Courtyard House: Inheriting the Restaurant, the Jia Family Wants to Get It for Free

The deaf old lady then returned to the backyard, while Yi Zhonghai rested with his injuries.

……

hospital.

Qin Huairu looked at Jia Zhangshi, who was still unconscious on the hospital bed, with a complicated expression.

She felt extremely frustrated at that moment!

Jia Dongxu walked up to her, his face full of guilt and exhaustion. He rummaged in his pocket for a while, then pulled out a wad of crumpled money and stuffed it into Qin Huairu's hand.

"Honey, I'm going back to the farm. I'll leave Mom in your care!"

His voice was hoarse, with a hint of pleading.

Qin Huai looked down at the money in her hand, not even counting it, but feeling a tightness in her chest.

You're asking me for trouble? You make it sound so easy! An old woman who's paralyzed in bed needs to be taken care of in every way, from eating and drinking to using the toilet. When will this ever end?

Her face looked terrible, her lips moved, but in the end she just nodded reluctantly.

Jia Dongxu noticed her displeasure and understood that anyone in her shoes wouldn't be happy in this situation. He sighed and said, "Honey, I'm sorry you've had to go through this. Wait for me to come back."

Hearing his softened words, Qin Huairu's anger subsided slightly, but her despair deepened.

Waiting for you to come back? What's the point of waiting for you to come back?

The house is gone, Mom is paralyzed, and you're burdened with the status of a former convict. What hope is there for this family?

She watched as Jia Dongxu was escorted by two policemen, one on each side, walking down the corridor. His tall figure stretched long under the lights, appearing so desolate and powerless.

Qin Huairu could no longer hold back. She squatted down, buried her face in her knees, and her shoulders began to tremble violently.

She regretted it.

I really regret it.

Tears of regret flowed uncontrollably.

……

at the same time.

After Cheng Shuhai coaxed his younger sister to sleep, he had a sudden thought and entered the space.

The chili peppers and other vegetables planted earlier are growing well.

The peppers were all plump and brightly colored, gleaming enticingly in the soft light of the room.

Cheng Shuhai walked over and casually picked one.

These chilies were fully ripe and ready to be harvested. With a thought, he automatically harvested all the chilies from the field and neatly stacked them on the open ground to the side, awaiting further processing.

He looked at the mountain of chili peppers and made some plans.

"I can make some spicy chicken for you to try tomorrow."

He wanted to see just how delicious the food made with the top-quality ingredients grown in this space could be.

My gaze shifted to the other side, where a large flock of chickens was leisurely strolling around.

These chickens were chicks he had bought before, and under the catalysis of a hundred times the time in the space, they had grown plump and strong, each one full of energy.

"I'll rely on you guys."

Cheng Shuhai smiled, already looking forward to tomorrow's delicious meal.

After dealing with these matters, Cheng Shuhai toured his "territory" again, feeling quite pleased with himself.

Then he left the space to go to sleep.

Just as Cheng Shuhai was planning his grand culinary spree in the space, and Qin Huairu was feeling hopeless about the future in the hospital, the atmosphere at the gate of the steel rolling mill was unusually solemn.

A black sedan and a military green truck slowly pulled up at the factory gate.

The steel mill leaders, who had been waiting there, immediately went to greet them.

Leading the way was Lou Bancheng.

Accompanying him were Deputy Factory Director Yang Xingguo (Factory Director Yang in the back) and Logistics Director Li Weimin (Deputy Factory Director Li in the back).

"Mr. Shi, you've finally arrived! You must be tired from your journey!" Lou Bancheng said with a big smile, quickly stepping forward and personally opening the back door of the car.

An elderly man got off the bus. He looked quite old, with gray hair, but he was in good spirits and had sharp eyes.

He was dressed in a simple Zhongshan suit, exuding the meticulous demeanor of a technical expert.

This is Shi Tingyue, also known as Old Shi, a Level 6 engineer who came down from the Ministry of Industry.

"Mr. Lou, you're too kind."

Old Shi waved his hand and shook hands with Lou Bancheng, his accent carrying a strong Sichuan flavor.

"Old Shi, this is our Deputy Factory Director Yang, and this is Director Li." Lou Bancheng then introduced the two people beside him.

"Hello, Deputy Factory Director Yang, Director Li."

Mr. Shi shook hands with them one by one.

Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li were flattered and quickly greeted him, "Hello, Mr. Shi! Welcome to our steel rolling mill for guidance!"

At the same time, the cargo bed of the truck behind was opened, and a group of neatly dressed, energetic young people jumped off the vehicle.

They were all refined and scholarly, carrying canvas bags on their backs and various blueprints and toolboxes in their hands.

These people were all students that Mr. Shi brought from the university, and they were the backbone of this technological improvement.

"Come on, Mr. Shi, let's go to the resting place first. The room has been prepared for you and all the students." Deputy Factory Director Yang led the way enthusiastically.

The group entered the steel rolling mill in a grand procession.

Deputy Factory Director Yang and others led Mr. Shi and his students to the expert guesthouse that had been prepared in advance.

After settling everyone in, Lou Bancheng, Deputy Factory Director Yang, and Director Li met in a small conference room.

"Finally, the person has arrived." Deputy Factory Director Yang wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Yes," Director Li added, "with Elder Shi and his group of top students, our factory's mission this time finally has hope."

Lou Bancheng leaned back in his chair, tapping his fingers lightly on the table, but his brows were slightly furrowed, showing less optimism than the others.

"Our hospitality arrangements must also be in place."

He spoke slowly.

Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li exchanged a glance, somewhat puzzled.

"Boss Lou, what do you mean by that?" Deputy Factory Director Yang asked. "I've made all the arrangements for the guesthouse; it's definitely the best accommodations in our factory."

"The hardware is good, but what about the software?" Lou Bancheng glanced at them. "I've made sure everyone knows that this Mr. Shi is a true Sichuan native, and he can't live without spicy food. Will he be able to get used to the food prepared by the chefs in our factory canteen?"

"This..." Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li were speechless.

They were so focused on getting people to come that they didn't even consider such a detailed issue.

The cooks in the steel rolling mill's canteen are all from the north, and the dishes they make are all salty and savory; they certainly don't know how to cook Sichuan cuisine.

"Old Shi is getting on in years, and his appetite isn't good to begin with. If he can't get used to the food and falls ill from the change in environment, forget about improving the equipment; we'll all be in deep trouble!"

Lou Bancheng's tone turned somber.

Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li's expressions also turned serious.

This is indeed a big problem!

"Then...what should we do?" Director Li asked anxiously. "Where are we going to find a chef who can cook Sichuan cuisine on short notice?"

Lou Bancheng sighed, a troubled look on his face.

"This wouldn't have been a problem in the past."

"I know all the skilled chefs in Beijing. I can just call any one of them."

As he spoke, his eyes dimmed slightly.

Times have changed, and his current status has made him someone many people avoid.

The chefs who used to fawn over him now avoid him, afraid of having anything to do with him.

"Sigh..." Lou Bancheng waved his hand, "It's no use saying all this now."

He looked at Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li and said solemnly, "Old Yang, Old Li, I'll have to trouble you two with this matter."

"We must find a way, we absolutely must find a way, to find a skilled Sichuan chef in Beijing! No matter the cost, no matter the price, as long as Old Master Shi is satisfied and comfortable with his meal!"

"This is our most important task right now!"

Deputy Factory Director Yang and Director Li immediately stood up straight, their expressions serious.

"Yes, Boss Lou, don't worry!"

"We guarantee to complete the mission!"

Deputy Factory Director Yang said firmly.

Although I wasn't sure myself, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it.

This matter concerns the future of the entire steel rolling mill, and they dare not be negligent in the slightest.