Meanwhile, at No. 95, a courtyard house.
After having lunch, Jia Dongxu prepared to go to Brother Hu's place to withdraw money.
"Honey, I have to go now. You have to keep a close eye on things at home. We can't let them cheat or take advantage of us, and we can't let them steal anything from our house."
The old house had been bought back, so it naturally needed to be renovated. Just then, Yi Zhonghai called the renovation team early in the morning, and Jia Dongxu arranged for them to continue working.
Not only does he want to do it, but he also wants to improve it; he wants to completely renovate the house.
As for the furniture, he'll make do with it for now, and buy a new set after he wins a few more days of money.
If you have money, you should enjoy life.
Having grown accustomed to a life of hardship, Jia Dongxu became somewhat arrogant after suddenly becoming wealthy, feeling that he deserved to live the life of a rich person.
They wear nice clothes, live in nice houses, and eat meat at every meal.
"Don't worry, Dongxu, I'll keep a close eye on things."
As she spoke, Qin Huairu took some fruit and stuffed it into Jia Dongxu's arms: "You work hard to earn money, have some if you're hungry, I'll cook you something delicious tonight."
"Let's go!"
Jia Dongxu waved his hand dismissively, and Zhang Laosan immediately went to greet him, pushing Jia Dongxu out the door with a fawning expression.
The two had barely left when the middle-aged women in the yard gathered around them.
"No, what's wrong with Jia Dongxu these past few days? How did he suddenly become rich? He just sold a house and then bought it back, making Yi Zhonghai a full fifty yuan. If I had known this would happen, I would have fought with Yi Zhonghai for the house back then."
Fifty yuan is a considerable sum for any family, enough to cover the expenses of a large family for two or three months.
"Easy for you to say, can your family even come up with more than five hundred yuan?" Another woman expressed a different opinion.
"Oh dear, we've gone off on a tangent. Where do you think Jia Dongxu goes to make money every day? And Zhang Laosan, he's practically become Jia Dongxu's lackey."
"How can someone with a limp make any money? Could he be a spy for the enemy?"
Upon hearing this, the older women in the courtyard all gasped in shock.
To act as an informant for enemy agents?
It is well known that enemy agents are extremely wealthy, and they are willing to spend money to achieve their goals.
The speed at which money can be made through legitimate business is limited, but the Jia family has been indulging in lavish meals, buying back a house, and hiring a renovation team to fix it up these past few days, clearly indicating that they have suddenly become rich.
Jia Dongxu is disabled, so let alone finding a job that brings him quick riches, they wouldn't even hire him for a job that pays ten yuan a month.
Therefore, it is quite possible that he received a sum of money from enemy agents.
"Do you guys remember that thing Qin Huairu picked up?" An older woman suddenly slapped her thigh as if she had just remembered something.
"A radio station! An enemy agent's radio station!"
An older woman immediately replied.
Everything is connected; everything is connected.
Jia Dongxu's sudden wealth was all traceable!
"Oh my god, shh, don't let Qin Huairu hear this." The third aunt quickly gestured to everyone, signaling them to keep their voices down.
"Everyone has a responsibility to catch enemy spies. The neighborhood office even offers rewards, so we must not alert them. We must gather evidence before reporting to the authorities," the auntie instructed.
The others thought it made sense and nodded in agreement.
"Then I'll go to the Central Court to do laundry and keep an eye on Qin Huairu. If Jia Dongxu is colluding with enemy agents, she's definitely not clean either."
"Yes, keep an eye on Qin Huairu!"
The women immediately began assigning surveillance tasks, intending to find evidence that Jia Dongxu was colluding with enemy agents.
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On the way, Zhang Laosan pushed Jia Dongxu out of the alley, glanced at his bulging pockets, and couldn't help but ask, "Dongxu, how much money did you win yesterday? You even bought the house."
"I wish I had your skills."
"Not much, just over three hundred." Jia Dongxu waved his hand casually: "Third brother, you can just play cards outside, but don't go inside. If you want to win money in there, you need both skill and luck."
The purpose of saying these things was twofold: firstly, to make Zhang Laosan realize his own limitations; and secondly, to worry that Zhang Laosan might also win money, making it impossible for him to control Zhang Laosan in the future.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Laosan rolled his eyes dismissively, but his tone was quite obsequious: "That's right, that's right. I only win some pocket money outside, I wouldn't dare to gamble inside."
"By the way, you've won all my money. Can you lend me some today? I want to go play cards with Brother Guang and the others."
What Zhang Laosan said was true. Jia Dongxu had already won all his money, and he didn't have a single penny left. Jia Dongxu, on the other hand, hadn't been slaughtered yet, and the money he had lost before was unlikely to be returned to him.
So Zhang Laosan used the word "borrow" to intend to take some money from Jia Dongxu first.
"Heh, here's five yuan." Jia Dongxu casually pulled out a few small bills and tossed them to Zhang Laosan: "You don't need to pay me back. Just push me out the door every day from now on."
"I can make money with my brain, but unfortunately my legs are useless. I need someone to push my cart."
Forehead......
Upon hearing these words, Zhang Laosan's face twitched involuntarily.
So, Jia Dongxu really thinks he's a servant?
Just a few days ago he was calling him "Third Brother," and today he's being made to be the driver and push the wheelchair.
If Jia Dongxu hadn't been exploited yet, Zhang Laosan would definitely have turned against him.
"Oh, thank you, Dongxu!"
He cursed under his breath, but Zhang Laosan still smiled and accepted the five yuan.
A fool wouldn't take the money!
Zhang Laosan wouldn't be so foolish as to turn down money.
After pushing Jia Dongxu into the house, Zhang Laosan went out to find someone to play cards with.
Once inside, Jia Dongxu felt as if he had returned home.
The murky air, thick with the smell of tobacco, and the environment filled with insults, all seemed so refreshing to Jia Dongxu.
His spirits also became high.
"Brother Dongxu, you look much more energetic than yesterday. Did something good happen at home?"
When Guang Ge saw Jia Dongxu arrive, he smiled and took the wheelchair from him.
"Haha, I guess so."
Buying the house should be a great joy, but Jia Dongxu didn't explain much to Brother Guang. After greeting Brother Hu, he hurriedly went to slam the table.
Seeing Jia Dongxu's hurried and flustered appearance, Guang Ge felt secretly pleased.
"Tiger, are we closing the net today?"
Tiger glanced at Jia Dongxu and slowly nodded: "I've already made arrangements. Let him win a few rounds first, then just wait to bleed money out."
Alright!
After hearing this, Brother Guang poured some tea for Brother Hu: "My brothers outside have been waiting for a long time. All their money has been won by Jia Dongxu."
"But after today, everything will be fine, hahaha."
Tiger Brother also picked up his teacup with a half-smile and took a few sips: "We've already figured out where his house is, so we're not worried about squeezing any money out of him."
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