Chapter 466

Facing Qin Huairu's act of crying poor.

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"Shaba" and "Shazhuzi" are likely nicknames for characters (maybe Shazhu's father and Shazhu himself?). They are used as names? Possibly they refer to characters. Since they appear as terms referring to individuals, we should treat them as named entities. However we need to decide on translation: Should we keep them in pinyin? According to rules: For a person's actual name (including nickname, childhood name, courtesy name, or epithet habitually used as that person's name) we use Hanyu pinyin capitalized. So we need to translate these nicknames into pinyin: "Shaba"? Actually "Shaba" literal meaning "Silly Dad". If it's a nickname used habitually for a person, we should romanize as pinyin: "Shaba". Similarly "Shazhuzi"? But note that "Shazhu" is already Shazhu. "Shazhuzi" is a diminutive? Could be "Shazhuzi". We'll follow rule: if it's a person's name or habitual nickname, we romanize. So we will output "Shaba" and "Shazhuzi". However we need to check if they appear elsewhere as names. They appear only in line 【51】. We'll treat them as named entities.

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Half of the deadline Director Wang gave the Jia Family has passed.

At the end of this month, if Qin Huairu cannot scrape together the money needed to buy a house, the house where the Jia Family currently lives is very likely to end up under someone else's name.

No house.

Where to live?

Only option left is to sleep on the streets.

On the other hand, there's the matter of Bangeng returning to the city.

Before Shazhu went to work today, he heard people in the siheyuan saying that if Bangeng doesn't come back by year's end, he'll have to stay there for life.

Bangeng is the Jia Family's only male descendant; if he stays there, how can the Jia Family continue its incense?

Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu are the catchphrase of the city folk, and have also become tea-time gossip.

Shazhu is the cafeteria head at the Yagangchang.

He is the only person in the siheyuan who works in management at the Yagangchang.

Having found no other recourse, the Jia Family's mother and daughter-in-law could only pin their hopes on Shazhu, seeing if he could figure out a way to bring Bangeng back.

During this time.

Qin Huairu also wasn't idle.

Frantically looking for people.

She even let out rumors that let the other side dictate.

But because she had long been engaged in the business of cleaning latrines, she naturally carried a faint fishy stench; added to the wear and tear of life, the once-famous belle of the Yagangchang had become an old, faded yellow-faced woman, even Guo Da Piezi pales in comparison.

"Qin Huairu, I know what you want to do, and I know why you're looking for me. I tell you clearly, I can't help you at all. You'd be better off thinking of another way instead of wasting effort here. This is the first and last time; I don't want to see or hear anything like today happen again, nor do I want you to harass my family. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

Words that push people away a thousand miles.

It extinguished any thought Qin Huairu had.

She wanted to keep clinging to Shazhu's leg and beg for pity, but seeing the coworkers' gazes, she subconsciously extinguished that idea.

She could only watch helplessly as Shazhu was summoned by the secretary of Factory Director Yang.

Grief welled up from her heart.

Suddenly she wanted to cry.

When tears were swirling in her eye sockets, a voice driving her away sounded in Qin Huairu's ears.

"Qin Huairu, move aside, I want to sweep the ground."

The speaker.

It was Qin Huairu's coworker.

Old Ma of the Cleaning Section.

In terms of the nature of their work, Old Ma, who is responsible for cleaning the leadership office building, is a step above Qin Huairu, who is responsible for cleaning the toilets.

Old Ma looks down on Qin Huairu.

A rare opportunity to deal with Qin Huairu.

He would naturally not let it pass.

Just as Qin Huairu hesitated whether to get up, the broom in Old Ma's hand swept toward her.

Helplessly.

Qin Huairu could only stand up.

She fled here in a sorry state.

Behind her, Old Ma's taunting voice could be faintly heard.

"Shameless vixen, you don't improve yourself yet still try to drag Director He down, and you don't even look at your own conduct—you've lost all face for the Yagangchang."

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"Wife, I want to discuss something with you."

Liu Guangfu looked at his own wife with a fawning expression.

As a son-in-law who married into the family.

Liu Guangfu had already trampled a man's dignity into the mud.

He was just like an old maid.

He willingly did whatever work he could at his father-in-law's house, earning money at work, coming home to cook, and even washing his wife's feet at night.

The hardship was truly unbearable.

Thus.

He also grew to resent the Liu Haizhong couple, resent the Liu Guangqi couple, and frankly said that everything he now faces is due to the Liu Haizhong couple's favoritism.

Yesterday afternoon.

After listening to Liu Guangtian's words.

He specially made a trip to the Liu Family estate to look at that nominal mother.

Even though Er Da Ma said nothing.

Liu Guangfu still shrewdly guessed something useful to him from Er Da Ma's unnatural expression and halting words.

There is something inside the Liu Family.

He hated Liu Haizhong to death.

For such an important matter, they didn't even tell him, and Er Da Ma kept it hidden from him, her own biological third son.

He is a bit smarter than Liu Guangqi.

Upon learning that there was something in the old Liu Family house, Liu Guangfu shrewdly realized that anything Liu Haizhong valued so highly must be gold, silver, and treasure.

During the period when Liu Haizhong held power.

Liu Guangfu could personally see Liu Haizhong bringing people to move back boxes full of gold, silver, and jewels to his own home.

Afterwards, it was handed over.

The reasoning behind handling oil.

Liu Guangfu understands.

Suspecting that Liu Haizhong had definitely intercepted part of the gold and silver treasures, a faint ambition rose in his heart, as long as he could get hold of this batch of gold and silver treasures.

Nothing else to say.

At least be able to stand tall as a person.

Buying a house needs money.

As a son-in-law living in his wife's home, Liu Guangfu happens to be penniless; he earns his wages, and must hand over every cent without exception.

After returning from the Liu Family's place, Liu Guangfu was pondering how to make money.

After thinking it over.

He could only start with his own wife.

A live-in son-in-law is still a son-in-law.

"Wife, this matter is very important."

"What's up?"

"Our family's matter, you've surely heard—my mother sold the old Siheyuan house; you know, that house holds my memories."

"Memories of being beaten?"

A flicker of displeasure crossed Liu Guangfu's face.

He touched the sore spot.

There's such talk.

For the sake of money, I won't argue with you.

"Wife, aside from beatings, there are other memories; I think this way: I want to buy back the house. You know I always hand over my wages in full, and I have no money at all, so I want to ask you: can you give me some money to buy back the house? Buying it back would be absolutely beneficial and harmless for us both."

Liu Guangfu began to talk about the benefits of buying back the old Siheyuan house.

"If we get annoyed living at home, we can stay in the Siheyuan for a while; if we don't want to stay, we can rent it out—three yuan per month, thirty-six per year, three hundred sixty over ten years, seven hundred twenty over twenty years. Not to mention recouping the principal, we'd still have profit."

"Liu Guangfu, let me think."

"Wife, what's there to think about? The sooner the better; if you're not satisfied, I'm worried my two older brothers will seize the opportunity, and then we'll have nothing, my dear wife."

Liu Guangfu looked anxious.

Like being constipated.

No acting involved.

Worried that Liu Guangqi or Liu Guangtian would seize the opportunity.

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Liu Guangtian was alone at home silently counting money.

One yuan.

Ten yuan.

Twenty yuan.

One hundred yuan.

The house was sold by Er Da Ma for 360 yuan.

This is the news Liu Guangtian gathered last night: the Liu family's house now has a market price of 450 yuan; buying it back at market price would equal a loss of 90 yuan.

As for whether Shazhu will sell.

This question.

Liu Guangtian didn't think much; in his mind, as long as Shazhu isn't stupid, he'll definitely agree to sell the house; in a week's time he could easily make ninety yuan—what's there to be dissatisfied about?

He doesn't worry about Shazhu.

He's worried about Liu Guangfu and Liu Guangqi.

Yesterday noon when he met with Liu Guangfu, after repeatedly urging, he told Liu Guangfu that no matter what, he had to see his second brother; the two would discuss ideas; Liu Guangtian waited at home for several hours, but still didn't see Liu Guangfu's shadow.

As a member of the Liu family.

Liu Guangtian knows exactly what kind of person Liu Guangfu is: without benefit, he'll surely rush to Liu Guangtian for ideas; with benefit, he'll naturally try to shake off Liu Guangtian.

However, Liu Guangtian is not a pushover either; whatever Liu Guangfu can think of, he has also thought of.

They all want to act first.

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Yagangchang.

Factory Director Yang's office.

They summoned Shazhu.

They wanted to convey to Shazhu the evaluation given by the higher leadership regarding his remarks.

This is one aspect.

On the other hand, it's to give Shazhu a reassuring pill.

The conditions Shazhu proposed, after Factory Director Yang reported to the higher leadership, the higher leadership instructed Factory Director Yang to follow Shazhu's wishes entirely, frankly saying Shazhu is feeling his way across the river by touching stones, forging a new path for the Yagangchang.

Entrusting Factory Director Yang to pass the message to Shazhu, asking Shazhu if he has any other demands, regardless of whether they are reasonable, they must be raised.

Shazhu froze on the spot.

He stared straight at Factory Director Yang.

Until Factory Director Yang handed over the procedures for opening a restaurant to Shazhu, only then did Shazhu's soul, which had flown to the ninth heaven, return to his body.

Bai Xu Restaurant.

This is a name that the big leader helped pick: Bai is the Bai of the common people, Xu is the Xu of the rising sun in the east, implying that this restaurant will be prosperous and thriving.

As for the procedures.

Following the principle of handling special matters specially.

It was put together early in the morning by making certain people work overtime.