin Huairu has a child for you. You know what happened to her anyway. It's already like this, I really don't care!"

"If you don't mind, let her have another one for you!"

"However... Yi Zhonghai, you have to promise me... to take care of me until the end of my life, and then raise my three children... Qin Huairu can't support my whole family by herself!"

Gum!

Yi Zhonghai took another sip of his drink!

Chapter 106 Director Lou Comes to Beg Liu Aiguo

Yi Zhonghai dreams of having a child.

In the past, he only thought about adopting a godson.

For example, someone like Bang Geng or He Yuzhu.

If you give me some benefits now, I can take care of myself in my old age and see me off when I die, right?

But he never imagined that he would be able to have a biological son.

Today, after being instigated by Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai's heart was immediately set ablaze.

To have Qin Huairu... cough cough cough... to have Qin Huairu have my baby, that would be awesome!

From now on, I, Yi Zhonghai, will also have a biological son.

If I had a biological son, I would definitely treat him well, pass on all my skills to him, and even give him my shift at the steel rolling mill.

"Hiss hiss hiss..." Yi Zhonghai took another deep sip.

After just a few sips, he actually felt a little drunk.

"Yi Zhonghai...think about it...you won't lose out on this deal!" Jia Dongxu chuckled, continuing in his distinctive, raspy voice, "Of course...my wife won't just be given to you for nothing..."

"I'm selling this to you!"

You have to pay!

"Give me fifty yuan every month from now on..."

Jia Dongxu made an outrageous demand, holding up five fingers to Uncle Yi.

Fifty dollars!

In this day and age, that's no small sum!

Qin Huairu's current salary isn't even enough to earn fifty yuan in two months.

Jia Dongxu is undeniably ruthless.

In his eyes, even a wife he no longer needed could become a commodity and be sold off.

"Glug..." Yi Zhonghai took another sip of wine.

Fifty dollars?

It's nothing to him!

He's a long-time employee, having worked at the factory for thirty years. His seniority pay, plus his salary as an eighth-grade fitter, amounts to ninety-nine yuan per month.

It's almost a hundred, just one yuan short.

In other words, what's wrong with giving Jia Dongxu fifty yuan?

There are forty-nine left.

The two of us can't possibly spend all this money.

Moreover, Yi Zhonghai has saved a lot of money over the years.

Yi Zhonghai is a man of few words, but he is very wealthy. He may not have 10,000 yuan right now, but he can easily come up with 7,000 or 8,000 yuan.

With so much savings, what's there to be afraid of?

Even if I retired now, I wouldn't be able to spend all my money in a lifetime.

"Glug...〃..."

Grandpa Yi took another sip.

Before even tasting the food, he downed five or six mouthfuls of wine, already drinking about 150ml.

Jia Dongxu, who was standing next to Uncle Yi, saw his embarrassing situation and sneered inwardly.

Now he has become a detached figure, without desires or wants, just like raising his own children.

What kind of woman is she? What kind of face does she have?

I want a dick.

woman?

What use are women to me, to poke with a stick?

face?

I've been humiliated so many times, I'm practically a father-in-law now. My wife was raped at a factory, caught in bed, and seen through by dozens of grown men.