The Wizard's Journey Begins in a Courtyard House

Chapter 94 The Clever Qin Huairu

Chapter 94 The Clever Qin Huairu

While Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu were discussing Li Qin, Qin Huairu remained silent.

At this moment, her eyes were full of contemplation.

Noticing that she didn't speak, Jia Dongxu looked at Qin Huairu with a puzzled expression.

"Wife, why aren't you saying anything?"

At this moment, Madam Jia Zhang also turned her gaze over.

Qin Huairu's gaze shifted between her husband and mother-in-law at this moment:

"Dongxu, Mom, I think we don't need to pay too much attention to Xiao Li. The key issue now is still with Uncle Yi."

Since he's already considering replacing the caregiver, then even without Xiao Li, there will be others.

It must be said that Qin Huairu is quite intelligent; she got straight to the heart of the matter with just one sentence.

Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi nodded in agreement.

"So, wife, what do you think we should do next?"

Jia Dongxu spoke directly.

Although Madam Jia did not speak, she also looked at Qin Huairu.

It must be said that when Jia Dongxu was still alive, the atmosphere in the Jia family was quite good.

A glint of light flashed in Qin Huairu's eyes;

"Dongxu, Mom, should we pretend we don't know what Uncle Yi is thinking, or should we treat him the same as before?"

The moment she uttered her first sentence, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi's expressions changed.

"Huai Ru, now that old dog Yi is like this, shouldn't we break ties with him? Why are we still acting the same as usual?"

Madam Jia asked, puzzled.

Jia Dongxu also looked puzzled.

Qin Huai, however, remained remarkably calm and said:

"As long as the old man hasn't found another caregiver, we'll have to keep playing this game with him."

Only in this way could we receive his protection in the courtyard, and only then could Dongxu learn his trade from him at the steel rolling mill.

At this point, Qin Huairu paused slightly, and a strange expression suddenly appeared on her face;

"I remember saying at the hospital-wide meeting a few days ago that the steel rolling mill will soon be implementing an eight-level worker system."

Dongxu's priority now is to learn more skills from an old man before the assessment.

"Once Dongxu gets good results in the assessment, he'll be able to earn a higher salary, and our family won't have to suffer under Uncle's oppression anymore."

Upon hearing this, Jia Dongxu and Jia Zhangshi immediately showed expressions of understanding.

The reason their family was suppressed by Yi Zhonghai was because of their poor living conditions.

Conversely, if Jia Dongxu were to be given a good grade during the assessment, he wouldn't need to be mindful of Yi Zhonghai's feelings.

"Huai Ru, you're so smart."

Madam Jia immediately praised;

Then he looked at Jia Dongxu and said earnestly:

"Dongxu, for the next few months, whatever Yi Zhonghai's attitude or thoughts, don't pay attention to them."

You only have one task: to learn the trade well.

Jia Dongxu was well aware of this and immediately nodded seriously.

However, neither Qin Huairu nor Jia Zhangshi noticed that just now, a look of worry had flashed deep in Jia Dongxu's eyes.

He had sensed something was wrong a long time ago.

When he first became Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, Yi Zhonghai did teach him the craft very seriously.

However, after he learned the basic skills of a fitter, he thought that Yi Zhonghai would teach him more advanced skills.

But that's not the case.

Yi Zhonghai began to use various excuses to deal with him;

For example, don't aim too high; be down-to-earth and build a solid foundation.

At first, Jia Dongxu genuinely believed that Yi Zhonghai was doing it for his own good, but as time went on, he gradually realized that something was amiss.

This is because they don't want to teach him more advanced skills.

However, Jia Dongxu knew very well that he still needed Yi Zhonghai's protection.

Therefore, even though they knew the truth, they could only pretend not to understand and could only try to learn from Yi Zhonghai by following him around.

He just misunderstood one thing;

Yi Zhonghai is a master craftsman, and he usually receives tasks involving high-end workpieces.

Even if a junior worker wanted to learn the skills, he wouldn't have a starting point.

Jia Dongxu also had his own ideas and had tried to learn from other fitters...:

However, Yi Zhonghai reminded him several times, either explicitly or implicitly.

The other fitters in the workshop may have also received a "reminder" from Yi Zhonghai, because from then on, no one was willing to teach Jia Dongxu anymore.

At this point, Jia Dongxu had completely given up hope.

All he could think of was to pledge his loyalty to Yi Zhonghai day after day, hoping that the other party would truly trust him.

In this way, he can learn more skills.

Unfortunately, even now, the effect is still very weak.

Jia Dongxu didn't actually have much confidence in this job level assessment.

But looking at his wife and mother's expectant eyes, he simply couldn't bring himself to tell them the truth.

I can only keep these things to myself.

The atmosphere in the Yan family's front yard was equally oppressive today:

When Yan Jiecheng returned home after a day of odd jobs, he was greeted not by the smiles of his family, but by the cold face of Yan Bugui.

This puzzled Yan Jiecheng greatly.

Before, when he came home, his family would at least ask him a few questions, but now the atmosphere is very strange:

"Dad, Mom, has something happened at home?"

Yan Jiecheng immediately asked.

It would have been better if he hadn't asked; the moment he did, Yan Bugui's expression turned even uglier.

The look in their eyes was full of disappointment and frustration.

This only confused Yan Jiecheng even more.

Despite his doubts after a long day, Yan Jiecheng didn't dwell on them since Yan Bugui didn't want to talk about it.

Yan Jiecheng went straight to the kitchen and took out the food that had been left for him.

Although it wasn't anything special, he was already quite satisfied as long as it filled his stomach.

Just as he picked up his bowl to eat, Yan Bugui grew angrier and angrier, and finally slammed his hand on the table.

"Snapped!"

The sudden noise startled Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng looked at his father with a blank expression.

At this point, he even wondered if his father was going through menopause.

"All you do is eat, eat, eat. You're completely useless. All you do is wander around the streets all day. You don't even know how to find a stable job."

Seeing Yan Jiecheng's stupid expression, Yan Bugui felt even more distressed.

Upon hearing this, Yan Jiecheng could no longer contain himself;

"Dad, can't you be reasonable? I go out early every morning to find work, when have I ever been messing around?"

"As for finding a stable job, do you think I don't want to find one? You know how difficult it is to find a stable job in Beijing these days."

At this point, Yan Jiecheng paused for a moment, a complex look flashing in his eyes, before lowering his voice several decibels.

"If you really want me to find a stable job, then give me some money. If you want a stable job without money, you're dreaming."

The buying and selling of workstations in Beijing is not a secret at all.

However, very few workstations are put up for sale.

Even if they exist, they'll be snapped up quickly once word gets out.

Therefore, to obtain a work position through buying and selling, one needs not only money, but also opportunity and luck.