The booming era begins with private customization

Chapter 451: You steel rolling mill are shameless, right?

With the control of people like Li Mao.

Sha Zhu and his companions didn't notice anything and were released.

After staying in the yard for a day, the body was taken away for cremation.

Three days passed in a flash.

That night, Qin Huairu sat alone on the steps in the yard, holding the tablet that she had secretly asked someone to carve, leaning against a vermilion pillar, and feeling sad.

Originally, this kind of thing of holding the tablet is best done in a room without outsiders.

But after all, Qin Huairu is now staying at Aunt Yi's house.

Aunt Yi didn't like having a tablet in the house, and Qin Huairu didn't dare to say anything, so she could only wrap Banggeng's tablet with a piece of silk.

When I miss you, I secretly take it out and have a look at it.

Even if I wanted to look, I wouldn't dare to do it in front of Aunt Yi.

"Sister Qin, hey, let's just let the past go. It's all the fault of the Jia family. If we want to blame someone, we can only blame the Jia family for doing too many immoral things.

Several generations have invested in it, and now Banggeng still has to pay the price.”

Sha Zhu held a porcelain bowl in his hand, his index finger supporting the protruding edge of the bottom of the bowl and his thumb holding the rim of the bowl.

Seeing Qin Huairu, who had not eaten much in the past few days and looked thinner, Sha Zhu's face was full of heartache.

With the death of Banggeng, it seemed that Shazhu's resentment towards the old Jia family and Banggeng also disappeared.

At least in the eyes of the neighbors, Sha Zhu now doesn't seem to bear any grudge against Qin Huairu because of He Daqing's incident.

Because of this, many neighbors cursed Sha Zhu for being heartless behind his back.

Qin Huairu didn't say anything. Sha Zhu felt sorry for her and could only hold the bowl in his hand forward: "Sister Qin, eat something. You look so hungry these days.

The factory doesn’t give us any leave, so we still have to work every day.

If you get yourself into trouble, even if the stick is underneath you, you won't feel good watching it.

Have some, I made this myself, and there’s a poached egg in it.”

Sha Zhu moved the bowl and chopsticks in his hand forward again, and used the gauze used to sieve the steamed buns to wipe the edges of the plain bowl clean. In the plain bowl, there was a bowl of noodles with golden oil floating on it, sprinkled with emerald green onions, and chewy noodles that sank smoothly to the bottom of the bowl.

A soft-boiled poached egg swayed with Sha Zhu's movements, looking particularly tempting.

"Pillar."

Qin Huairu raised her head, her voice choked with sobs.

On the face that was slowly raised, there was an inextricable melancholy between the brows.

A pair of red eyes looked at Sha Zhu, and she felt so distressed when she saw Sha Zhu.

"No, Sister Qin, don't cry! Eat, eat, if you don't eat now, it will get cold and become a lump.

The dough is made from the finest flour, without any trace of foreign matter.

I'm just giving it to Sister Qin. If it were me, I wouldn't be willing to eat it like this."

He moved the bowl and chopsticks in his hand forward again, and the bowl and chopsticks were already to Qin Huairu's mouth. Her fingers holding the bottom of the bowl could almost feel the temperature of her clothes.

"Thank you, Zhuzi"

Qin Huairu carefully wrapped up Banggeng's tablet.

Hold it in your arms and don't let it fall to the ground.

He took the bowl of noodles, his red eyes filled with tears, and his snoring sound suppressed the sobs in his throat.

Qin Huairu is not stupid, so she naturally knows that Banggeng is not welcome in the courtyard.

It was because he saw that there were no outsiders in the courtyard at the moment that he dared to take out Banggeng's tablet and secretly reminisce about him.

As long as there are other people in the courtyard, Qin Huairu now dare not cause trouble to the neighbors.

You know, it is a taboo to set up a memorial tablet at this time, let alone crying in the yard while holding the memorial tablet of Bang Geng.

In other words, since the person is gone, the neighbors will pretend not to know unless they see it in person.

Even if the sounds in the yard reached my ears, I would just think that there was a cat making noises in the yard stealing fish.

Qin Huairu was eating noisily.

Just when Sha Zhu was smiling happily and had other thoughts in his mind, Yan Jiecheng somehow opened the door and walked out without any hesitation.

Without hesitation, and without heading towards the toilet outside, he walked straight towards Sha Zhu.

Listening to the rustling footsteps in the yard.

Qin Huairu raised her eyelids and saw that it was Yan Jiecheng. She quickly pressed Banggeng's tablet into her arms and held it tightly.

Qin Huairu knew that Yan Jiecheng was not a good person.

"Hey, eating and drinking?"

Yan Jiecheng shrank his neck, clasped his hands, put on a smile that he couldn't even believe, and happily came up to Sha Zhu.

With a strong sniff of the nose, he could immediately smell what the oil in the bowl was.

Mm, the real sesame oil!
The layer floating on top of the sesame paste is what you pick up from the pot.

Not only is the taste strong, but after a few drops, you can also taste some sesame aroma.

"Well, don't mention it, Shazhu, your cooking skills are really good, just smelling it, it smells so good.

But then again, you are really unkind, Shazhu.

We're all neighbors, why didn't you think of me when you had something delicious? It's just a small talk, why would it be a bother to make you a bowl?"

Yan Jiecheng greedily sniffed the fragrance in the air, and when he opened his mouth, streams of hot air hit the air.

It was winter after all, so not only could he open his mouth, but even the hot air exhaled from his nostrils could pull out two lines of white smoke.

"Trouble? This is not a matter of trouble at all. Who are you? Do you think you can take advantage of my cooking skills? Take advantage of this serious Fuqiang fan?
"I don't want to make trouble today, you silly grandpa. You better go to a cool place. If you walk too slowly, I will punish you, do you believe it?"

Sha Zhu stared and shook his fist.

As for how he calls himself, ever since the previous Bang Geng incident, Sha Zhu has changed the way he calls himself to Sha Zhu.

He himself was not happy when his neighbors called him by his real name.

Normally, seeing Sha Zhu like this, Yan Jiecheng would have hidden away long ago, but today was different.

Listening to what Sha Zhu was saying, Yan Jiecheng leaned forward, stretched his neck forward, and shouted:

"Hey, I really don't believe what you said!

What? In this day and age, are there still people who owe debts and dare to fight their creditors? It's time to pay it back!

Come, I'm here, if you have the guts, do it, you idiot. If you dare to do it today, the neighbors will poke your spine to pieces."

"Bah! What are you talking about? Owe you money? Who the hell owes you money?"

Sha Zhu glared and was ready to turn hostile.

"Hey? What? You still don't recognize me?"

Yan Jiecheng was stunned. Seeing that Sha Zhu didn't seem to be faking it, he felt anxious.

He didn't care about the warmth that had just been trapped in his sleeves.

He stretched out his hands, one hand grasped Sha Zhu's arm, and the other hand pointed at the tip of Sha Zhu's nose: "We agreed at the time that if you help me move the sticks, you will give me three dollars when you come back!
If you don’t give it on the same day, you will get four dollars later!
What's the matter? You idiot, you said something yourself, but you don't even acknowledge it.

We are the grown men of Kyoto, and we always stick to our guns. How can you, a fool, refuse to pay me back if I tell you so? Do you really have no shame at all?

Bang Geng died a violent death! It was a funeral!
You dare not give me this money?!"

"Bah, bullshit!" Sha Zhu swung his arms arrogantly and pushed Yan Jiecheng away.

It would have been fine if the word "banggeng" had not been mentioned. As soon as the word "banggeng" was mentioned, even Qin Huairu, who was hurriedly eating the thin rice in her bowl, became dissatisfied.

"You still know that it's a funeral, how can you do a funeral like this?
The security department was mobilized and the matter became known to all the neighbors. Damn it, when there is a funeral, they pour that stuff on people's heads.

It was just a coincidence that the security department came across it that day.

If you're a step slower, I'll make you swing around in the ditch for a few rounds before you can climb out.

Want money?

How dare you bring this up to me?"

Glancing at the unhappy Qin Huairu, Sha Zhu felt happy in his heart, but he pretended to sneer on his face.

I don’t care what the jokes are like.

All he cared about was Qin Huairu's attitude.

Since Qin Huairu is not happy about it, Sha Zhu naturally has to make trouble.

After all this, isn't the favor going to come to the fore?
Without the hindrance of Bang Geng, wouldn't it be easy for him to capture Qin Huairu, who had no male descendants to rely on?
"Bah, what do you mean by that? I watered one end of the stick, that was just a coincidence!
Bang Geng didn't say anything, so how dare you, an outsider, say this?

Moreover.

Didn't I fetch water to wash myself clean afterwards? Not only did I get soaked, but I also got a pair of cotton pants, a pair of woolen pants, and an autumn shirt in my pocket!
Do you know how long I washed these things and hung them on the edge of the radiator?
Don’t burning coal balls cost money? "

Yan Jiecheng refused to give in. He originally wanted to hold Sha Zhu hostage and make an extra dollar after the day.

Unexpectedly, the night continued to drag on, and today, Sha Zhu actually turned against his promise.

"Rarely, Banggeng talking? If Banggeng talked, you would be scared to death! And coal briquettes? You washed clothes in the factory, and you hid by the radiator of the security department for a whole night, making the whole room stink. Do you think I don't know?

Briquettes?

The radiator of our factory's security department is burning your coal briquettes?
The coal briquettes in your home are really shiny. How many coal briquettes can generate enough hot water for so many radiators in the factory?

Besides, we agreed that you would get paid if you bring back the good stuff. Did you bring back the good stuff?

In the end, wasn't it me who asked for a favor and paid the security department of our factory to tow a cart with a sidecar to take the stems away for cremation?
Apart from carrying a door panel at the beginning, leading the security guards over later, and then pouring water on them, what else have you done?

You want money? How dare you ask for money?
I’m telling you, right now, get out of here if you can.

I don’t want to face the neighbors in the yard at night.”

Sha Zhu frowned and put his clenched fist in front of Yan Jiecheng.

Rocking back and forth, looking at Yan Jiecheng's heart beating fast.

What kind of person is Yan Jiecheng? He is a lazy, lazy, and weak-willed person who will not do anything without profit.

Seeing that Sha Zhu was ready to take real action, all the preparations in his mind were instantly forgotten.

He staggered backwards and almost fell to the ground.

He hurriedly rolled back a few steps and looked at Sha Zhu with eyes full of fear.

He didn't even dare to say anything polite and just turned around and ran back to his room.

"Pah, virtue."

Looking at Yan Jiecheng's appearance, Sha Zhu snorted coldly but was extremely satisfied in his heart.

I didn't have to pay any money, and I got Yan Jiecheng to be my raft for free.

Not only did he win Qin Huairu's favor, but he also repeatedly brought up the matter of being poured water on the head to express his anger.

It's a win-win deal for all parties. It would be a lie for Shazhu to say that he feels uncomfortable.

Wait until Yan Jiecheng leaves.

Sha Zhu coaxed Qin Huairu to eat noodles, and while taking back the bowl and chopsticks, he also grabbed Qin Huairu's little hand.

The little hands after applying the enema were so soft.

Why is it Kailu?
The self-produced clam oil and vanishing cream were too expensive, so Qin Huairu was naturally reluctant to spend money.

Friendship Cream with the word "Friendship" in its name, considering the current situation, even if it is only 0.21 yuan now, no one dares to buy it.

After much calculation, the most cost-effective thing to do is to use the excuse of gastrointestinal discomfort and ask the infirmary for a suppository for free.

This kind of medical clinic has a lot of things in stock, and as long as the amount used in a month is within a certain range, the workers do not need to be paid.

Nowadays, the food we eat is messy and hard to digest, and it also lacks oil.

In those days, enema was a common item in the factory clinic.

Even if other things are in short supply, this thing must be in sufficient stock.

Seeing Qin Huairu return to the room and turn off the lights, Sha Zhu put his hand to the side of his nose and sniffed hard.

I don’t know where this feeling came from, but Shazhu actually thought that it tasted good.

The night passed.

Yan Jiecheng was so annoyed that he stayed up all night until his eyes turned blue.

He got up early in the morning, glared at Sha Zhu's closed door fiercely, stomped his feet in anger, turned around and ran towards the steel mill.

When I arrived at the factory, I shamelessly asked for a piece of paper from the security department, borrowed a pen and wrote a letter of denunciation, thinking that I would hand it to the factory leaders when I got to work.

As a result, before he could start his work, he was caught red-handed by the well-informed Sha Zhu.

He was kicked and the report letter was snatched away.

Sha Zhu turned around and sued Yan Jiecheng.

Compared to Yan Jiecheng, who dared not to offend anyone and only listed some trivial "evidence" in a petty manner.

Sha Zhu directly found Yan Jiecheng's co-workers and reported Yan Jiecheng for being lazy and cunning with his certification.

This is really amazing.

Not only was Yan Jiecheng called to the factory office and reprimanded, he was also made an example and was reprimanded via the propaganda department's broadcast during lunch.

When it was time to get off work, the factory office posted a big-character poster about fines and salary deductions, which stabbed me in the back.

Yan Jiecheng, who was full of fear in his heart, endured the ridicule of his co-workers along the way.

After asking around for a while, they found He Yunong playing outside. He was hunching his neck, hunching his shoulders, and looked like a bad guy. "He Yunong? You made me look so hard for you!

Tell me, how should I settle this with you about your brother turning his back on us and bullying the neighbors?"

As soon as Yan Jiecheng said this.

Not to mention He Yunong, even the kids like Da Mao and Er Mao who were playing nearby were a little dazed at this moment.

These kids knew about how Yan Jiecheng was bullied by Sha Zhu last night.

But in the end, that's something adults do.

Anyone who has some dignity, even a vagrant or a scamp, would not attack a child.

Unable to defeat Sha Zhu, he turns around and comes to settle the score with the kid.

Yan Jiecheng really opened the eyes of these kids.

"What kind of?"

He Yunong tilted his head, his face full of sarcasm: "What does Shazhu have to do with me? I'm following Sister Yushui.

Bullying the kids from our machinery factory? Are all the workers in your steel mill so shameless? "

(End of this chapter)