Difficulties are difficulties for them, never motivation to embark on a new life.

Just like the Jia family, everyone is lazy and just thinks about how to take advantage and is greedy for benefits.

Yang Xiaotao walked past disdainfully without even looking at it.

Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu both saw Yang Xiaotao, and their expressions immediately turned ugly.

Yang Xiaotao is the only one in the college who passed the assessment today.

A fourth-level fitter, even after reductions, still earns more than thirty yuan, and he is still alone. Corn is planted in the yard. How wonderful it would be for their family to have such a life.

Jia Zhang watched Yang Xiaotao go away, feeling angry in her stomach.

"Why do we need to reduce my family's food supply and why do we need to cut our family's wages? How will this make our Jia family live?"

"God, please save our Jia family!"

"My poor eldest grandson, he is only one year old. It is unreasonable for him to suffer like this. It is unreasonable!"

The sound of mourning echoed in the courtyard, and Yang Xiaotao didn't even look back. This ignorant old woman could do nothing but do bad things.

However, Mrs. Jia Zhang's crying made the uncle feel upset.

Listen to the sounds outside, they are high-spirited and selfless dedication to the country.

Listen to the noise in the courtyard again. This crying and crying person is a completely backward element.

If outsiders find out, what will happen to this courtyard house?

Don’t you have any awareness at all?

The first uncle came out of the house and shouted coldly at Mrs. Jia Zhang.

"What are you howling for?"

"Everyone is the same. If others are fine, why can't it be your house?"

"Are you afraid that others won't know that your family is not active, or do you want to go to a labor camp?"

Jia Zhang was yelled at so much that she could not speak. She just wanted to complain about the misery in her heart. National construction and national progress were too far away for her, so how could she have any thoughts.

However, Yi Zhonghai's roar calmed Jia Zhang and made her dare not speak any more.

"He, the uncle, I can't do anything about it."

Speaking of which, Mrs. Jia and Zhang are quite old, and it makes people sick to see them looking so aggrieved.

Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu also walked out of the room quickly, but they didn't say anything and just stood aside.

When Yi Zhonghai saw it, he didn't want to continue talking nonsense, "Go home quickly, don't be embarrassed here!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang was submissive, lowered her head, but her eyes rolled around, with the mentality of a small citizen.

Yi Zhonghai has been here for so many years, but he still doesn't know her plans.

"Everyone has a hard time, and everyone has to persevere. This is political correctness. Do you understand?"

Mrs. Jia Zhang nodded but would not go back.

Yi Zhonghai sighed.

"I know it's not easy for your family, and as the head of the compound, I won't ignore death."

"What's more, I'm still Dongxu's master. Just rest assured."

After saying this, Jia Dongxu looked good-looking, Qin Huairu raised her eyelids and smiled, and Jia Zhang breathed a sigh of relief.

"Huairu will come over to me later. There are still ten kilograms of stick noodles left at home. You can use them first."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu, nodded and left.

When the Jia family returned to the house, Jia Zhang patted the dust on her buttocks and complained in a low voice, "Bah, I only gave ten pounds of stick noodles, ninety-nine a month, even if it is reduced, there is still more than fifty, stingy

Yes, he deserves to be homeless."

Qin Huairu was speechless when she heard Jia Zhang's complaints.

This mother-in-law has this kind of temperament, she is a white-eyed wolf.

"Mom, it's more than sixty!"

Jia Dongxu on the side didn't know how to be grateful, and even went out of his way to correct Yi Zhonghai's salary, not taking Yi Zhonghai's mind at ease.

"Damn it, you old loser."

Jia Zhang was angry after hearing this.

"Why are you still standing there? Why don't you go and get it back quickly?"

Jia Dongxu shouted at Qin Huairu, who put down the stick and turned around to go out.

In the room, Mrs. Jia Zhang rolled her eyes and said to Jia Dongxu, "Dongxu, this man is from a very poor family. What do you think..."

Jia Dongxu heard a few words and immediately understood the meaning, "Mom, don't worry, I will honor them both."

"When the time comes, they will all belong to our old Jia family."

"Haha, he is indeed my mother's good son. Well, well, our Jia family will live a good life in the future, and Banggeng will also enjoy the blessings!"
Chapter completed!