Chapter 250: Is this still Jia Zhangshi?

Facing Yan Jiecheng's move.

Jia Zhangshi could only respond calmly.

She had no intention of causing a scene.

Things have come to this point.

How to cause a scene?

Over these few days at the office, Jia Zhangshi truly broadened her horizons, learning some knowledge somewhat useful to her—for example, that single mothers may remarry, that the street office has related implementation measures, and that obstructing a single mother's remarriage will be punished.

In other words.

Yan Jiecheng's reasons are somewhat feasible.

No one can stop it.

Including Jia Zhangshi, Qin Huairu's mother-in-law—if she blocks Qin Huairu from remarrying, her action would be turning back the wheels of history.

It will spread.

Jia Zhangshi will surely not come out well.

This matter.

It can only be handled gently.

The so-called gentle approach means Jia Zhangshi will not give a clear answer, nor clearly express opposition, but handle the matter ambiguously.

Behind the scenes, she will do ideological work on Qin Huairu.

If Yan Jiecheng marries Qin Huairu as his wife, but Qin Huairu disagrees, no one can blame Jia Zhangshi, and it also preserves the Jia family's hope.

What a clever two-birds-one-stone plan.

"Yan Jiecheng, just now I, the old woman, didn't know the facts and spoke some nonsense; family harmony is most important—you cannot, for the sake of marrying our Huairu, sever ties with your father."

How wonderful it was just a moment ago.

How tragic it is just a second later.

Originally intending to mock the Yan family, Jia Zhangshi withdrew her support for Yan Jiecheng and even began to advise.

"If it gets out, how will people see you? How will they see our Huairu? They'll think our Huairu is that troublemaker who makes your Yan family restless, and she'll go to work only to be stabbed in the back. I, the old woman, disagree with this; I'd rather be seen as the wicked old woman who prevents widows and daughters-in-law from remarrying than let our Huairu bear the blame for stirring up trouble in your Yan family."

Jia Zhangshi held her head high, appearing to consider the Yan family's and Qin Huairu's reputation, unafraid to bear infamy.

In her heart she cursed Yan Jiecheng's eight generations of ancestors.

Well done, you little schemer.

He's set his sights on the Jia family.

With your character, you still want to marry our Huairu.

If they really marry.

Given Yan Fugui's penny-pinching scheming, is it the Jia family sucking the Yan family, or the Yan family sucking the Jia family?

No matter what, Yan Jiecheng's wishes cannot be fulfilled.

"Our Huairu has contributed a lot to the Jia family; now there are benefits for widows who remarry. I won't stop Huairu from remarrying—I too am a widow, I too have been young—but Huairu remarrying doesn't necessarily mean she'll marry you, Yan Jiecheng. First, to marry Huairu you severed ties with Yan Fugui; I still say, don't let Huairu be blamed. Second, you now make a living from odd jobs, you have no housing; if you marry Huairu, where will you live? What will you use to support her? If the two of you marry, won't it just become Huairu supporting you?"

Jia Zhangshi slapped her thigh.

A conspirator's hat.

Placed on Yan Jiecheng's head.

"Well done, Yan Jiecheng, you truly are Yan Fugui's good son, inheriting your father's scheming; don't think I don't know how you're scheming—this is you setting your sights on the Jia family's job, fabricating a false severing of father-son ties, then seizing the chance to marry Huairu; after marriage, you'll take advantage of Huairu's pregnancy and confinement to snatch the job, then turn around and deny people, divorcing our Huairu."

The neighbors' gazes.

They were stirred.

They all felt Jia Zhangshi made sense.

If you ask who in the siheyuan is best at scheming.

First choice: the front courtyard Yan family.

Yan Fugui is indeed a renowned schemer, constantly having the phrase "if you can't scheme, you'll be poor" on his lips.

Yan Jiecheng's children also tend to listen to Yan Fugui and his wife.

Think deeper.

The matter of Yan Jiecheng wanting to marry Qin Huairu as his wife also occurred these past few days, and he's made such a fuss, not hesitating to stage a big drama of severing father-son ties for everyone to see.

Relations can be severed.

Naturally they can also be continued.

Qin Huairu is a widow with three children; no eligible bachelor would certainly marry her.

Let's get the lowdown by pulling connections.

If Qin Huairu helps Yan Jiecheng bear a child, her job might actually end up in Yan Jiecheng's hands; using her lack of wifely virtue as grounds for divorce, that job would then wholly go to the Yan family.

Who knows who.

Drew a breath of cold air.

What a fellow.

The Yan family's scheming.

Indeed quite deep.

They all factored Qin Huairu's pregnancy into their schemes, seizing the opportunity to steal the job!

The neighbors, unaware that Qin Huairu already has an IUD, cast their mixed feelings upon Yan Jiecheng.

Feeling the hostile gazes of the crowd, Yan Jiecheng forcefully explained in one sentence.

"Mom, it's not what you imagine; I have no design on Huairu's job, I truly like Huairu, I want to help Huairu."

"Pah!"

Jia Zhangshi spat a mouthful of spit onto the ground.

Things have come to this point.

She fears nothing anymore.

The hat of scheming work isn't so easily taken off.

"You say you like our Huairu; ask the neighbors, who would believe your nonsense? You can't bear to see Huairu suffer? With your family's habit of making a little meat last two days, if our Huairu marries into your family, that's when she'd truly suffer."

Jia Zhangshi shifted her tone.

Her tone turned overbearing.

"Want to marry Huairu? Fine, as long as you meet my two conditions. First, you must have a proper job that can support our Huairu. Second, you need to find a place to live; otherwise, after our Huairu marries you, she'd have to squeeze into a place with Yan Fugui—I estimate she'd still have to pay rent then."

Shazhu stood to the side.

Shazhu looked thoughtfully at Jia Zhangshi, who was talking back to Yan Jiecheng.

It had been a few days.

Laoqianpo's sharp tongue was getting worse.

Outsiders might have taken Jia Zhangshi's last remark as a joke.

Only Shazhu didn't think so.

The daughter-in-law and son living at home, paying monthly rent—this was true in the previous life; Yan Fugui collected rent from them on time every month, charged for TV electricity, charged for radio wear and tear, truly taking stinginess to the extreme.

The two conditions proposed by Jia Zhangshi.

Yan Jiecheng thought he couldn't manage it.

One radish, one hole.

Even if there are retirees, people would still give the work to their own children.

If Yan Jiecheng wanted to find a proper job, unless he encountered a factory expanding recruitment, it would be very difficult.

Housing was also a problem.

In the entire Capital City, factories big and small and the streets—housing was a rare commodity.

Qin Huairu remarried.

It really wasn't an easy thing.

In the previous life.

She was firmly controlled by Jia Zhangshi.

In this life.

It will end up exactly the same as in the previous life.

Wanting to remarry.

Need Jia Zhangshi's agreement.

Looking at Jia Zhangshi's resentment toward Qin Huairu, those few words of consent to remarry really aren't easy to say.