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6 Jia Zhangshi looked for He Yuzhu to sow discord

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Jia Geng's family had not eaten meat for a long time.

Because the only pillar of the family had died, Jia Zhangshi could not see any future, so money was the only hope that Jia Zhangshi could see to support her grandson.

As for eating meat…it was already good enough to be alive, yet he still wanted to eat meat?

Jia Geng made a fuss, and Xiao Dang and Huai Hua also made a fuss. Jia Zhangshi was so upset that she directly scolded,"What are you making a fuss about? Don't make a scene!"

After she finished speaking, Jia Zhangshi said,"When Silly Zhu gets home tonight, you can go and ask Silly Zhu for it."”

It was as if it was only right and proper to ask Silly Zhu for meat.

This was simply a joke. How was there any righteousness?

Jia Zhangshi and He Yuzhu had been neighbors for more than 20 years, so she knew He Yuzhu's character very well. He was kind and would swallow his broken teeth.

He was the kind who was purely trying to save face and suffer.

Besides, even if He Yuzhu made a fuss, Jia Zhangshi was not afraid. Besides, if he made a fuss, He Yuzhu would be at a disadvantage. After all, they were an orphan and a widow. There was no man at home to support them. What was wrong with the child stealing some food? Could it be that he could let the child starve to death?

Just as Yang Chen had thought, poverty was not scary. The scary thing was that some people used poverty as a shield, as a reason to be unscrupulous. This was the most disgusting thing.

There was no doubt that Jia Zhang-shi used poverty as an excuse for her to do evil. She never left her house all day and did not think about making money at all. She only thought about petty gains all day long. It was precisely because of her grandmother that she raised a nest of ingrates.

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While Yang Chen was having his meal, the courtyard began to become lively. People from various families who worked in the rolling mill started to get off work. Those who were on good terms with him walked together, chatting and laughing. They even agreed to have dinner together and get a few glasses of wine to drink.

After returning home today, the news that everyone heard the most was that a very handsome young man had arrived at the courtyard. He had moved into the courtyard where Qin Huiru, He Yuzhu, and Yi Zhonghai were staying. There were originally three households, but now there were four households.

Everyone gathered the information they had gathered and began to ask about Yang Chen, who had suddenly appeared.

He Yuzhu did not know what was going on inside. He clasped his hands behind his back and walked slowly towards the courtyard house. The factory made sour soup this afternoon, and He Yuzhu cut eight taels of meat and put it in the food box.

How could a chef starve himself?

Anyway, no matter how others were doing, He Yuzhu's life was very comfortable.

He was a Level 8 cook in the factory, earning 35.5 yuan a month. The main factory cooked for 600 to 700 workers every day. He Yuzhu saved a piece of meat from each worker every day. Even if it was a very thin piece of meat, it was a huge expense for 600 to 700 workers.

He Yuzhu put his hands behind his back and walked home unsteadily. He usually liked to talk, but his mouth was too mean. Moreover, he was stupid and bold. He knew martial arts, so ordinary people really couldn't do anything to him.

This also caused everyone to talk less and less to He Yuzhu. Usually, a greeting was considered a lot of talking.

He Yuzhu didn't take it seriously. He wouldn't think too much about it either. As long as others didn't threaten his personal interests, or if he was tricked and not found out, it didn't count. However, once he found out that others were using him, he didn't care how long it would take. He would take revenge directly.

Although this kind of silly and straightforward person could be recognized by others, it did not prevent him from being used by others.

For example, Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhangshi had been lying on the bed waiting for He Yuzhu to come home. When she saw He Yuzhu come back, Jia Zhangshi immediately ran out of the house and carefully looked at the room where Chen Yang was. Then, she called out to Shazhu in a low voice. When she saw Shazhu looking at her, she waved at Shazhu, signaling him to be quiet and then come over to her.

He Yuzhu didn't buy it. She carried the net bag on her back and smiled evilly at Jia Zhangshi, shouting,""Aunt Jia, what are you doing? If you have something to say, say it quickly! I won't go over if you ask me to. Your three children are definitely eyeing the lunch box in my hand again. I can't do it today. My sister came home from school today. I have to make her something delicious.”

He Yuzhu expressed that he was very quick-witted, but he had indeed misunderstood Jia Zhangshi's meaning.

Jia Zhangshi was also afraid. She was just about to sow discord between He Yuzhu and that Chen Yang. Now that He Yuzhu spoke so loudly, wouldn't they hear her?

What if He Yuzhu finds trouble with Yang Chen and says that I'm sowing discord?

He Yuzhu was speaking so loudly that he would definitely be heard. Jia Zhang-shi did not bother to hide it any longer."Your good intentions are gone. Are you coming or not? But if you come over, you'll regret it!"

Seeing how confident Jia Zhangshi was, He Yuzhu hid the lunchbox behind her back and jogged over to Jia Zhangshi. She asked with a smile,"What's the matter? Hurry up and tell me. If you don't tell me, I'll go back and cook for my sister.”

"Your sister? Your sister's house has already been taken away, and you still want to find a house for your sister?”

Jia Zhangshi snorted coldly, then turned towards Yang Chen's room and curled her lips: "Did you see that? A young man came this morning and took the house you prepared for your sister. Hmph, Silly Zhu, didn't you say that you were going to give the house to your sister? Now that the person occupying the house had come, what should they do? He had already said that it didn't matter whose house it was. He was the one living here now. Unless the factory manager came, no one would be able to make him leave.”

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