Hearing Jia Dongxu's sincere words, Yi Zhonghai felt quite gratified.
He waved his hand and smiled, saying, "We're master and disciple, it's only right that we look after each other. Let's eat sparingly, and if we don't have enough, we'll figure something out."
Jia Zhangshi also hurried to the door, smiling and saying nice things: "Old Yi, our family has been so fortunate to have your help all these years. Otherwise, we don't know how we would be living. Dongxu is so lucky to be able to learn a trade from you in the factory."
"Sister-in-law, there's no need for such formalities between our two families. Alright, if there's nothing else, I'll head back now."
Yi Zhonghai smiled and shook his head, then turned and walked towards the house across the street.
Looking at the bag of flour in his hand, Jia Dongxu began to have doubts. He had just been thinking of scheming against them, but now they were immediately showing gratitude after receiving the gift. Was his change of heart a bit too fast?
But seeing the actual grain in their hands, they had to suppress their ulterior motives, though they still had to complain.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai walk back home, Jia Dongxu snorted and went back inside: "Now you're pretending to be a good person. Why didn't you teach me any real skills before? Now that I'm down on my luck, you're offering me charity. You're so hypocritical, thinking you can make me grateful and obey you from now on? Dream on!"
Madam Jia disagreed, saying, "Dongxu, don't overthink it. He's giving us grain because he wants to. He's the one who wants to rely on you for his old age."
Jia Dongxu responded, handed the flour bag to Qin Huairu, and lay down on the kang (heated brick bed).
Qin Huairu took the bag of flour and muttered, "That old man is really a nice guy."
"Hmph, he's not that kind-hearted. He's probably up to something bad." Jia Zhangshi rolled her eyes at Qin Huairu. "He just wants our whole family to be indebted to him."
Madam Jia's eyes darted around, and she patted Jia Dongxu on the kang (a heated brick bed), lowering her voice to say, "Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai must have something in mind when he sent us noodles. We have to be careful and pretend to be grateful. We can figure him out later."
Jia Dongxu responded and closed his eyes, squinting.
Seeing this, Qin Huairu didn't say anything more and put the flour bag away.
The doors and windows on Sha Zhu's side have been repaired, thanks to the many side jobs he took on while recovering from his injury.
Although flipping the wok is tiring, it's still possible to give some guidance from the side.
Sha Zhu never hid his side jobs, and nobody bothered him. After all, his wages were low, and even a second-level worker in the factory was worth as much as him as the head chef. It's not easy to find a decent chef for weddings or funerals outside the factory.
These days, the best chefs are all in big restaurants; someone like Sha Zhu is considered exceptional.
Two days ago, Sha Zhu invited Wang Dabao to have a few drinks at his home. Now, with the leader's private canteen offering special treatment, he managed to snatch up quite a few good things.
The food was reheated on the stove again and again. Sha Zhu looked out the door several times, but Wang Dabao still didn't come home from get off work.
As for Wang Dabao, Section Chief Hu has now completely relinquished his responsibilities, dumping everything on Wang Dabao. Of course, this can be seen as a power transition, signifying the end of Section Chief Hu's era of leading the security department.
The Security Department is about to welcome its new leader, Wang Dabao.
It was nearly 7:30 when Wang Dabao returned to the compound. He pushed his bicycle into the house, washed his face, and went to Sha Zhu's house in the middle courtyard.
Passing by the west wing, the tune coming from inside showed that Xu Damao's excitement hadn't subsided.
This surprised Wang Dabao, who couldn't understand what happy event Xu Damao had encountered that made him so happy.
"Oh my, Zhu Zi, I can smell the delicious aroma even before I've stepped inside! What wonderful dishes have you prepared?"
Wang Dabao cheerfully pushed open Sha Zhu's door and strode inside, only to find Sha Zhu staring blankly at the wine bottle on the dining table.
Upon hearing the voice, Sha Zhu jumped up from the stool. "Hey, Brother Da Bao, you've finally arrived! If you hadn't come soon, the food would have gone bland. Come on, sit down."
Sha Zhu moved a stool and placed it in front of Wang Dabao, then ladled out the hot dishes from the stove.
"Hey, Zhu Zi, you're pretty good. These pig ears are nice, and there's chicken too." Wang Dabao picked up the bottle and looked at it, then laughed, "Great, this is pretty high-end, and it's not even loose liquor."
Sha Zhu put on a smug look, put his hands in his pockets, and laughed so hard his eyes disappeared: "Da Bao, let me tell you, your brother Zhu isn't one to eat other people's food for free. Last time you treated me to such good wine, so I have to treat you back this time, right?"
"Okay, you're still the most generous one, Zhu Zi."
Wang Dabao picked up the wine bottle and filled two small wine glasses. "Come on, let's have one, you two brothers."
Setting down his wine glass, Wang Dabao picked up a piece of chicken and said, "Wow, this chicken is quite big."
"Of course, even if it's not good, I can't keep half of it." Sha Zhu smacked his lips. "Try your brother's cooking."
Alright.
Wang Dabao was really hungry. After a hearty meal, he put down his chopsticks and asked, "When I came over, I heard Xu Damao singing to himself at home. Do you know what's going on?"
Xu Damao has been the manager for half a month now. The novelty should have worn off by now, or at least he shouldn't be this excited anymore.
"Who knows? That idiot is so smug. He might be happy for a while if he takes a good piss. Maybe he'll even play with the mud while his pee is still warm."
Sha Zhu, holding a wine glass, grinned and started to mock Xu Damao, "Hehe, I was peeking at you from the door earlier, and I heard Xu Damao arguing with Yi Zhonghai in the front yard. It was quite a scene, and it amused me to no end."
Sha Zhu recounted what he had heard to Wang Dabao, which only made Wang Dabao more puzzled.
Given Xu Damao's personality, he would definitely be furious, so how could he have time to sing? Could it be that he has a way to get revenge, or a sure-fire way to deal with Yi Zhonghai?
Wang Dabao nodded to himself. It seemed that it wouldn't be long before the courtyard would become lively again.
"Actually, no matter how they fight, we can just watch the show."
Sha Zhu took a sip of his drink and said.
"That's true, but aren't you afraid Xu Damao will come after you?" Wang Dabao smiled and looked at Shazhu. "You two are like oil and water, and he's still the boss. Aren't you afraid?!"
"Hey, what's there to be afraid of? We've been through this before. At worst, we'll just do it."
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