Jia Zhangshi was overweight, and Qin Huairu was not a good driver, which caused the car to lose its balance while turning and plunge into a small ditch.
With a loud thud, the two men made solid contact with the silt in the ditch.
Qin Huairu's first reaction was to protect her stomach. Only after confirming that she hadn't bumped her stomach did she slowly stand up.
Jia Zhangshi, who was standing nearby, was in a similar situation to Qin Huairu, except that she had plunged headfirst into the ditch, her head covered in mud.
"Qin Huairu, did you come to pick me up or to harm me?"
Jia Zhangshi, wiping the mud off her head, yelled at Qin Huairu.
In order to go home looking presentable today, Jia Zhangshi borrowed some soap from the guard to wash her hair, but before she was clean for long, her head was covered in mud.
If I went back to the courtyard house looking like this, I'd be laughed at to death.
"Mom, I told you not to move around, can't you just sit still?" Qin Huairu looked at the bicycle at her feet with a pained expression.
Not only was it covered in mud, but the handlebars were also tilted far to one side.
After struggling to pull the bicycle up, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi studied it for more than ten minutes but still couldn't figure out how to fix it.
"They didn't even offer to find a newer bicycle to take me home."
Madam Jia complained.
Qin Huairu became even more depressed upon hearing this.
There were only a few bicycles in the entire courtyard. Chen Jun's three bicycles were out of the question; he definitely wouldn't lend them to her. Xu Damao did have one, but he would definitely want something in return.
It was only because old bicycles were expensive in Yanbu that they were easy to borrow.
"Let's walk back."
Qin Huairu sighed and then pushed her bicycle, with its handlebars askew, toward the city.
Near the city wall, Qin Huairu saw a repair shop.
"Grandpa, how much does it cost to fix my bicycle handlebars?"
Qin Huairu wasn't sure if the handlebars could be bent back; she thought they needed to be repaired.
The old man who repairs cars is either repairing cars or on his way to repair cars every day. He could tell at a glance that Qin Huairu was an amateur, so he glanced at the disheveled Qin Huairu and held up one finger: "One yuan."
We'll take advantage of anyone who doesn't know anything about this.
"Why is it so expensive!"
Qin Huairu touched her pocket and found she only had a few cents, so she looked towards Jia Zhangshi.
"Why are you looking at me? I don't have any money!"
"Besides, you borrowed the bicycle from Yan Bugui, so it has nothing to do with me now that it's broken," Jia Zhangshi shouted, her triangular eyes gleaming.
have to!
Since neither of us has the money, we might as well not bother with the repairs and let Yan Bugui do it. We'll give him an IOU and pay him back in a few days when we get the money.
And so, the two of them pushed their crooked bicycles back to the courtyard house.
The three women who were chatting in the courtyard spotted Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi returning at a glance.
Seeing the two of them looking so disheveled, the aunt almost lost her composure.
"Hey, is that your bicycle?" An older woman nudged the three older women with her elbow.
The three women shook their heads without even thinking: "My bicycle handlebars aren't crooked."
As soon as I finished speaking, I subconsciously felt that something was wrong.
Judging from Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi's appearances, it's obvious they've fallen into a ditch.
"Oh my god, my bicycle!"
The three women jumped up from their stools in a flash and ran towards their bicycles with panicked expressions.
Once it was confirmed that it really was their own bicycle, the three women became furious.
"Qin Huairu, what's wrong with you? You've ruined my perfectly good bicycle like this. Pay up, or fix it!"
The bicycle was the only valuable thing in the house, and not only did Yan Bugui cherish it like a treasure, but his third aunt also treated it like a precious gem.
Even when Yu Li wanted to ride her bicycle back to her parents' home, she couldn't.
But now Qin Huairu has ruined her like this.
They really don't know how to cherish things that aren't their own.
"You're just a broken bicycle going on and on, aren't you!" Jia Zhangshi sneered disdainfully, then left Qin Huairu behind and walked towards the central courtyard.
"Sigh, our family now..."
Qin Huairu was about to stop Jia Zhangshi, but was stopped by the Third Aunt.
"Qin Huairu, my husband only lent you his bicycle because he knows how hard you work. It doesn't matter if it's a little dirty or anything; I can just turn on the water and clean it. But you broke the handlebars; shouldn't you fix them?" The third aunt grabbed Qin Huairu's arm, demanding an explanation.
Jia Zhangshi, on the other hand, arrived at the Central Court without any hindrance.
But she was dumbfounded when she arrived at her own doorstep.
What's going on?
Why are there so many blue bricks piled up at the entrance? And there are clanging and banging sounds coming from inside the house.
Judging by the way they're doing it, it seems like they're cleaning the house.
Oh wow!
Could it be that Jia Dongxu knew he was about to be released, so he specially spent money to have the house renovated?
Yes!
That must be it!
This brat was worried that I would keep harping on the money issue, so he cleaned the house to please me!
Thinking of this, Jia Zhangshi grinned and walked into the house.
Good heavens!
The house has really changed a lot. Not only has a ceiling been installed to prevent things from falling, but a wall has also been added.
Behind the wall, there were four or five people busy at work, seemingly building a heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).
Filial piety!
My eldest son is indeed filial. Worried that he wouldn't be warm enough to sleep in during the winter, he spent money to build a heated kang (a traditional Chinese bed-stove).
Ouch!
With this heated kang (traditional Chinese bed), we won't have to suffer next winter.
"Can you be a little more careful when you work? You have to handle the bricks gently, or you'll lose your wages if they break."
"Hey, hey, and that mud mix, add more straw to it."
"What kind of people did you hire? They're not serious about their work at all!"
Madam Jia only stood by and glanced at it a few times before she couldn't help but start finding fault.
Captain Jia, who was supervising the work nearby, took a close look at Jia Zhangshi, scratched his head in confusion. He felt that she looked familiar, but he couldn't remember her identity for the time being.
This person isn't Director Chen's mother!
Could it be Director Chen's mother-in-law?
After thinking about it, Captain Jia realized that it was indeed possible.
"You're Director Chen's mother-in-law, right? Just call me Xiao Jia. We can't add anything to the earthen kang (heated brick bed)..."
"What, Director Chen's mother-in-law?"
Before Captain Jia could finish speaking, he was interrupted by Jia Zhangshi.
“I am Jia Dongxu’s mother! Who is Director Chen, you little bastard?” Jia Zhangshi glared at Captain Jia with displeasure.
They were receiving wages from their family, yet they didn't even know who their employer was.
What the hell is this?
"Aren't you Director Chen Jun's mother-in-law?" Captain Jia asked suspiciously.
"Chen Jun? That damned bastard doesn't even deserve to be related to me! Besides, I only have one son, Jia Dongxu, and no daughters!"
Jia Zhangshi was getting a little angry. Why did the worker Jia Dongxu hired keep talking about Chen Jun?
Could it be that his own son tricked Chen Jun?
They'd send Chen Jun to jail if they didn't renovate his house.
"Oh, then please leave!"
Captain Jia then understood what was going on.
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