Yi Zhonghai was also startled. He got up and went to the door, frowning and scolding, "Jia Dongxu, what are you doing? What are you doing in this freezing weather? Don't you want to die?"
"Master, I was wrong."
Jia Dongxu's lips were purple from the cold, and his voice trembled, "I was blinded by greed before, I'm so sorry, please forgive me this time."
After pondering at home for a long time and discussing it with Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu finally understood the key point and had no choice but to ask Yi Zhonghai for forgiveness.
First of all, we don't have much food left at home. I haven't received my salary for three months, and my family is about to go hungry.
Secondly, without Yi Zhonghai's protection in the workshop, given his past misdeeds, very few people in the workshop would give him a friendly look.
Although Yi Zhonghai is currently being looked down upon at the factory, he is, after all, a level eight worker. The contempt he faces is only temporary, and Jia Dongxu believes that sooner or later Yi Zhonghai will regain his respect.
Therefore, from any perspective, he must maintain a good relationship with both his own family and Yi Zhonghai's family.
Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly, showing no intention of helping Jia Dongxu up.
With a sob in his voice, Jia Dongxu said, "You have always taken care of my family, but I have not been grateful. Now that you are in trouble, I have not been able to help you. But those words were really forced me to write. Master, I know I was wrong. Please forgive me for the sake of all the years I have been by your side!"
"Hmph, now you know you're wrong? Where were you before?"
Yi Zhonghai glared at Jia Dongxu, who was kneeling on the ground, wishing he could kick him. "I never thought that after all these years, I would raise such an ungrateful wretch like you. Not only do you not know how to be grateful, but you also turn around and bite me. How can you face me after all the years of taking care of your family?!"
Tears streamed down Jia Dongxu's face as he desperately kowtowed, his forehead slamming against the stone steps with a loud thud.
It wasn't that he sincerely repented; it was that he was afraid.
If Yi Zhonghai doesn't choose to forgive him, then in a few days the family will really have no food to cook.
After all, the fifty yuan had already been taken away by the security department.
Yi Zhonghai's wife softened and tugged at his sleeve.
He then stepped forward and said, "Get up first. What kind of behavior is it to kneel like this?"
Although Yi Zhonghai harbored resentment, he still sighed and said, "Alright, let's go inside first. Don't freeze to death here. If we really die, we won't be able to clear our names even if we jump into the Yellow River."
Jia Dongxu felt as if he had been granted a pardon. He tried to stand up shakily, but as soon as he lifted one leg, he seemed to remember something and stubbornly shook his head. "Master, if you don't forgive me, I will stay kneeling here forever."
Just then, a burst of laughter came from behind.
Sha Zhu leaned against the wooden pillar in front of the door, peered over, and shouted, "Hey, Jia Dongxu, what's going on here? Performing some kind of performance art for everyone in the dead of winter?"
Jia Dongxu's lips were purple from the cold, and his teeth were chattering, but when he turned to look at Sha Zhu, his eyes were full of hatred.
Today's apology was the best way for him and his mother to resolve the strained relationship with Yi Zhonghai. If Sha Zhu messed it up, he'd probably go home, grab a knife, and skin that bastard Sha Zhu alive.
"You idiot Zhu, get the hell out of here! I'm apologizing to my master, what's it to you?"
"Yeah?!"
Sha Zhu swung his arms and slowly walked to Yi Zhonghai's door. He circled around Jia Dongxu and teased, "Jia Dongxu, your look is quite unique. Are you starving and have to exchange your clothes for food?"
"Hey, you even have two little wooden sticks clipped to your belt. Okay, that's quite interesting."
As he spoke, Sha Zhu even pulled out a cigarette and held it up in front of him, examining it closely.
Hearing the commotion, several neighbors came out to check. Seeing the situation and hearing Sha Zhu's teasing words, they couldn't help but burst into laughter.
Jia Dongxu was furious, but he didn't dare to show it in front of Yi Zhonghai. He could only lower his head and grit his teeth, hoping that Yi Zhonghai would say a few words for him.
If Yi Zhonghai speaks, he can not only escape an awkward situation, but also probe the other party's attitude towards him through his words.
Unfortunately, the other party did not grant his wish.
"If you don't want to get up, then you can stay kneeling like this."
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai slowly spoke: "You think you can make up for your past mistakes by pulling this stunt? You've forgotten all the good I did for you, and now you're begging for forgiveness? Too late!"
"And I also told you at the factory that you are not allowed to call me master anymore, and I don't have a disciple like you."
After saying that, Yi Zhonghai turned around and sat back down in his chair, leaving Jia Dongxu kneeling outside the door, while Sha Zhu and the others pointed and whispered among themselves.
Yi Zhonghai wasn't stupid; he knew that Jia Dongxu might not be genuinely repentant, and that it might just be a temporary expedient.
More and more neighbors gathered in the courtyard, and they all surrounded Jia Dongxu, trying to persuade him to stop.
They just said things like, "It's cold, and if this continues, you'll definitely get sick."
Some people whispered that Yi Zhonghai wasn't magnanimous enough, but they had no idea what mistake Jia Dongxu had made.
"Hey, Jia Dongxu, did you hear that? What kind of deceitful and treacherous thing did you do to make your master so angry?"
Sha Zhu, with one hand in his pocket, clicked his tongue and said, "I bet you betrayed your sect. I knew you were a scoundrel a long time ago!"
Jia Dongxu suddenly raised his head and glared at Sha Zhu, but considering what he had done, he held back.
The most important thing is to get your master's forgiveness. The more miserable you are, the more soft-hearted Yi Zhonghai will be!
Thinking of this, Jia Dongxu immediately lowered his head and stopped arguing with Sha Zhu.
With such a commotion in the courtyard, the old men in charge must have heard about it and come out to see what's going on.
Sure enough, from afar, Yan Bugui was seen putting on a thick cotton coat and adjusting his glasses as he jogged over. Behind him were his three sons, Jie Cheng, Jie Fang, and Jie Kuang.
A few more people came in through the moon gate behind them.
Wang Dabao is in the center, with Liu Haizhong, Liu Guangtian, and Xu Damao on his left and right respectively.
Seeing Jia Dongxu kneeling shirtless at Yi Zhonghai's door, Xu Damao grinned from a distance.
Approaching the woman, Xu Damao looked at her and asked, "Auntie, what's going on? Is your husband, Lao Yi, using family discipline to punish his apprentice?"
Yi Zhonghai's wife glanced at Xu Damao, ignored him, went inside, brought out a cup of hot water, and handed it to Jia Dongxu.
No matter what, she had watched this child grow up, and she couldn't bear to see him kneeling in the freezing cold.
Even if you raise a dog from a puppy to adulthood, you'll still develop a bond with it!
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