Courtyard House: A Leisurely and Contented Life

"Oh, that must be Master Yang from your factory, right?"

"You know him too?"

"Of course, my aunt's family dotes on him."

"What's the use of caring? It's too late!"

Yang Jianye quickened his pedaling pace, leaving the noise behind him. The next moment, a clear and melodious laugh reached his ears. Perhaps it was an illusion born of arrogance, but Yang Jianye felt as if he were being "teased" by Yun.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I heard the creaking sounds of work inside. Rice was cooking on the stove, and Yingzi was sewing gloves on the sewing machine.

"You're back." Yingzi chuckled as she turned back to continue her work, saying, "Fill the basin with hot water, wash up first, then we'll be ready to eat."

"No rush."

Yang Jianye smiled and bent down to wash himself in the washbasin. Coming home meant hot water to wash his face, a hot meal to fill his stomach, and a warm kang (heated brick bed) to warm his body—this life is fucking awesome! Immortals? I wouldn't trade them for the Jade Emperor.

After finishing the last stitch, Yingzi cut the thread, looked at the two pairs of gloves with delight, and stood up to walk towards Yang Jianye: "Jianye, try them on quickly."

After wiping his hands, Yang Jianye put on his gloves, held them up in front of her, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"It's really beautiful." Yingzi nodded.

Yang Jianye was beaming with pride, holding his head high and boasting, "That's right, my wife made it for me."

Seeing his smug look with his tail held high, Yingzi laughed so hard she almost fell over.

After playing around for a while, Yingzi brought out the food. The two ate at the small table when someone called from outside, "Jianye, Jianye, are you home?"

Yang Jianye glanced at his wife, then reluctantly got up. He lifted the curtain and saw his second uncle, Liu Haizhong.

Hey~ This sun is getting weirder and weirder, what a rare sight.

"Second Uncle, is something the matter?" Yang Jianye was truly bewildered when he saw Liu Haizhong carrying two fish and a chicken.

"Jianye." Liu Haizhong smiled wryly at him, lifting the things in his hand. "Well, I came to thank you. Thanks to you and Zhuzi for taking me to the hospital that day, otherwise I don't know where I'd be!"

Hearing this, Yang Jianye laughed: "Second Uncle, we're neighbors. When we really get to the border, can we just stand by and watch like you say?"

"Yes, yes, yes, you, Jianye, are truly magnanimous and have great vision." Liu Haizhong's words revealed him to be an old cadre, though he didn't have any official position and was just indulging in self-praise.

Seeing that Yang Jianye didn't respond, Liu Haizhong quickly handed him the things in his hands: "Take these, take them, go back and cook them for Yingzi."

"Second Uncle, there's really no need for this." Yang Jianye genuinely didn't want to accept these things. He didn't need them, so why take advantage of others? Besides, he didn't want to have anything to do with Liu Haizhong. This man was truly obsessed with becoming an official. This time it wasn't just his prejudice; everyone in the courtyard could see it. If he really got entangled with him, he would definitely come to him every few days, begging him to give him an official position so he could indulge his ambition.

So Yang Jianye tried to refuse the gifts. But Liu Haizhong was determined to "thank" Yang Jianye, so he hung the fish and chicken on the handlebars of Yang Jianye's bicycle and started riding it.

"Let's go, go back, go back!" He shouted and waved, then Liu Haizhong disappeared into the doorway.

Looking at the chicken and fish on the handlebars, Yang Jianye was both amused and exasperated. Was this some kind of forced gift-giving tactic?

Carrying them back inside, Yingzi, who was dawdling at the small square table waiting for him to eat together, turned around, put down her chopsticks, and came over: "Did Second Uncle send these?"

Handing the items to her, Yang Jianye nodded and said, "That's right, he insisted on thanking me for taking him to the hospital."

"Did you send some to Master He's house too?" Yingzi smiled mischievously.

Yang Jianye reached out and flicked her nose: "You think you're so smart."

If we're really going to thank someone for saving our lives, it's because the man with the human pillar was there first. We shouldn't thank him first, but at least we should go to his room first. But look at him, does he look like he's ever been to that man with the human pillar? He didn't even glance at it before leaving.

Sha Zhu? Does that Sha Zhu even deserve a gift from me, his great-uncle? He'll be grateful if I thank him when we meet. He's an honest man!

Yingzi carried it to the stove and put it in the basin, urging him to eat first.

After finishing the meal, I washed the dishes and cleaned up, also cleaning the two fish and the chicken before storing them in the cellar.

When he returned, Yang Jianye had spread out blueprints on the table, holding a pencil in his hand. His resolute face was full of seriousness as he stared at the data on the blueprints and occasionally wrote or drew.

She tiptoed past them and sat down in front of the sewing machine.

Looking back, the sturdy backbone is reassuring.

With a gentle smile, Yingzi buried herself in her work.

As the days went by, the atmosphere in the factory grew increasingly tense. The job level assessment team was about to arrive.

Next Wednesday, an assessment team consisting of an engineer and four level-eight workers will arrive at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill to conduct the twice-yearly job technical level assessment.

The number of people in the factory who need to participate in the assessment is not small.

A large factory with tens of thousands of employees, including over a thousand level 5 and 6 workers, would still have over a hundred employees even if only one-tenth of them were subject to assessment.

This is a considerable amount of pressure for an assessment team of only five people.

To advance from level five to level six, an assessment team dispatched from above will conduct the evaluation. Level six allows one to take on apprentices, which affects not only the individual and the factory's interests but also the system's talent cultivation, technology transfer, and future development potential.

Therefore, starting from level five, the assessment must be conducted by an external team appointed by higher authorities.

This is, of course, to prevent anyone from seeking personal gain.

Don't forget, these days work positions can be passed down from father to son, nephew, wife, or even to distant relatives who are not even remotely related.

As long as you have a workstation, you can find a distant relative to work there. So, who in the factory doesn't have a few relatives or acquaintances?

Yang Jianye also had a few distant relatives, but their fathers didn't keep in touch much, and since Old Yang passed away early, their relationship and connection naturally ended.

"Jianye, Jianye!"

Early in the morning, Sha Zhu was shouting outside the door. Judging from his voice, it must be something good. Sure enough, Sha Zhu's good news was just around the corner.

"I'm preparing for the banquet and wanted to borrow your bicycle for a bit," Sha Zhu said with a simple smile. "I'll return it at noon."

Yang Jianye nodded, went back into the house to get the keys, and tossed them forward. Sha Zhu caught them, surprised that he was so decisive.

Yang Jianye said with a smile, "Remember to lock the car."

"Jianye... okay, thanks!" Sha Zhu nodded vigorously, nothing more to say. We'll see how he performs in the future!

Sha Zhu pushed his Phoenix 28-inch double-bar bicycle out the door, and an old man came in carrying two fish.

"Zhu Zi, where are you going?" an old man asked curiously.

Sha Zhu grinned: "Never mind, let's wait until we're done eating!"

Hearing this, Old Man Yan's mind raced, and he understood perfectly. It seemed that Zhu Zi's good fortune was truly on his side. Who would have thought that his silly Zhu Zi would have this day? A few months ago, no one believed that his silly Zhu Zi could get married. Not for any other reason than the way he flirted with Widow Qin, the way they exchanged glances—no one believed she could marry someone like that. But now, his silly Zhu Zi was really getting married?

"This world is truly unpredictable." An old man grinned and shook his head as he carried the fish into the house.

"Hey old man, you've had a great harvest today!" The old woman was overjoyed to see her husband bring back two fish.

An old man tilted his head back proudly: "Look at what you're saying, do you think my fishing skills are just bragging?"

"No, no, haha..." The older woman chuckled as she tried to take it.

Old Man Yan turned around and dodged, saying, "Don't be in such a hurry, this fish isn't for our family."

The older woman was stunned: "If you don't keep the fish you caught for yourself, who are you going to give them to?"

Old Man Yan smacked his lips. "Tsk, what are you thinking? I meant this fish has another use. Look, I'm planning to have this small one cut up and sent to Yang Jianye. And this big one—" Old Man Yan said smugly, "I plan to sell it to Sha Zhu."

An older woman reached out and slapped his arm: "Go away, don't call people by their names. His name is Zhuzi." As she spoke, she turned her head to look outside, as if afraid that someone would hear her.

"Don't worry, that idiot Zhu has gone out."

Old Man Yan glanced at the fish in his hand again, his expression pained, and said, "Do you think this can really work?"

The older woman understood what he was saying and nodded, saying, "I can't guarantee anything else, but Jianye is definitely fine. Just you wait and see!" Seeing the pained look on his face, the older woman felt she had to say a few more words.

"Old man, you absolutely mustn't back down. We've already given away several things; if you back down now, all our previous investments will be wasted. Look, let Jie Cheng help his family more, hang around the young couple more, and their relationship will definitely improve. When Jie Cheng graduates and starts looking for a job, just mention it to his brother Jianye. I can't guarantee anything else, but surely he can get a temporary job, right?"

This middle-aged woman was very shrewd. With graduation fast approaching, wouldn't she need to find a job? These days, what job is better than being a factory worker?

Hearing his wife say this, Old Yan's eyes widened, and he said in a strained voice, "Oh, so all this fawning over him is just to get a temporary worker?"

"You're kidding me!"

An older woman said irritably, "So what if he's a temporary worker? If you're so capable, why don't you get him a temporary job yourself? If you can manage that, we'll ignore him from today onwards and go our separate ways, okay?"

"If that doesn't work, I'll go find the principal." Old Yan scratched his neck, as if he had some great influence over the principal.

"Is that how you interpret teaching and nurturing students? Do you think he's like you?"

Old Man Yan chuckled inwardly and said, "That's true."

"So, getting a job at the steel rolling mill is still the more reliable option. If this falls through, are you planning to let him stay at home and freeload?"

After his wife's rebuke, Old Man Yan fell silent, his eyes filled with resentment. He couldn't just eat and drink for free; he had to keep track of his own money, and his son was no exception.

It's just a pity about those peanuts and this fish... If this hadn't happened, we could have sold them all to Sha Zhu while he was getting married and had a big feast. Wouldn't that have been great? We could have easily cashed out!

Now... just this one fish, and he's lost at least a dollar and a half. Having "snatched" two dollars from Yan Laokou, he felt his reputation was ruined. Everyone in this compound, including Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong, could get even half a penny from him. But for Yang Jianye, it was like he'd willingly offered himself up.

It's so difficult, so incredibly difficult. This old man is feeling terrible! It feels like someone is digging a hole in his heart with a spoon, spoonful after spoonful, until his heart is completely empty.

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

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The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

If you could only read one novel about infinite universes in your lifetime, it would probably be "The Courtyard House: A Leisurely and Contented Life".

It's so difficult, so incredibly difficult. This old man is feeling terrible! It feels like someone is digging a hole in his heart with a spoon, spoonful after spoonful, until his heart is completely empty.

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

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It's so difficult, so incredibly difficult. This old man is feeling terrible! It feels like someone is digging a hole in his heart with a spoon, spoonful after spoonful, until his heart is completely empty.

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

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The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

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The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

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The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"

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It's so difficult, so incredibly difficult. This old man is feeling terrible! It feels like someone is digging a hole in his heart with a spoon, spoonful after spoonful, until his heart is completely empty.

The couple are now comforting each other as they move forward. The older woman is also heartbroken, but they've made up their minds that Jiecheng will get a job at the steel mill to earn a salary and supplement their household income.

As for whether he agrees or not, the old couple aren't worried. All the expenses they've incurred over the years, all the money spent on getting things done for him, that's all money. Once Yan Jiecheng starts working, all that money will have to be accounted for one by one.

Old Man Yan nodded in agreement: "We'll have to make him pay for his meals then, five yuan a month will do. He's working now; he can't just stay home eating and drinking for free."

"I think so. I'll tell him later."

"Alright, stop thinking about it. Just get Jiecheng to deliver it." The older woman could tell from his expression that the stingy guy was at it again. She thought to herself, "All you can do is scheme. Why don't you think about the old things you brought back from Ren Jianye's place?"

The older woman understood perfectly well that as long as you built a good relationship with him, no matter what, you wouldn't suffer any losses. Yang Jianye wasn't an ordinary man; even a small amount of profit he might look down on would be enough to feed an ordinary family for years. This fish was still calculating and haggling; luckily, she was perceptive, or she would have been ruined.

The woman, thinking for a moment, reached out and snatched the fish, shouting into the house, "Jiecheng, Jiecheng, come quick!"

Five minutes later, Yang Jianye was dumbfounded when he saw the bighead carp that Yan Jiecheng was carrying.

What? Did you blow up the fishpond yourself? The ice on the river outside has only melted halfway, and you've already started rolling it up?!

However, Yang Jianye still accepted the fish, quite decisively. He told Yan Jiecheng to go back and thank the old man, and then took the fish home.

Now it was Yan Jie's turn to be dumbfounded—what's going on? You just took the fish away without even a return gift?

Yan Jiecheng lowered his head and went back into the house, his mind preoccupied.

"It's solved, it's solved."

Seeing how absent-minded he looked, the older woman slapped him on the shoulder: "Hey, I'm talking to you!"

"Mom—" Yan Jiecheng rubbed his shoulders angrily.

The older woman ignored him and pressed on urgently, "So, what did Jianye say?"

Yan Jiecheng was immediately angered upon hearing this and sneered, "People say, 'Thank you for the fish, Dad,' and then they just take the fish away."

"That's it?" Aunt Yi's eyes lit up.

Yan Jiecheng nodded: "That's it."

Then, puzzled, he asked, "Mom, why are you happy about losing a fish for nothing?"

The older woman glanced at him, noticing his stingy expression, and felt a surge of pride—"Your mother's always been so perceptive." But her face darkened, and she snapped, "You know nothing! Fine, I'm not going to bother arguing with you."

She stared at Yan Jiecheng and said solemnly, "You better remember this: you must always be polite to your brother Jianye, and the same goes for Yingzi, understand?" She added this extra instruction just in case he forgot.

Yan Jiecheng was displeased: "Is it really necessary to be so unfriendly?"