Chapter 115: Even tigers have times to nap—just wait

Hearing Qin Huairu's words, Shazhu said unhappily:

"Regardless of whether he's worthy or not, once he accepts my gift he must do things for me."

"Otherwise I'll teach him a lesson."

"No matter who comes, it won't work."

Qin Huairu let out a long sigh and said:

"You're still being high-handed here."

"If you have the ability, make Shengli submit to me."

Shazhu: "Don't mention him to me; I can't beat him right now."

"If I could beat him, I would definitely cripple him."

"But just you wait—I don't believe he can stay smug forever."

"Even tigers have times to nap; I'll keep my eye on him."

Qin Huairu: "Enough, the more you talk the more fired up you get."

"I'm just saying it casually."

"Shengli isn't someone you can provoke."

"Drop that idea soon, or else you'll be the one suffering."

Shazhu snorted and said nothing.

Actually, he also knew Qin Huairu was quite right.

Lin Shengli really can't be provoked right now.

But that doesn't mean he won't be provocable in the future.

Anyway, in his heart he has never submitted to Lin Shengli.

As it turns out, Yi Zhonghai has been very good to him, favoring him in everything.

But once Lin Shengli arrived, everything changed.

This is also the main reason he bears a grudge against Lin Shengli.

Moreover, Lin Shengli has always been lukewarm toward him.

Even if he puts on a warm face, they just show a cold backside.

Seeing Shazhu silent and his face still grim, Qin Huairu let out a long sigh and said:

"Shazhu, those who know the times are outstanding."

"Although Lin Shengli is lukewarm toward us."

"But we don't need to provoke him."

"As long as we don't provoke him, he has no reason to cause us trouble."

"Besides, I heard the factory will open a branch after the New Year, and Lin Shengli will become the factory director then."

"I'm also thinking about whether I could transfer there for an easier job."

Shazhu: "What does that have to do with me?"

"He'll be his factory director, I'll do my cooking."

Qin Huairu: "All right, all right, let's not talk about him."

"Tell me about your affairs."

"Let me tell you, I've already found out clearly."

"San Da Ye has already filed a report; Chief Zhang of the police station has made up his mind to catch this chicken thief."

"Moreover, I went to plead with Eldest Uncle for you, and he said he also can't handle it."

"The police station staff have started investigating."

Shazhu stared, then asked:

"What are you saying?"

"You went to Eldest Uncle for mercy?"

"Good heavens, that's practically inviting trouble yourself."

"Doesn't Eldest Uncle now know that I did this?"

Qin Huairu: "What do you think?"

"You still think Eldest Uncle doesn't know?"

"Let me tell you, Xu Damao knows too."

"I ran into him today; he was proudly boasting that you're now in big trouble."

Shazhu: "Even Xu Damao knows?"

"No, I thought I did this very covertly."

"It was just last night when I had just taken off the axle; someone came out to use the toilet."

"At the time I didn't dare linger; I ran off in a hurry."

"I also didn't see clearly who it was."

"This person couldn't be Xu Damao, could it?"

Qin Huairu: "Never mind who it is."

"Now I think the whole courtyard knows."

"So I've thought it over carefully; if you give me the axle, I'll help you return it to Third Elder."

"Then give him some barley noodles or some other favor."

"I'll also say a few good words for you and plead with him."

Let him withdraw the lawsuit, and then this matter can be settled minor.

Of course, I'll handle all of this; you must not show up.

Oh, what I mean is, we must not let anyone know it was you who stole the cart axle.

Shazhu thought for a moment, then asked:

"What if he asks you who stole it?"

Qin Huairu, upon hearing that, couldn't help but stare blankly.

Shazhu grinned and said:

"So, your method won't work."

Qin Huairu frowned and asked:

"Cut the nonsense—where is the cart axle?"

"I already said it earlier—Xu Damao knows too; how could anyone in the courtyard not know?"

Shazhu smiled smugly and said:

"I sold it, for seven dollars."

"If I had known it would be this easy beforehand, I would have taken his rear cart axle as well."

Qin Huairu: "Shazhu, no—when did you pick up the habit of stealing?"

"You stole the front wheel and still want to steal the rear one."

Suddenly.

Shazhu put on a serious face and said solemnly:

"Comrade Qin Huairu, I need to speak seriously with you."

"Is that considered stealing?"

"That's called a lesson."

"Who let him take my things and not do his job?"

Qin Huairu: "It seems you still haven't realized the seriousness of this issue."

"You've been spoiled rotten by the old lady and Eldest Uncle."

"But now, the only one who could help you, Eldest Uncle, is no longer helping you as before."

"I keep wondering how you... sigh, there's nothing else we can do now."

"You should just return that cart axle."

"This is your only way to save yourself."

"Otherwise, if you get caught, well... I can't even imagine it."

"Why are you so useless?"

Shazhu: "Return it? Is that even possible?"

"Buying it back would cost seventeen."

Qin Huairu: "Then we still have to buy it."

"Otherwise, your reputation will be ruined, you might even be sentenced, and by then you'll lose even this factory job."

Shazhu frowned and asked: "Is it really that serious?"

"You're talking about sending me to jail, Qin Huairu—don't scare me."

Qin Huairu: "Alright, I'm not going to waste more words with you."

"Just say whether you'll agree or not."

"As long as you buy the cart axle back, I'll say I found it outside the courtyard gate and return it to San Da Ye."

"I think San Da Ye probably won't sue again then."

Shazhu shouted, neck stiff:

"No way—I can't lose ten dollars, even if I have to go sideways."

Qin Huairu: "Ten dollars versus your job—which is more important? Don't you see that?"

Shazhu: "Fine, then you help me come up with these ten dollars, and later I'll bring you some leftover dishes."

"Anyway, I'm not paying this unfair money—I flatly refuse."

Qin Huairu, angry, stood up and walked away.

Shazhu stared at her back, stunned, and shouted:

"Hey hey hey, Qin Huairu, you really aren't going to care anymore?"

Qin Huairu gave no reply and didn't turn back.

Shazhu, anxious as an ant on a hot pan, paced back and forth in the canteen.

Qin Huairu's words still hit him in the heart.

"If he gets caught and sentenced, his job will surely be gone."

"But making him spend an extra ten dollars to buy the cart axle back just feels suffocating."

"Forget it—let's observe first and see."

Noon.

Lin Shengli was eating at Yi Zhonghai's house, with Zheng Juan also there.

Yan Bu Gui walked in.

Seeing pork, fish, and steamed white flour buns on the table, he couldn't help but gulp.