A pleasant life in a courtyard

Chapter 270 Just arguing about money

The beginning of 67.

There were several scenes of joy and some sorrow in the courtyard.

The work-level examination that had been postponed last year was suddenly issued without any warning.

Those who have some ability are naturally not afraid of this kind of surprise exam.

But for those who are a bit worse, the moment they receive the notice, their hearts start to beat.

Whether you have passed the industrial-level exam or not will usually be known on the same day.

Some of them can even guess the results based on the work they do before they are announced.

But generally, the finished product is very poor, and you can’t deceive yourself even if you want to.

Qin Huairu was in a state of confusion at the moment. On the one hand, she felt that she could get through it, but on the other hand, she felt that it was not that simple.

She was not very lucky in this exam, and one of the drawings she drew was quite difficult for her.

The shape is done, but the size is a bit rough.

It belongs to the quality inspection, and it can be passed or failed.

It all depends on how the invigilator is in a good mood that day. If he is in a good mood, he might just raise his hand and let her go.

Since the wage subsidy was canceled last year, the Jia family's life has gone from bad to worse.

The extra 5 yuan and 5 after being promoted to the first level is really important to the Jia family.

A crowd of people taking the exam were waiting for the notice to be posted.

No need to ask what the result will be after get off work, you can see it just from your face.

Uncle Wang in the front yard, He Yuzhu in the middle yard, and two other neighbors all had smiles on their faces. They must have passed this.

Qin Huairu in the middle courtyard, the second uncle in the backyard, and the rest of the family, all looked as dull as water and lacked energy, so they were definitely out of luck.

Especially the second uncle, the old man with a droopy face, acted as if he owed him something.

No wonder he was in such a bad mood. How long had He Yuzhu been at level 8 as a chef? The second uncle had been at level 7 as a blacksmith just as long as he was.

The second uncle also knew in his heart that at his level, it seemed that he was only one step away from level 8 blacksmith.

But the disciplines and knowledge in it are like a natural chasm.

And there is also the issue of luck.

Sometimes it's useless even if you know the skills well. This level 8 is mysterious. Without that sudden flash of inspiration, it's just bad.

He was envious and jealous of Yi Zhonghai, who had reached level 8 early in the hospital, but he was also convinced.

Although some people in the factory are jealous, the level 8 of Sour Yi Zhonghai is so high that it is watery.

But having said that, even if it was true, would the factory just let him, Yi Zhonghai, go free?

Shouldn't it be that it hasn't risen yet?

So he said, Yi Zhonghai's ability is not that convincing, but he is lucky.

It is an indisputable fact that someone made the grade 8 parts for the exam, even if God enlightened him at that time.

Thinking of this, the second uncle glanced depressedly at Uncle Wang who was talking to He Yuzhu in front of him.

I sighed in my heart, this is also a lucky person. He has been stuck at Level 6 for many years, why did he pass it this time?

From now on, he will no longer be the only one with level 7 in the backyard.

Whether you are happy or not, you still have to go home.

Mother Li patted Qin Huairu on the shoulder, gave her final comfort, and then separated from her.

In Jia's house, Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't even pick up the needle and thread twice before she stretched out her head to look outside. She is also thinking about today's test results.

This is related to whether the family can eat meat twice more every month in the future.

Qin Huairu walked to the door and took a deep breath.

Only then did he pluck up the courage and walk into the house.

The smile on Jia Zhang's face quickly dropped after seeing the expression on her face.

Okay, no need to ask, one look at his sad look, he must have failed.

This expectation has been delayed since Qin Huairu became a regular player last year.

How much was Jia Zhang looking forward to before knowing the result, and how disappointed Jia Zhang is now.

When you are disappointed, your words will not sound good.

"I just don't understand. We all have two hands. How come other people can pass the exam after becoming a full-time student, but you can't." She was comparing the original Mother Li to Qin Huairu.

"Maybe it's because they don't have the words to talk but don't do anything." Qin Huairu was feeling uncomfortable.

Facing Jia Zhang, there was something in his words, and he pouted back without any politeness.

The relationship between mother-in-law and daughter-in-law is unclear now.

On the outside, they can be united in dealing with each other, and they belong to a community with a shared future, but inside, they can't stand each other, and they quarrel fiercely.

"Who just talks and doesn't do anything, ah~ Qin Huairu, you are trying to criticize me. I have worked so hard at home, and I can't get any favors from you."

Jia Zhang threw the half-filled shoe sole on the table and immediately started to cry.

"You are capable, so don't throw your temper at me. Instead, go find a job on the street and earn a couple of bucks for me. Anyway, my daughter-in-law is of no use. She can't even support the whole family, so I have to rely on you to make a living." ~" Qin Huairu was not intimidated by her behavior, but instead fought back.

"After all, I'm still talking about money. I dare you to think that I don't make any money, so I spend your money, right?" Mrs. Jia Zhang snorted coldly and said angrily.

"I laughed at what you said. Our family is quarreling. We have never left the word money. If the money is enough, it will be you who have eaten enough to support me, or I have eaten enough to support you. If you have nothing to do, you will be so busy that you will have nothing to argue about. Sentence." Qin Huairu threw her coat into the wash basin and sneered.

"The money is not enough, it's also because you, Qin Huairu, don't know how to be the head of the family. In those three years, the Li family only relied on Zheng Cuiping's salary as an apprentice. How could you come to our house, hold on to Dongxu's pension, and still scream at the sky? Not enough money.”

Jia Zhang rarely mentioned her deceased son outside.

Because what she got in exchange for it was just superficial regret, but behind the scenes she couldn't help but whisper that Mrs. Jia Zhang was an unknown person who was overbearing and restrained.

But at home, she has no taboos.

No matter what happened, Mrs. Jia and Zhang would always mention it.

The name Jia Dongxu was almost used as a curse by her.

A special spell for Qin Huairu.

She does not allow Qin Huairu to forget her son. No matter whether Jia Dongxu is alive or dead, her surname Qin is my son's person in life and my son's ghost in death.

They should be tied together for life and death.

"Am I in possession of any of Dongxu's pension? I only get that much money a month. Not only do I have to take care of the food and drink of the whole family, but I also have to provide you with two yuan. Before the subsidy is cancelled, I Have I ever told you that I don’t have enough money? I’m not forced to do anything about it. Several children are growing up, so I have to spend money everywhere, but I only have so much every month. Where can I find it? You have felt sorry for me. A little bit?"

It was okay for Mrs. Jia and Zhang not to mention the pension, but she was even more angry when she mentioned Qin Huairu.

This damn old woman is holding on to her pension and refuses to let go.

Several children were unable to pay their school fees. Not only did she not mention subsidies, but she also seemed to urge her to pay them. A few days before the salary was due, she started asking for her two yuan.

She was afraid that Qin Huairu would lose her share of money because she didn't share the money.

(End of this chapter)