Courtyard House: The Chef's Intelligence System

For the second son's wedding, everything that needed to be prepared was provided.

All three turns, one sound, and thirty-six legs were prepared and ready.

The wedding was held in the courtyard with eight tables set up, and Nan Yi was still in charge of cooking.

The officiant became Yi Zhonghai.

Simple and straightforward, everything went smoothly.

Another issue is the housing for the newlyweds; Liu Haizhong still hasn't allowed his son to move into the Lou family's house.

Instead, they moved Liu Guangtian's cadre housing unit in the family compound to a 50-square-meter apartment in the adjacent compound.

Liu Guangtian and his wife chose the room where they had their passionate encounters.

No other reason than that you develop feelings for someone you've slept with for a long time!

After the Liu family's wedding, the rumors and gossip basically disappeared.

They're already married, what can you say?

Even if Lou Xiao'e gets pregnant on the spot, what can you say?

To put it nicely, this was a shotgun wedding!

Besides the people in the courtyard who knew that Liu Guangtian was underage, everyone else in the courtyards of Nanluoguxiang knew it.

But reporting him would be a thankless task; besides making him feel disgusted, it wouldn't do him any good.

Breaking up someone else's marriage is immoral, and if discovered, you'll be condemned behind your back.

So nobody reports it, because it's really pointless.

Li Jiuzhou's work has entered a new phase. Grain production is normal, but the city is still strictly controlling the rationing.

There was no increase, nor did there continue to decrease; the checks on receipts became even stricter.

However, the common people have gotten used to it. At least the world is at peace and there is no war or displacement.

In his spare time, Li Jiuzhou would also broaden his perspective and look at the whole country.

He wanted to say that he had some methods for governing the country and improving national strength.

Li Jiuzhou pondered this for several days, even writing more than a dozen pages of notes.

It turned out that I was just a piece of trash.

It's just empty talk; it's not something you can actually do.

As it turns out, he simply doesn't have the ability or the courage to do so.

How dare someone who lives in a remote corner of the country give orders?

"Li Jiuzhou, Li Jiuzhou, do you think you're some kind of hidden dragon?"

"They dare to claim a third of the world just because they're farming?"

Li Jiuzhou calmed down and assessed his own abilities, feeling that he was capable of governing a city.

Because it's not that complicated now; the main focus is on agricultural production.

As for the framework of a major power, he really dared not think too much about it; it would be too mentally taxing and even life-threatening.

Just as Li Jiuzhou was pondering, there was a knock on the office door.

"Enter!"

"Boss, something's happened in the workshop!" Wan Sheng came in and got straight to the point, without any hesitation or panic.

"Explain clearly, explain in detail." Li Jiuzhou put down his pen and listened attentively. This concerned the factory, and he had to take it seriously.

"Boss, this is what happened: a safety accident occurred in the fitter's workshop."

"The reason is that a piece of iron was ejected from the workbench of worker Jia Dongxu's station and hit his coworker at the next workbench directly on the shoulder. He is not in life-threatening danger, but he fainted from the pain and has been rushed to the hospital."

No one else has been injured so far.

Wan Sheng succinctly explained the cause and effect of the accident.

"Jia Dongxu?" Li Jiuzhou felt a strange chuckle; damn it, he was everywhere. "What's the injured worker's name?"

"Yan Jiecheng... Leader, you should know him, he's your former neighbor?" Wan Sheng wanted to laugh but dared not, feeling very uncomfortable holding it in.

Because Yan Jiecheng was just a complete jinx.

Li Jiuzhou wanted to laugh after hearing this. Jia Dongxu hadn't died, but Yan Jiecheng had been injured instead. That was interesting.

However, that's not the problem. Li Jiuzhou said in a deep voice:

"What were the investigation results? Why did this kind of safety accident happen? I remember Jia Dongxu had been on sick leave for almost a month after his bone fracture."

"Has no one touched his control panel all this time, and hasn't anyone checked for safety hazards?"

Wan Sheng knew something was wrong from the change in the leader's tone, but he still had to say what needed to be said:

"Boss, according to the technical department's inspection and the workshop workers' verification, no one has touched Jia Dongxu's workbench since he went on sick leave."

"Bang!" Li Jiuzhou slammed his hand on the table.

"Damn it, I've repeatedly told everyone to be careful, be careful, and this is how the people below are doing their jobs?"

"Are they all just eating dry food?"

Wan Sheng turned pale with fright, and even the people in the two departments of the secretary's office heard the secretary's roar.

Wang Zhiguo wiped his face, knowing that the Party Secretary was angry.

Everyone in the factory knows that the Party Secretary is most concerned about safety hazards in the factory.

However, they made a fatal mistake.

This isn't a natural disaster, nor is it an accident; this is a man-made catastrophe!

It's one thing that Jia Dongxu didn't remove the iron block from the machine after get off work.

He had asked the injured family members for almost a month, but no one noticed or took any action.

This is extremely serious; it's a clear case of dereliction of duty by management, and there's nothing more to say about it.

Yi Zhonghai was numb at this point, and he was careless and didn't dodge.

There was a piece of iron on my son's workbench?

Because of Yi Zhonghai, no one would touch Jia Dongxu's control panel, which is why this happened.

Yi Zhonghai bears a great responsibility!

Yi Zhonghai saw Yan Jiecheng's injury; the bone was definitely cracked, and blood was seeping out.

Fortunately, no one died, otherwise the sky would have fallen.

"Dongxu, you bastard!" Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but curse.

Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai seemed to have thought of something...

"Holy crap... could Dongxu's doom be here?"

The more Yi Zhonghai thought about it, the more convinced he was that his guess was correct, and he was so frightened that the hairs on his body stood on end.

At the same time, Jia Dongxu was taking a nap in his room. He had a dream in which he was hit on the back by a piece of iron at his workstation, his internal organs ruptured, and he died before he could even see his family one last time.

In his dream, his wife was not Tong Jie, but Qin Huairu; his mother and children remained the same.

In the dream, after her death, the Jia family had no men left, and Qin Huairu, heavily pregnant, worked in the factory.

In the following years, the Jia family had a very difficult time. Their son stole chickens, and Xu Damao took advantage of them, among other things.

Finally, Sha Zhu came out to help...

"Uh..." Jia Dongxu woke up, covered in sweat.

"Damn, this dream feels so real!" Jia Dongxu couldn't help but mutter to himself.

"But Qin Huairu... hehehe..." Jia Dongxu chuckled and crawled back into bed.

Yan Bugui rushed to the hospital, but his son was still in the operating room.

But he had already heard the whole story from the Red Star people, and he couldn't help but curse:

"Fuck you, that son of a bitch Jia Dongxu does all sorts of inhuman things."

"And Yi Zhonghai, if he can't handle this workshop foreman job, I might as well take over. Damn it, if anything happens to my son, I'll never forgive him!"

As soon as Yi Zhonghai arrived at the hospital, he heard Yan Bugui cursing at him. He didn't dare to curse back, because the factory had already released the results, and he had to take responsibility.

"You dare come here again? I'll fucking kill you!" Yan Bugui's eyes were bloodshot as he glared fiercely at Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai braced himself and stepped forward to comfort her:

"Old Yan, what's done is done. I'll let you punish me however you want, but now is not the time to talk about that. Jie Cheng's safety is the most important thing."

"I'll give you an explanation once the solution is found."

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's sincere attitude, Yan Bugui didn't say anything more, after all, this was in a hospital.

"Where's your son? Damn it, bring this culprit over here."

Yi Zhonghai gave a wry smile after hearing this:

"Old Yan, you're putting him in a difficult position. Dongxu's leg is still injured; are you expecting him to jump over here?"

"Putting aside the facts, it was you and your son who initially said you wanted to be transferred to my workshop. Now that something's happened, you can't blame it all on us, can you?"

Yi Zhonghai's words struck at Yan Bugui's Achilles' heel.

Yan Bugui's face also turned ugly. It was indeed he and his son who went to Yi Zhonghai to ask him to transfer his son to the No. 1 fitter workshop.

Without this cause, we wouldn't have ended up like this today.