Pursued by the Heavenly Dao, first level up in the courtyard.

The first eight-level worker system examination at Hongxing Steel Rolling Mill has concluded. As soon as the worker ranking list was posted at the workshop entrance, it was immediately surrounded by workers who all wanted to see their results.

"My master passed the Level 6 fitter exam, Liu Haizhong is a Level 5 blacksmith, Xu Fugui is a Level 4 projectionist, and I'm just a Level 1 fitter?"

After looking at the list of worker ranks, Jia Dongxu felt uneasy.

Jia Dongxu, who had been working at the factory for several years, was only a first-level fitter, while many of his contemporaries were already third-level fitters.

"Master, you've passed the Level 5 blacksmith exam."

"Master, congratulations!"

Thinking of his apprentices, the lowest of whom were level three blacksmiths, Liu Hai felt extremely proud. His original frustration at Yi Zhonghai being a level higher than him vanished on the spot.

Jia Dongxu lowered his head and dared not utter a sound, for fear of being ridiculed.

When Wu Qiang saw Jia Dongxu, he muttered to himself, "Jia Dongxu is only at level one, a complete waste."

Zhao Xiaodong moved closer to Yi Zhonghai: "Master Yi, I'm not very good at making level 3 parts. Could you teach me when you have some free time?"

Yi Zhonghai replied dismissively, "If you watch more, practice more, and think more, your skills will improve over time."

After get off work, Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Xu Fugui, Jia Dongxu, and He Yuzhu returned to the courtyard house together.

Seeing everyone return, Yan Bugui asked curiously, "I heard the steel rolling mill had its worker qualification exam today. Lao Yi, Lao Liu, Lao Xu, how did you do?"

Liu Haizhong said, "Old Yi passed the Level 6 Fitter exam, I passed the Level 5 Forging exam, Old Xu passed the Level 4 Projectionist exam, Dongxu passed the Level 1 Fitter exam, and Shazhu didn't take the exam; he's still a canteen apprentice."

Yan Bugui asked curiously, "How much does a level six fitter earn per month?"

Liu Hai said with a hint of envy, "The salary is 620,000, and with other things included, it might be 700,000."

Yan Bugui then asked, "Old Liu, how much does a level five blacksmith earn per month?"

Liu Haizhong replied, "A level five blacksmith earns 550,000 yuan per month."

Yan Bugui said, "It's tens of thousands more than you had before."

"You guys chat, I'm going back first." As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he strode towards the Central Court.

Feeling depressed, He Yuzhu and Jia Dongxu, who felt ashamed, followed behind Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui asked, "Old Xu, how much does a level four projectionist earn?"

Xu Fugui laughed and said, "Same as Lao Liu."

Yan Bugui was somewhat surprised: "Old Liu is a level five blacksmith, and you're a level four projectionist, yet you get the same salary?"

Xu Fugui said, "Fitters, blacksmiths, lathe operators, welders... electricians are all divided into eight levels, with level one being the lowest and level eight being the highest. Projectionists are divided into six levels, with level one being the highest and level six being the lowest."

Yan Bugui suddenly realized, "I heard from the teachers at school that there are eleven levels of elementary school teachers in the three eastern states. Someone like me is an eleventh-level elementary school teacher, and I get the lowest salary."

In less than twenty minutes, the names of Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Jia Dongxu were known throughout the courtyard.

Jia Dongxu walked into the courtyard with his head down. Zhang Cuihua quickly asked, "Dongxu, how did the exam go?"

Qin Huairu, sitting to the side, stared intently at Jia Dongxu.

Jia Dongxu said, "I didn't perform well; I only passed the Level 1 Fitter exam."

Zhang Cuihua asked, "Dongxu, how much does a level-one fitter earn per month?"

Jia Dongxu said, "I heard from people in the factory that a first-class fitter earns 310,000 yuan a month."

Zhang Cuihua smiled and said, "Three hundred and one thousand a month, that's forty thousand more in salary than before, not bad."

Jia Dongxu's salary increased by 40,000 yuan, and Zhang Cuihua and Qin Huairu immediately beamed with joy.

Jia Dongxu glanced at Zhang Cuihua and Qin Huairu, his feelings quite complicated. Those who entered the factory at the same time as him were at least level three workers, earning over 400,000 yuan a month, about 120,000 yuan more than him.

The following afternoon, Qin Huairu was washing clothes in the Intermediate People's Court.

He Yuzhu stood by the window, looking at Qin Huairu with a lewd expression, his mind filled with evil thoughts.

I had just come back from get off work at the steel rolling mill and was about to go home to rest when I passed by the courtyard and caught a glimpse of Qin Huairu doing laundry.

Fearing being discovered, He Yuzhu returned home and stood by the window to peep.

He was so engrossed in watching that his feet seemed rooted to the spot, completely unaware that Zhang Cuihua had seen him.

"Hey! He Yuzhu, what are you doing lurking around here? Sneaking around like a rat stealing oil!" Zhang Cuihua's voice suddenly rang out, tinged with a hint of mockery, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard.

He Yuzhu was startled and looked in the direction of the sound, only to find Zhang Cuihua standing outside his house.

Zhang Cuihua kept a close eye on her daughter-in-law, Qin Huairu, who was beautiful and had a voluptuous figure.

He Yuzhu was a little flustered, but tried to remain calm and retorted, "Who's being sneaky? I'm looking at the mosquitoes on the glass."

Zhang Cuihua suddenly realized what was happening and angrily shouted, "Shazhu, how dare you peep at my daughter-in-law?"

He Yuzhu, caught red-handed by Zhang Cuihua, immediately felt guilty and raised his voice considerably: "What nonsense are you spouting? I didn't peep at Sister Qin. It's you who's always gossiping and has nothing better to do than have time to do nothing but spread rumors."

Zhang Cuihua sat down on the ground, slapping the floor with her hands and yelling, "Help! This shameless bastard, Sha Zhu, is peeping at my daughter-in-law, Qin Huairu! Old Jia, come and take Sha Zhu away right now..."

Hearing the commotion, Yi Zhonghai came out from across the street and advised, "Sister-in-law, stop making a scene. Don't you care about Huai Ru's reputation?"

Zhang Cuihua angrily retorted, "Shazhu, you're just an apprentice unwanted by your father, and you still want a wife? Dream on!"

He Yuzhu's anger flared, and he retorted sarcastically, "So what if I'm an apprentice? I'm still better than some people who've been in the factory for years and only got a first-level fitter certificate. What a disgrace!"

Zhang Cuihua was furious. Pointing at He Yuzhu, she yelled, "You idiot, Yuzhu! How dare you insult my son? What's wrong with my son? A first-class fitter is still better than an apprentice like you!"

He Yuzhu said with a disdainful look: "The people who entered the factory with Jia Dongxu are at least level three fitters. If you don't believe me, you can go to the factory and ask. I haven't been in the factory long enough to take the exam."

The argument between the two grew louder and louder. Jia Dongxu came out of the house and punched He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu, who had learned wrestling from a young age, was a few years younger than Jia Dongxu, but his fighting ability far surpassed Jia Dongxu's.

He Yuzhu dodged Jia Dongxu's fist and kicked him without hesitation, knocking Jia Dongxu to the ground.

Enraged that his own caregiver and the backup caregiver were fighting, Yi Zhonghai shouted, "Stop it, both of you!"

Seeing He Yuzhu hit her precious son, Zhang Cuihua was furious and no longer cared about Yi Zhonghai. She immediately used her Wild Boar Charge skill, and He Yuzhu, who was caught off guard, was knocked to the ground by Zhang Cuihua.

Seeing that things were not going well, Yi Zhonghai quickly separated He Yuzhu and Zhang Cuihua.

After Jia Dongxu stood up, he stood behind Zhang Cuihua.

Zhang Cuihua said through gritted teeth, "Silly Zhu, if it weren't for that old man stopping me, I would have run you over!"

Upon hearing the news, Liu Haizhong rushed over, planning to take the opportunity to hold a hospital-wide meeting and then uphold justice.

"Old Liu, it's nothing serious," Yi Zhonghai said. "It was just a little argument."

After the show ended, the neighbors who had come to watch the spectacle returned to their homes.

Two weeks later, Qin Huairu suddenly experienced unbearable pain.

Zhang Cuihua, having been through it herself, knew that Qin Huairu was about to give birth.

With Yi Zhonghai's intervention and He Yuzhu's help, Qin Huairu was taken to the hospital.

A few hours later, the sound of crying rang out; Qin Huairu had given birth to a boy.

Superstitious Zhang Cuihua sought out a Taoist priest to name her beloved grandson.

Yi Zhonghai's name contains the water element, He Yuzhu's name contains the water element... Liu Haizhong's name contains the water element. The Taoist priest thought and thought, and asked again and again, and finally named Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu's child Jia Geng, with the nickname Bang Geng.

Zhang Cuihua, Qin Huairu, and Jia Dongxu were all very satisfied with the name chosen by the Taoist priest. Who doesn't know that water generates wood in the Five Elements theory?