Chapter 3: with translation of chapter title

This is the legendary "can't even survive one chapter (volume)"!

Lin Shengli also didn't think much.

In his previous life he had read quite a few web novels; because the transmigration brought a butterfly effect, there were quite a few.

He now just wants to live his own little life well; whether Jia Dongxu lives or dies, when he dies has nothing to do with him.

The Jia family are all white-eyed wolves, ungrateful.

As long as they don't come provoke him, he also can't be bothered to manage so much.

His little life is happy and comfortable, better than anything.

Now speaking of Jia Dongxu.

He cursed inwardly, steeled himself and walked over.

However.

Upon second thought.

This factory of nearly ten thousand people, Factory Director Yang and Section Chief Chen probably wouldn't know a lowly level-one pipe worker like him.

Thus, he also became somewhat resigned.

Walking over, with Factory Director Yang and Section Chief Chen behind him, he pulled Jia Zhangshi aside and said:

"Mom, let's go home; I have something I want to tell you."

Upon hearing this, Jia Zhangshi nervously grabbed his shoulder, looked him up and down, and asked concernedly:

"Son, what happened?"

The son is Jia Zhangshi's treasure!

He has always been kept in her mouth for fear he'd melt, held in her hands for fear he'd break.

Jia Dongxu: "It's fine, it's fine; let's go home first and talk."

Jia Zhangshi patted her chest, saying: "You scared me to death, Mom."

"It's good that it's nothing."

Saying this, she pointed at Factory Director Yang and the others, "They're here to seize the house; quickly tell them this house is ours."

With her son here, Jia Zhangshi felt more confident.

"Is this house ours?"

Upon hearing that, Jia Dongxu instantly felt terrible.

"Mom, you don't even look—do you see who's standing before you?"

"This is the highest official of the Hongxing Rolling Steel Factory!"

"You actually want to contend with him over the house?"

"Elder sister, I want to ask: did you buy this house, or was it allocated to you by the factory?"

"If I'm not mistaken, this siheyuan belongs to the Hongxing Rolling Steel Factory."

Factory Director Yang is very patient and also very polite.

He worries that other factory leaders might arbitrarily allocate this house.

Jia Zhangshi lifted her head, her face full of proud arrogance, and said:

"That's right, it's the Hongxing Rolling Steel Factory's."

Saying this, she pointed at Jia Dongxu and asked:

"Do you know who he is?"

Factory Director Yang shook his head.

Jia Dongxu hurriedly said: "Mom, Mom, don't say anything else; let's go home first, ah."

"I have good news to report to you."

Then.

He pulled Jia Zhangshi and was about to leave.

He planned to first trick Jia Zhangshi into leaving, then talk.

Who knew Jia Zhangshi forcefully shook off his hand and said:

"The good news can wait."

"Mom tells you, you're really too low-key in life."

"This is too boring; ah, when it's time to show your sword, you should show it, so others can see our true strength."

"You are, after all, the renowned... disciple of Level 8 Pipe Worker Yi Zhonghai of the Hongxing Rolling Steel Factory."

Jia Zhangshi's words made Lin Shengli involuntarily twitch the corner of his mouth.

"I won't speak; I'll just quietly watch your performance."

Jia Dongxu, meanwhile, glared at Jia Zhangshi, wishing he could slap her.

"I've seen people who pit their fathers, but never seen anyone who pits their son!"

Jia Dongxu was so angry his face turned ashen.

Factory Director Yang furrowed his brows, looked at Jia Dongxu and asked:

"Are you Yi Shifu's disciple? What's your name?"

Jia Dongxu looked at Factory Director Yang, swallowed dryly, opened his mouth but then closed it again, not daring to speak.

Jia Zhangshi gave him a white look and said: "Just tell him, what are you afraid of?"

Jia Dongxu gave a muffled grunt, grabbed Jia Zhangshi and left.

This time he used force; Jia Zhangshi followed unwillingly while complaining:

"Why are we leaving? This house is ours."

We haven't driven them away yet.

Just after taking two steps, Chen Section Chief's voice came from behind:

Jia Dongxu, stop!

Jia Dongxu immediately stopped, then slowly turned around, giving an embarrassed laugh.

It's over, I've been found out.

Chen Section Chief: "You really are Jia Dongxu!"

Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, a first-class fitter, right?

Jia Dongxu nodded helplessly.

Jia Zhangshi grinned, full of pride, saying: "Only now do you recognize him?"

My son is Yi Zhonghai's top disciple.

Let me tell you......

Jia Dongxu couldn't hold back any longer, pointing at Jia Zhangshi and angrily interrupting:

Shut your mouth, you damn!

Jia Zhangshi shuddered involuntarily.

Then.

Her eyes instantly welled up with tears, and she choked out:

You, you actually yelled at me?

Believe it or not, I'll lie on the ground and bawl right away?

Of course.

She didn't say those last words.

She couldn't possibly do that.

Because that's her most precious son.

However.

She really is very sad right now.

From childhood, she has always especially doted on Jia Dongxu.

For Jia Dongxu's demands, she has always unconditionally satisfied them.

If she can't satisfy them, she creates conditions to do so.

Now, Jia Dongxu actually scolded her in front of so many people?

Doesn't she care about face?

Seeing her eyes filled with tears, Jia Dongxu quickly offered an apologetic smile and said:

Mom, Mom, I didn't yell at you.

Let's go home and talk, okay?

He worried that if he upset Jia Zhangshi, she would flop onto the ground and throw a tantrum.

Yang Changzhang and Chen Section Chief are still here; he doesn't want to lose face and have it spread to the factory.

Yang Changzhang asked: "Jia Dongxu, has the factory assigned this house to you?"

Jia Dongxu hesitated, then shook his head.

Yang Changzhang asked again: "What exactly is going on?"

"How does your mother say this is your house?"

Jia Dongxu thought and said: "Um, it's not our house; my mother is talking nonsense, she has a bit of a mental issue......"

Jia Zhangshi couldn't hold back any longer and burst into tears with a 'wah'.

Just now I yelled at her, and now I'm saying she has mental problems.

What can be endured, what cannot be endured?

If it weren't for her precious son, she would surely sit on the ground, slapping it and wailing.

Seeing her cry, everyone became a bit tense.

Only Lin Shengli remained calm.

Having a god's-eye view, he understood Jia Zhangshi too well.

People like her deserve no sympathy at all.

Jia Zhangshi wiped her tears while crying:

You... son, you've really broken Mom's heart.

Everything I've done is for you, yet you actually say this about me?

Just now you yelled at me, and now you say I'm mentally ill.

Jia Dongxu was so anxious he was about to cry: "Mom, I didn't, I didn't."

Let's go home first, okay?

Jia Zhangshi wiped her tears and said: "If not, then tell them this house is ours."

She's really impossible to reason with!

In desperation, Jia Dongxu blurted: "This is our factory's Yang Changzhang!"

"What do you have to contend with him over the house?"

Jia Zhangshi was dumbfounded.

With her mouth wide open, staring at Yang Changzhang, she couldn't utter a word.

Yang Changzhang smiled slightly and said to Jia Dongxu: "You still know I'm the factory director, huh?"

"I ask you, are you off today?"

Jia Dongxu: "I, uh, my stomach hurts, I want to go back to use the restroom."

Lies just spill out, without even blushing.

Chen Section Chief frowned, his voice deep as he said, "Is there no restroom in the factory or what?"

"Jia Dongxu, you left early from work; what do you think the punishment should be?"

Jia Dongxu said timidly, "Deduct, deduct two points, fine two yuan."

Chen Section Chief said, "Alright, I'll have your workshop supervisor note it down."

Hearing this, Jia Zhangshi hurriedly shouted:

"No, no!"

"On what grounds should you fine my son's money?"

"He really does have a stomachache."

"You should have compassion."

"You need to consider that our family doesn't have it easy."

"Our whole family of six relies on his single salary to survive."

"Um, Yang Factory Director, could you say a word?"

"Just be kind and don't fine us, okay?"