At the beginning, he took his seven younger siblings to join Yi Zhonghai.

A short while later.

Then I saw two people walking out from the east courtyard, one after the other.

Yi Zhonghai was striding ahead.

His honest, smiling face was covered in sweat.

His overalls were covered in dirt and dust.

Following closely behind was Yi Zhonghua.

He also had a Mauser C96 pistol slung around his waist and a Type 44 rifle on his back.

They are all replica guns, of course.

Yi Zhongding looked at his proud and upright posture.

It was exactly the same way their father used to act every time he came home.

This kid is intentionally imitating his father.

"Brother, you go straight to the construction site after get off work, why make yourself so tired?"

Yi Zhongding looked at him and smiled.

"Hey, what's the big deal? Just looking at it makes me feel at ease. Let's lend a hand and get it built faster."

"The main structure is already built, and the beams will be installed next week. Once the beams are in place, the house will be finished soon."

"You're done with your work? School starts next week, so don't take any more jobs. Get some rest and take care of your health."

Yi Zhonghai walked up to him, picked up the teacup, and started gulping down the tea.

"I'm not taking this job anymore. All that's left is painting, and that'll be it."

Yi Zhongding smiled and nodded.

Just then, the two little ones who were stepping on the washing machine saw Yi Zhonghua and their eyes lit up.

They all shouted in unison, "Second Brother, come here!"

Yi Zhonghua knew that the girls were tired of stepping on the ground, or they might have gotten bored of playing.

So without saying a word, he went to take their place.

He's usually the one doing this job.

Anyway, apart from the first few times when the washing machine is hard to step on, this washing machine is fine.

As long as the drum starts spinning.

That would be easy.

The work is very easy.

The two little girls saw their second brother take over for them.

He immediately cheered and ran to get his wooden airplane to play with.

The little guy couldn't spin the rubber band more than a few times.

Therefore, airplanes cannot fly very far.

You can play in this yard.

It often falls off the roof.

Yi Zhongding wanted to avoid having to carry a ladder and climb up every time.

They even made a special "handle" for pulling the rope.

They specifically catch airplanes for them.

of course.

Their favorite thing to do is still to go to the park.

There, the sky is high and the land is vast.

The older brother or older brother would twist the throttle of their plane as tight as possible.

Then they can be handed over to them to fly.

It can fly for several minutes before landing.

"This washing machine really works. You can wash clothes just by stepping on it. Your sister-in-law used to worry that it wouldn't get the clothes clean, but now she's using it more happily than anyone else."

"You're full of brilliant ideas. Even if you don't aspire to study medicine or do scientific research, you'd definitely be a pro."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the rapidly spinning washing machine drum and said with a smile.

"These are all I know. If I were to actually do scientific research, I definitely wouldn't make it."

Yi Zhongding shook his head and said.

"As long as you like it, that's fine. I believe in you. No matter what you do, you'll be the best."

Yi Zhonghai patted him on the shoulder and said.

The two brothers watched their younger siblings play with smiles, chatting casually as they did so.

"Brother, take this chilled mung bean soup to those chefs and quench their thirst."

"Boss, you guys should also have a bowl of Zhonghua tea to cool off in the heat."

Tan Xiulian poked her head out of the kitchen and called out.

"OK."

Yi Zhonghai responded and stood up, dusting himself off.

"Brother, you rest, I'll go deliver it."

Yi Zhongding rushed to the kitchen first.

Yi Zhonghai didn't argue; he just walked slowly.

He watched with a smile as his younger siblings cheered and ran into the house one after another.

I thought to myself: These days are so wonderful!

There weren't children like this before.

It's just the two of them, an elderly couple.

What was the situation like back then?

When they got home, the two didn't have much to say to each other.

It was cold and icy.

There's absolutely no popularity.

There's no hope in living.

He's not dead, though.

It's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

But ever since these kids came...

The house is becoming increasingly lively.

Moreover, earth-shaking changes have taken place.

Our own home is visibly getting better every day.

Especially Yi Zhongding, the eldest of his younger siblings.

That was a child he could never have dreamed of.

He used to think that the best children were like Jia Dongxu.

Sensible, filial, respectful to elders, obedient...

But looking at it again now.

It's simply unbearable to look at.

He has absolutely no sense of responsibility as a man.

Even when trying to learn a skill, he just can't seem to grasp it.

I've been studying this for three years now.

I couldn't even pass the Level 2 worker exam.

It made him lose all face.

If it weren't for the fact that the other apprentices I took in in the last six months all passed the Level 1 worker exam...

People thought he was holding back when teaching his apprentices.

Moreover, he's stingy.

In this respect, it is no less than that of Yan Laoxi.

He was disliked both in the factory and in the yard.

If it weren't for his mentor...

Jia Dongxu was nothing but a nobody at the steel rolling mill.

wrong.

They couldn't even get into the steel rolling mill.

I was so blind before!

I thought he had a dignified appearance and looked quite upright.

Another child I've watched grow up.

They decided to choose him as their caregiver without really thinking about it.

But now that I think about it...

It's not like the men are choosing wives.

Why do you need to be good-looking?

Even that carefree, silly Zhu is better than him.

At least they don't cut corners when it comes to craftsmanship.

"Master, what are you thinking about?"

A voice pulled Yi Zhonghai back from his reverie.

"Oh, Dongxu, where are you going?"

Yi Zhonghai snapped out of his daze, glanced at his former "beloved disciple," and felt he needed to go back and cleanse his eyes.

"I went to buy a pack of cigarettes and saw you standing here for quite a while. I wondered what was wrong with you."

Jia Dongxu said with a smile.

But looking into his master's eyes, he felt something was off.

It's hard to explain.

I could sense an overwhelming sense of disdain.

Think about it carefully.

I didn't do anything shameful.

"Dongxu, you still have the mind to smoke? How much money do you make a month? You have a family to support, everything costs money, so be careful."

"Focus on learning your skills in the second half of the year and pass the technician certification exam next year. Otherwise, look at yourself, how will you hold your head high in front of your junior colleagues?"

Yi Zhonghai gets furious whenever he hears the word "smoke".

You son of a bitch.

I've taken you as my disciple for so many years.

Besides bringing two packs of cigarettes with him on his first apprenticeship.

I never saw your filial piety again.

It's one thing to be unfilial.

He still smokes my cigarettes every day.

Why do I smoke a pack of cigarettes a day, but end up needing four cartons a month?

Because there's still one more thing to feed you, you worthless bastard.

My younger brother noticed that I had suddenly quit smoking and knew that I was just trying to save money.

He works so hard as a carpenter and earns money, then immediately buys us cigarettes.

Three Daqianmen cigarettes a month!

You worthless bastard.

It's infuriating to look at.

"Yes, Master, I will definitely learn diligently."

Jia Dongxu was stunned by the harsh scolding, and his expression was somewhat aggrieved.

"Forget it, you're the one who has to live your life. If you can't support the family in the future, you'll be the one who loses face."

"As your teacher, I've done my best to teach you, and that's all I've done."

When Yi Zhonghai saw that he still had the nerve to act aggrieved, his anger immediately dissipated.

A hopeless case.

Let it rot then.

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu felt as if the sky had fallen.

What does that mean?

I was just about to say something.

Yi Zhonghai strode away.

He even pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket, flicked out a cigarette, and lit it with a flourish.