Siheyuan (traditional courtyard house): 52 years of farming, producing hundreds of millions of tons

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Being a Grade 8 worker is different from the previous seven grades; it's an honor, the pinnacle of a worker's achievement. There are only a handful of Grade 8 workers in the entire steel rolling mill.

Boom boom boom!

As he was lost in thought, someone knocked on the door.

When Yi Zhonghai opened the door and saw Wan Ping'an, his head buzzed.

The debt collectors are here!

I just got my salary, and I haven't even had a chance to enjoy it yet!

"Sir, you should know why I'm here, right?"

"Just make it quick!"

Wan Ping'an's smile was radiant.

"I know!"

Yi Zhonghai gritted his teeth and squeezed out a sentence.

fortunately.

Wan Ping'an only wants him to use his salary to pay off his debts.

With his technical skills, 060 can also help out at some small factories during holidays to earn some extra money.

Otherwise, we really won't be able to make a living!

The fifty-five yuan I just received was taken by Wan Ping'an forty-five yuan.

"Damn it!"

Wan Ping'an has passed away.

Yi Zhonghai slammed his fist on the table.

The table tipped over, and Yi Zhonghai fell to the ground, clutching his arms and howling in pain.

When Yi Dang's mother was cooking in the kitchen, she heard screams and ran out to see the table overturned and Yi Zhonghai rolling on the ground clutching his right hand.

Outside.

Yan Fugui was startled.

When Wan Ping'an demanded repayment of his debts, he joined in the commotion.

Wan Ping'an left, and he also planned to go home. Just as he took a step, he heard a loud crash from Yi Zhonghai's house, followed by Yi Zhonghai's scream.

"What happened?"

"Is Yi Zhonghai having a moment of despair?"

Yan Fugui was very surprised.

Snapped!

Someone patted Yan Fugui on the shoulder.

Hey!

Yan Fugui jumped three feet high.

It was so scary.

"Second Uncle, don't you know that scaring someone can kill them?"

Yan Fugui was furious.

Fortunately, he didn't have a heart condition, otherwise Liu Haizhong's slap would have killed him.

"Uncle, why are you so agitated?"

"You're standing in front of this old man's house, have you done something wrong?"

Liu Haizhong was very curious.

"come here!"

Yan Fugui pulled Liu Haizhong to the corner of the wall.

"What are you two doing so mysteriously?"

Xu Fugui happened to return and saw the two of them pulling and tugging at each other as they went to the corner. He teased them for a while.

"Old Xu, you're back just in time. Come, come, come, I have something to tell you."

Who says men don't gossip?

Yan Fugui is very gossipy!

"Guess what I just saw?"

Yan Fugui asked Xu Fugui and Liu Haizhong.

"Uncle, stop keeping us in suspense. If we could guess, would we need to ask you?"

"Make it quick!"

The two men urged each other on.

"Okay, I'll get straight to the point."

"Isn't today the day the steel mill pays wages?"

"Wan Ping'an just went to collect a debt from an old man. He's really ruthless. As agreed, he left Yi Zhonghai ten yuan for living expenses."

"As soon as he left, I heard a loud crash from an old man's house, followed by Yi Zhonghai's scream."

“Listen, Yi Zhonghai is still humming.”

Yan Fugui described it vividly.

"Do you think this old man is thinking of doing something drastic?"

Yan Fugui countered with a question.

"No way?"

"Didn't we leave him ten yuan for living expenses?"

Liu Haizhong tried hard to suppress his laughter.

"If you ask me, he must have been so angry that he threw or smashed things and hurt himself."

Xu Fugui guessed.

"I think so too."

Liu Haizhong added a sentence.

The three of them gossiped for half an hour, trying to guess what had happened to Yi Zhonghai.

From banging his head against the wall to smashing the pot, he managed to guess dozens of answers.

The three parted ways.

They each went to speak to someone else.

Within an hour, everyone in the courtyard knew.

Yi Zhonghai harmed himself!

Yan Fugui returned from the backyard and then went to the front gate to act as a door god.

"Jia Zhangshi, Jia Dongxu, are you two alright?"

Jia Zhangshi and her son have returned.

Yan Fugui asked out of pure curiosity, not out of concern.

Yi Zhonghai took the two to the hospital. When he returned from the hospital, no matter who asked, he always replied that it was nothing serious and did not reveal any specific details.

snort!

Jia Zhangshi was furious and ignored Yan Fugui.

"Thank you for your concern, Uncle. We're alright now."

Jia Dongxu knows a little about manners.

"Mom, you've gone too far. Where are you going?"

The mother and son returned to the Central Court.

Jia Dongxu saw Jia Zhangshi heading straight to the backyard.

Jia Zhangshi ignored Jia Dongxu and went to the back, to the front of Wan Ping'an's house.

"You, surnamed Wan, come out here."

"Your wild boar meat almost killed me. I have no money, you have to pay me back today, or I'll call the police and send you to jail."

Jia Zhangshi banged on the door.

The sharp scream was heard throughout the entire courtyard.

Everyone saw that Jia Zhangshi and Jia Dongxu had diarrhea, but no one expected that it was because she ate Wan Ping'an's wild boar meat.


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