Chapter 10: Jia Dongxu Discharged from Hospital

Although that is said, justice resides in the hearts of the people.

Even the comrades from the Public Security Bureau don't care about this matter, and the Rolling Mill has already classified it as an ordinary work-related injury; what else would others dare to say?

After letting that mother and daughter-in-law make a scene here for a few days, they slowly quieted down; it was also thanks to Zhao Gangzi having a good temper, otherwise, he could have beaten the shit out of them.

Moreover, in these few days, Zhao Gangzi didn't lack tricks; by using the Hatred Value to exchange for some Prank Props in the system, he made the two of them have diarrhea and loose bowels.

He also didn't lack in increasing his own Hatred Value; calculating carefully, it was roughly around 2000.

"Although the Fitter grade requires years of employment, the Factory Director did promise me; no matter what, I should be able to get a First-Grade Fitter position, right?" Zhao Gangzi stroked his chin and pondered.

In this era, besides one's own technical skill, the assessment of Fitter grades also requires a certain number of years of service; someone like Yi Zhonghai, with a Level 8 Fitter grade, also spent over thirty years struggling to get ahead.

However, Zhao Gangzi is considered an exception, but in terms of technical skill, he has firmly reached the level of a second grade; even so, ordinary people can only start from being an Apprentice.

But after all, it can be considered opening a back door; as long as he performs well, and coupled with the fact that Zhao Gangzi's father was originally a Level 8 Fitter who later died in the line of duty, it is not unreasonable to give him a direct promotion.

Even if others go to report it to the higher-ups, it would be useless; in this day and age, it is tacitly accepted that the children of heroes have some privileges.

This matter quickly spread throughout the entire Siheyuan, and even the people in the neighborhood office knew about it; this was also news released in advance by the Rolling Mill.

It was also to let others have some mental preparation, so as to save others from saying that Yang Feng is giving Zhao Gangzi special treatment after the assessment is finished.

As for whether Zhao Gangzi really has Fitter Technology, that is not something Yang Feng needs to consider; the worst result is just letting him start as an Apprentice.

Anyway, as long as there is a livelihood to make ends meet, that is all that matters.

The entire Siheyuan was in an uproar; everyone knew that Zhao Gangzi was a fool before, yet he actually dared to overestimate his own abilities and brag that he could skip the Apprentice stage to evaluate his professional title.

Originally, they thought that Zhao Gangzi might show his talents in the future, but now it seems it's just like that; it was all for nothing.

"Damn it, my hands are already like this, and Zhao Shazi can still participate in the assessment; it's infuriating," Shazhu complained incessantly in front of Yi Zhonghai.

"Can you compare yourself to him? No matter what, Zhao Gangzi is considered a hero's child; even if he knows nothing, he can still manage to be an Apprentice," Yi Zhonghai said helplessly.

Now that Shazhu's hand for tossing the wok is injured, there is no hope for him to be promoted to a Level 9 Chef this year; not only is Shazhu angry about this, but Yi Zhonghai is also feeling incredibly uncomfortable.

The first successor, Jia Dongxu, is ruined and cannot be relied upon in the future; originally, he was counting on his foster son Shazhu to support him in his old age, but now there is no hope for his professional title either.

It is all Zhao Gangzi's fault!

"First Uncle, why don't I think of a way to mess with him?" Shazhu raised his eyebrows, and a brilliant idea instantly popped into his mind.

"Don't tell me; I don't want to know what kind of idea you have," the First Uncle, cunning and crafty, waved his hand quickly and said.

"Cough, don't go too far..."

"Don't worry, First Uncle! It'll be enough to mess with him so he can't get out of bed for a few days," Shazhu laughed cunningly.

Aren't you going to take the assessment?

Then I will scare you and scare you half to death.

It would be best to scare you back into being a fool.

Shazhu felt ruthless in his heart; he hurriedly left the First Uncle's house and ran home happily.

On the other side, Jia Dongxu also woke up; in order to spend less of the medical money compensated by the Rolling Mill, Jia Zhangshi directly had people bring Jia Dongxu back to the Siheyuan from the Hospital.

Staying in the Hospital for one day costs several mao; it would be better to save this money to buy a few small chickens for Jia Dongxu to nourish his body.

"Dongxu! You have suffered!"

Seeing Jia Dongxu lying limp on the bed and groaning, Jia Zhangshi could not help but shed tears; she only had this one son, and he was only in his twenties.

So young, and he will have to spend the rest of his life in bed.

Her own life in the future will definitely not be able to be as extravagant as before.

Qin Huairu, who was on the side, was also wiping away tears; they hadn't lived a good life for a few years, yet they encountered such a thing; no one could accept it.

Only Bang Geng was like nothing had happened, running and jumping around in the room.

"Sob sob sob, my life is so bitter! Ah..." Seeing Bang Geng, Qin Huairu could no longer hold back and began to cry bitterly in front of Jia Dongxu and his mother.

"What are you crying for, you stinking woman! Isn't it because of you that I've become this ghost-like state?"

"If I could still stand up, the first thing I would do is divorce you!"

Jia Dongxu's veins bulged as he roared at Qin Huairu, who was standing by the stove.

If it weren't for Qin Huairu draining his body, this kind of thing wouldn't have happened, ruining his bright future.

Qin Huairu was startled and stammered, "Dongxu, how can you be like this..."

"What like this or that! I think you are a jinx, a broom star! Our Jia Family has had eight lifetimes of bad luck to marry a disaster like you!"

"Oh, my poor Dongxu, he can't stand up at such a young age..."

"If it weren't for the fact that you gave birth to a son for our Jia Family, just get lost back to your village to farm!"

Jia Zhangshi also pointed at Qin Huairu's nose and cursed wildly; Huaihua, who was in Qin Huairu's arms, also kept crying, and suddenly the sound of crying in the Jia Family house reached the heavens.

Qin Huairu felt extremely aggrieved.

She didn't expect that both her husband and mother-in-law would humiliate her like this and push all the blame onto her.

But it was absolutely impossible for her to go back to the village to farm; after all, she had put in so much effort to marry into the city, and she was used to days with steamed buns and meat, so she wouldn't go back to suffer from poverty and exhaustion.

Even if the man was ruined, she would continue to stay in the Siheyuan.

"I, I didn't know it would be like this! Dongxu, don't worry, I will definitely serve you well like a beast of burden in the future," Qin Huairu was at a loss and hurriedly drew water from the vat to prepare to wash Jia Dongxu's feet.

And when Jia Dongxu saw that he had successfully manipulated Qin Huairu, he stopped scolding and instead prepared to enjoy himself.

Although his legs and feet were ruined, it wouldn't be bad if there was someone to serve him.

"Factory Director Yang said that my job as an Apprentice will be yours from now on; wake up earlier in the future and earn money for our family, understand?" Jia Dongxu cursed.

"Ah? There is such a thing?"

Qin Huairu also began to feel happy; she originally thought that she would have no way to make a living in the future, but she didn't expect that she could actually inherit her own man's job.

Then there should be no problem with food and clothing in the future.

Thinking of this, Qin Huairu was no longer sad and happily scrubbed Jia Dongxu's feet.

"Dongxu, see if this feels comfortable?"

"Mom, you sit for a while first, I'll wash one for you in a bit too!"

Qin Huairu was very diligent, and even greeted Jia Zhangshi to sit on the kang first; seeing Qin Huairu so sensible, Jia Zhangshi's stiff old face also relaxed.

"As long as you're sensible, from now on, as long as the two of us have food to eat, there will be a mouthful of soup for you," Jia Zhangshi said while picking her nose.