Chapter 78: with translation of chapter title

Yi Daye also knew that He Yuzhu was now at the height of his power, and if he could avoid any conflict, he would avoid it; even he himself was willing to hide in the Garbage Disposal Station.

But Jia Zhangshi is pleading to him like this; if he ignores it, it would be a bit too embarrassing.

After this, he probably won't be able to hold his head up in the Courtyard House.

Moreover, this matter has nothing to do with He Yuzhu; as long as the old lady and San Daye's side are settled, the matter is considered done.

After finishing dinner, Yi Daye braved the wind and snow to go to the deaf old lady's house; at this time the deaf old lady was leaning on the bed, not knowing what she was thinking.

"Old lady, my wife just steamed some wo tou." Yi Daye put the things on the table, "Please have a bite to taste."

"The meat that Zhuzi sent me—I ate it all today, and now I'm not hungry at all."

Yi Daye sighed; He Yuzhu isn't ignoring people just because he became a leader, so why won't he deal with me and the Jia Family? Could it be that they are really in the wrong?

Seeing that Yi Daye had something on his mind, the deaf old lady opened her mouth and let him speak plainly; she had lived so long, she had heard and seen all sorts of messed-up things.

"Well, the Jia Family's life is really hard; I was thinking that since Jia Zhangshi picks up garbage every day, could we give her a little money to subsidize the household?"

"Jia Zhangshi that lazy bum can only pick up garbage worth a cent a day, and still has to give Yan Bugui a tenth—what money is left?" The deaf old lady shook her head, "You don't know why we let Jia Zhangshi pick up garbage, do you?"

Yi Daye certainly knows that Jia Zhangshi was punished to pick up garbage because she spied for Er Daye and offended everyone in the Courtyard House; this money will later be used for the communal meal.

"Old lady, aren't we just discussing this? I'll talk with Old Yan, get him to agree to this, and you won't say anything; in the end, who knows how much money there will be."

Anyway, there's no ledger; we'll just muddle through a meal, and this matter will be considered over.

"First go find Yan Bugui and tell him, I'm this old, I'm muddled, I can't figure out this account."

The deaf old lady is like that: ordinary things she understands thoroughly; for unusual things, her old age makes her muddled and unable to figure them out.

Yi Daye left the deaf old lady's house, his steps somewhat heavy; regarding money matters, the San Daye family are all very shrewd, and his own brain really can't get around them.

In San Daye's home, they were sitting in silent mutual regard; in winter, the cabbage at home couldn't be eaten openly, and several kids were angry, especially the couple Yu Li, whose food expenses weren't low and the food wasn't good.

"Old Yan, the matter is just this; what's your opinion?" Yi Daye felt that it also didn't harm San Daye's profits, so he shouldn't object.

"I firmly oppose!"

San Daye's reasons are fully sufficient; this money was originally meant to punish Jia Zhangshi, and now giving her money would be rewarding her; as the victim, who would uphold justice for him?

"You should take however much you ought to; the Jia Family's life is difficult, just treat it as the Courtyard House helping them out." Yi Daye continued to persuade, "Otherwise I'll just call for everyone to donate."

"Yi Daye, your selfishness is too great; this isn't about letting everyone suffer a loss." Yu Li objected, "If you call for everyone to donate, they can't come up with that much."

Actually the meaning of these words is that Yi Daye, you are a morally corrupt element; how could anyone possibly believe you?

"What does this mean, and what does it have to do with everyone?"

Yu Li directly told him, if we don't give the Jia Family this money, the communal meal would at least have meatballs; if we give it to the Jia Family, we'd probably only get rotten meat noodles.

"This difference is too big; isn't this just lining private pockets with public funds? Yi Daye, this definitely won't do." Yan Jiecheng shouted somewhat exaggeratedly, "Unless you give us some benefit."

San Daye and Yu Li glared at Yan Jiecheng; this couldn't be said by themselves, it had to be said by Yi Daye, and then they'd pretend to reluctantly agree.

It's truly a case of more failures than successes.

Yi Daye's forehead also saw sweat; this family is too formidable, unknowingly they've put him in a bind; if it weren't for Yan Jiecheng's words, he'd probably have to set conditions.

"Old Yan, you guys can't do this; this money is earned by Jia Zhangshi, she should have a share, otherwise later no one will go out."

"This is the Courtyard House's punishment for her; unless she doesn't want to stay in the Courtyard House anymore."

San Daye looked at Yi Daye, who kept repeating the same few sentences over and over, and he also felt a bit anxious; this is taking him for a soft persimmon, and no matter what they have to make him speak. m.

"If you insist on doing this, then let He Yuzhu agree." San Daye decided to drag someone into the water, "If he agrees, then I'll have an easy time saying it."

Yi Daye felt somewhat helpless; everything needs He Yuzhu's agreement—who is the Yi Daye of the Courtyard House?

"What does this have to do with He Yuzhu? This is entirely our own matter; don't think about using He Yuzhu to pressure me." Yi Daye shouted angrily.

In the end, the matter wasn't settled; Yi Daye also felt embarrassed to stay in the Courtyard House, so he hurried back to the Garbage Disposal Station inside the Steel Rolling Mill, where no one would ask him to handle things.

A few lazy bums who hadn't gone home were guarding the stove, roasting the fire; seeing Yi Daye's angry face, they also found it strange—what had happened?

"Old Yi, what happened at home that made you so angry?" a coworker asked, "Anything that you just ignore can just pass."

Yi Daye glanced at them and gave a rough rundown of the matter.

"You, where have your self-cultivation and nurturing gone these past few days? How come as soon as you get home you're willing to meddle in these trivial matters?"

Yi Daye was speechless; he now felt somewhat lost.

"If you're willing to meddle in these trivial matters, then hurry up and leave this place; we don't want to see your broken face. Also don't bring outside troubles into this place."

Yi Daye nodded helplessly; he himself had no way to leave here, so he could only give up managing the Jia Zhangshi matter, but he was unwilling—why couldn't he manage it?

He must think of a good solution.

The next morning early, Yi Daye crawled out of his warm blanket, returned from the Steel Rolling Mill to the Courtyard House; after yesterday's painstaking thought, he finally came up with a good idea.

"You work a little harder each day, pick up a bit more, and this portion of money doesn't need to be turned over upward; what do you think?" Yi Daye felt his method was good, avoiding all trouble.

"You came up with such a lame idea in just one night—I think you're trying to work me to death." Jia Zhangshi showed no appreciation, "Get lost back to your Garbage Disposal Station; don't ever show up in the Courtyard House again, you're embarrassing!"