Courtyard House: My Hidden Wheat Seeds Caused a National Sensation

Regarding the question of how to reduce the scrap rate of parts.

He never seriously considered it.

In his opinion.

The scrap rate of parts is directly related to the skill level of the fitter.

The more skilled the craftsman, the lower the scrap rate.

To reduce the scrap rate.

Just focus on improving your fitter skills!

As for other shortcuts, he was truly unaware of them.

Aside from the fitter trade.

He also worked as a toilet cleaner in the logistics department.

but.

He had absolutely no experience cleaning toilets.

after all.

During his tenure, he always went through the motions and shirked his duties.

If you were to ask him to write a reflection on his laziness...

He can write thousands of words at length.

but.

How could he dare to put pen to paper something like this?

The manuscript needs to be submitted in one week.

What should I write?

Jia Dongxu felt a splitting headache.

now.

His dislike for Li Jianye deepened.

"That Li Jianye is really something."

Why not just be a farmer and live a peaceful life?

They just had to create all this trouble!

You're just causing trouble for others!

If it weren't for him, I wouldn't be in such a difficult situation!

Jia Dongxu complained under his breath.

He strolled towards the place where Yan Bugui had set a trap.

He planned to first check if Yan Bugui's trap had caught any wild rabbits today.

unexpectedly.

to the place.

However, he discovered that Yan Bugui had not set any new traps recently.

As a result, there was absolutely no new gain.

"That stingy old man Yan is really something."

What are they busy with all day long?

They don't even bother to clean up the traps anymore!

That's simply neglecting their duties!

Jia Dongxu muttered grumbling to himself, full of complaints.

"No way, Banggeng said that Yan Laoxi has been disappearing as soon as school is over these days, he must be up to something."

I'm going to wait outside his school today and see what he's up to!

Although he was determined to find out Yan Bugui's recent movements—even putting aside his usual favorite rabbit-catching skills—he was not in a hurry to set off immediately.

He first went back home, grabbed some dry food and fishing gear, and then hurriedly went out again.

He planned to spend some time by the water first, and then wait at the school gate around three or four o'clock when the sun was setting.

As for Xiao Dang... ever since Qin Huairu took over the job, the child has been taken care of by an older woman.

"Derlongdongqiang—"

Jia Dongxu hummed that familiar tune, his steps light and flamboyant, heading straight for Shichahai.

He dug up a few earthworms as bait, then cast his line into the water and waited quietly.

Fishing is a activity that requires patience, but Jia Dongxu simply lacks that patience.

After staring at the float for a while, my eyelids began to feel heavy.

He yawned deeply, pulled out the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" he had read countless times from his pocket, and started fishing while reading, quite at ease.

"Comrade."

Just as he was engrossed in reading, a shout suddenly pulled him back from the world of swords and shadows in the book.

"Who is it?"

He turned his head impatiently and saw a police officer in uniform standing beside him.

"Oh! Officer, what...what are your instructions?"

Jia Dongxu's expression changed instantly, and he forced a smile.

The scene of the police taking his mother away back then is still etched in his mind, and he always feels a bit afraid of that uniform.

"Comrade, your fishing float has moved."

"what?"

Jia Dongxu was stunned and subconsciously turned his head to look at the water—sure enough, the float had already sunk into the water!

"They've taken the bait!"

He was overjoyed and quickly cast his line.

Before long, a shimmering silver grass carp was pulled out of the water, weighing about a pound.

"Hehe, I'm really lucky!"

Jia Dongxu was overjoyed and was about to hand the fish to the police officer when the officer stopped him with a serious expression.

"Comrade, we appreciate your kind intentions."

If you really want to help, please answer a few questions for us.

"Ask away!"

Jia Dongxu readily agreed.

This was the first time he had caught anything while fishing, and he was in a great mood.

Do you know Zhang Ye?

"Never heard of it."

"Where is Li Ge?"

"I don't know them either."

The police officer took out a small notebook and called out several names in succession, but Jia Dongxu shook his head each time.

Until I heard "He Daqing"

Only after hearing those three words did he suddenly raise his eyes.

"I know this place well! Officer, to be honest, He Daqing lives in the same courtyard as me!"

"Oh?"

The police officer immediately perked up. "What do you know about He Daqing?"

"There are plenty!"

Once Jia Dongxu started talking, he couldn't stop, spilling out everything he knew.

He was so open and honest for several reasons: first, he felt that He Daqing was a very ordinary person with nothing to hide; second, he always harbored a fear of the police; and third, he had just caught a fish after being reminded by someone, and was in a good mood.

So he even recounted the incident of bumping into He Daqing at Shichahai not long ago.

"You mean, He Daqing came back recently?"

"Absolutely true!"

Jia Dongxu nodded repeatedly, "I guess it's because of that widow, right? Anyway, his son He Yuzhu and I both saw it with our own eyes."

After the police left, Jia Dongxu looked at the sky; the sun was already setting.

He lost interest in fishing, picked up the grass carp he had just caught, hummed an off-key tune, and walked briskly toward the courtyard.

As soon as I stepped into the courtyard, I saw Yan Bugui carrying a watering can, slowly watering the flowers under the windowsill.

Jia Dongxu's heart skipped a beat.

One thought: Why is that old miser back so early today? How am I supposed to keep an eye on him now?

Yan Bugui had already raised his head, his gaze falling directly on Dongxu's hands: "Hey, Dongxu, you've got something today?"

"That's right!"

Jia Dongxu immediately puffed out his chest and lifted the fish higher. "See that? A grass carp weighing over a pound, just hooked!"

Yan Bugui adjusted his glasses, his face showing no envy, and simply said, "What a coincidence."

"You have guests, this fish is just right for them."

"guest?"

Jia Dongxu was taken aback and subconsciously hid the fish behind his back. "Don't you dare try to take my fish."

"Who cares?"

Yan Bugui curled his lip and said, "They said it's your wife's family and they have something urgent to discuss with her."

They're waiting at the Intermediate Court right now.

Qin Huairu's family? Jia Dongxu's heart tightened.

He knew that his father-in-law's family had gone to the Northwest a few years ago, assuming they had committed some offense and been sent there, but he didn't know the specific reasons.

He thanked them and, full of suspicion, strode into the central courtyard.

An elderly woman with gray hair sat on a stone bench. Upon seeing Jia Dongxu, she immediately stood up to greet him, her face beaming with a warm and eager smile: "This must be the Qin family's son-in-law, right?"

Jia Dongxu stopped and looked her over: "And you are?"

The woman claimed to be Aunt Wang from Huai Ru's hometown village.

When Jia Dongxu saw that she was carrying a basket of eggs on her arm, he immediately put on a warm smile and went up to greet her.

He didn't recognize the face, but the basket of round eggs was enough for him to acknowledge this "family" connection.

.

"What urgent matter brings you into the city?"

He asked questions while ushering us into the house.

"I've come to speak with Huairu."

"Then please come in and have a seat. She'll be back from work in a little while."

"End of work?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback. "When did Huai Ru start having work?"

"I wasn't feeling well a while ago, so I had her cover for me."

"Oh, son-in-law!"

Aunt Wang looked him up and down. "Look at you, so young and already so weak!"

Jia Dongxu's face darkened, and the words stuck in his throat.

But when his gaze fell back on the basket of eggs, he suppressed his anger and mumbled, "I do need to replenish myself... I'm really lacking some nourishing foods."

His words were loaded with hidden meaning, but Aunt Wang seemed oblivious, continuing to chat idly about random things.

Jia Dongxu was unwilling to give up and tried several times to steer the conversation toward the basket of eggs, but the other party always lightly avoided the topic.

After several rounds, he could only sigh inwardly that this woman was indeed difficult to deal with.

Just then, the sound of hurried footsteps and voices came from outside the courtyard—people from the factory were returning home after get off work.

"It's so lively outside, have they finished work?"

As she spoke, Aunt Wang stood up and looked outside.

"That must be it."

Jia Dongxu's eyes darted around, and suddenly he had an idea.

He planned to get Aunt Wang out of the way and, while she was away, take the eggs into his own house.

Once something enters the Jia family, it belongs to the Jia family.

"Auntie, would you like to go out and greet her?"

He feigned concern.

"Okay, I'll go take a look."

Aunt Wang smiled and agreed, then picked up the basket of eggs as she got up.

Jia Dongxu reached out to catch it, but missed.

He cursed inwardly and hurriedly followed them out.

As soon as they reached the courtyard gate, they saw Aunt Wang grabbing Qin Huairu's sleeve and pleading in a low voice.

Qin Huairu just shook her head and reached out to push the person away.

Jia Dongxu, annoyed by what he saw, strode forward and advised, "Huai Ru, we're all from the same village. They've come all this way to ask for your help. If you can, then help them out."

After saying that, he winked at Qin Huairu.

"That's exactly right!"

Aunt Wang, as if grasping at a lifeline, hurriedly replied, "Huai Ru, I've watched you grow up! Please help us this once—we want to ask Jianye for a hand."

The newspapers said he worked at the Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill, and didn't you work there too? You're Jianye's childhood sweetheart, and you used to be close to him, so your word will definitely carry! Consider this basket of eggs a thank-you gift!

"Yes, Huai Ru, you should help..."

Jia Dongxu casually agreed, but then abruptly stopped mid-sentence, as if struck on the head. "Li Jianye? Childhood sweetheart?...Ex-girlfriend?!"

His scream drew everyone's attention in the courtyard.

Those gazes were filled with undisguised sarcasm, as if they were watching a play that had been rehearsed many times, but he was the only one kept in the dark.

"Wait, wait a minute..."

Jia Dongxu looked around, his voice stiff, "The way you all look at me...did you already know?"

"you do not say,"

A neighbor slowly responded, "Who in the whole neighborhood doesn't know about this? You're the only one who's been kept in the dark."

Jia Dongxu stood frozen in place, his blood running cold.

Am I the only one in the entire courtyard who's still in the dark? Qin Huairu is actually Li Jianye's former lover?

A piercing scream suddenly tore through the air in the courtyard, like the wail of a trapped beast in a desperate situation.

"Young master...you really didn't know?"

Aunt Wang was taken aback when she saw Jia Dongxu's thunderstruck and trembling appearance. Then, seemingly unintentionally, she added, "Years ago, the two of them were very close."

The neighbors all thought the two of them would get married sooner or later, but who would have thought that Huai Ru would ultimately leave Jian Ye and choose you instead.

She shook her head and sighed, her voice filled with undisguised regret, "If you ask me, Huai Ru really misjudged her back then, how could she... Sigh, why are you pushing me?"

Before she could finish speaking, Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu, who were standing nearby, had already changed their expressions and dragged the outspoken woman out of the courtyard.

But those words were like poisoned nails, piercing Jia Dongxu's ears and nailing into his heart.

He pressed his hand tightly against his chest, feeling as if something inside was being violently crushed, the pain so intense he could barely straighten his back.

A wave of dizziness washed over me, and everything in front of me was swaying.

Shame, resentment, jealousy, and an inescapable sense of inferiority twisted together into a thick rope that tightened around his throat.

"Dongxu..."

A soft, tearful cry rang out.

Jia Dongxu stiffly turned his head and saw Qin Huairu standing a few steps away, her eyes red and brimming with tears, about to fall. Anyone who saw her would feel sorry for her.

In the past, he would have softened his heart and stepped forward to comfort her.

But at this moment, Aunt Wang's words, the vague rumors in the factory, and the indistinct figures of He Yuzhu and others all churned in his mind, converging into a scorching rage.

"Stop playing the victim!"

He roared out suddenly, all his suppressed emotions bursting forth, and he raised his hand to deliver a vicious slap.

With a crisp sound, Qin Huairu staggered and fell to the ground.