My happy life in a courtyard house with triplets.

Chapter 113: Yi Zhonghai's Revenge

Looking at Lou Xiao'e, Lou's father felt increasingly uneasy.

Meanwhile, Lou's mother, who was standing to the side, also noticed something amiss and couldn't help but say, "Xiao'e, don't be fooled. Zhang Lei is already married, and I think his wife is quite pretty. We can't become someone's mistress."

At this moment, Lou Xiao'e became anxious and quickly said, "Mom, what are you thinking? What kind of era are we living in? There are still people who want to be mistresses?"

But Lou's mother wouldn't let it go, continuing, "Even if it's the eldest son, it won't work. Aren't you just ruining someone else's marriage?"

Lou Xiao'e became even more anxious, her face turning bright red: "Mom, what are you thinking? I just wanted to thank him for saving my life, how did it turn into liking him? Besides, I've only met him a few times, I don't even know if he likes me or not."

After he said that, the car suddenly fell silent, and everyone was stunned.

Lou Xiao'e suddenly realized what was happening and quickly covered her mouth, feeling extremely annoyed: Oh dear, how could I have let slip what was on my mind!

At this moment, Lou's father looked at Lou Xiao'e, coughed twice, and said sternly, "Alright, stop talking nonsense. I'll buy out those six jobs and give them to him; that will repay his life-saving debt. From now on, you must not have any more contact with Zhang Lei."

Lou Xiao'e felt wronged when she heard her father say that, but she didn't know how to refute him. She could only turn her head to the side, put on a stern face, and not say a word.

Meanwhile, at the steel rolling mill, Yi Zhonghai was chatting with the head of the personnel department while delivering documents.

The head of the personnel department glanced at the fifty yuan on the table, discreetly slipped it into his pocket, and then looked at Yi Zhonghai, saying, "Alright, Master Yi, I understand what you're saying. Jia Dongxu does have character issues. Since he lost his legs due to gambling and high-interest loans, and considering your description of his lazy, greedy, and cunning nature, I will report these matters to the higher-ups."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the head of the personnel department and said with a smile, "Hey, I'm getting old, I just wanted to complain a bit. If it weren't for Jia Dongxu breaking both his legs this time, I would still be in the dark. Taking this opportunity, I'm going to sever my master-disciple relationship with Jia Dongxu. A person who loves gambling and has such bad character doesn't deserve to be my disciple."

The head of the personnel department echoed Yi Zhonghai's words, saying, "Oh, I'm sorry to trouble you, Master Yi. Considering your attitude of putting family aside for the greater good, I will report Jia Dongxu's personal issues to the higher-ups and commend you, a veteran worker who cares about the factory."

Yi Zhonghai was extremely pleased with himself as he listened to the head of the personnel department. He could even imagine the miserable state the Jia family would be in after losing their jobs.

Thinking of this, he cursed Jia Zhangshi in his heart for daring to extort 1,500 yuan from him.

He wanted to let Jia Zhangshi know that Yi Zhonghai's money wasn't so easy to take, and that anyone who dared to scheme against him would pay a heavy price.

Yi Zhonghai not only made this preparation, but he also had a backup plan.

He had already instructed his trusted apprentices to spread rumors about Jia Dongxu's moral depravity.

Because he knew in his heart that the leaders would not just listen to the personnel department head's side of the story, and would definitely come down to investigate.

As long as we spread the word about Jia Dongxu's gambling, high-interest loan debts, and lack of diligence at work, the leaders will have no choice but to believe it.

Meanwhile, in the courtyard, Jia Zhangshi, who was enjoying a delicious meal, was unaware that the Jia family had gotten into a huge disaster.

During this time, Qin Huairu was constantly busy at the Jia family's residence. Every day at dawn, Qin Huairu had to start sorting through Jia Dongxu's "belongings"—which were actually the dirty things he had made in bed every day.

After all, Jia Dongxu is now lying in bed and can't move at all. He has to eat, drink, and relieve himself all in bed, so these things naturally fall entirely on Qin Huairu's shoulders.

Qin Huairu was seething with resentment as she watched Jia Zhangshi not helping at all, only caring about eating and drinking well.

If it weren't for Jia Zhangshi's tight grip on the family finances, she would have had a huge fight with Jia Zhangshi right now.

Seeing Qin Huairu's slow movements, Madam Jia became increasingly annoyed and said, "Qin Huairu, what are you doing? Stop dawdling! The house smells terrible, why don't you open the windows to let in some fresh air? Can't you see that all my food is starting to go bad?"

Qin Huairu still smiled and said, "Mom, I know, I'll open the window right away."

Lying in bed, Jia Dongxu hated light more than anything. Seeing the window open, he immediately cursed, "Qin Huairu, what are you doing? Why did you open the window?"

At this moment, Qin Huairu said aggrievedly, "Dongxu, Mom made me open this place. She said the food she eats has gone bad."

Just as Qin Huairu finished explaining, Jia Zhangshi immediately scolded her: "You really have no sense at all! This family should be ruled by my son, and he can lock things up whenever he wants!"

Hearing Jia Zhangshi's words, Qin Huairu cursed inwardly, "You bastard," and then went over to close the window.

But as soon as the window was closed, Jia Dongxu, whether from eating something bad or doing it on purpose, defecated in his pocket.

Instantly, a sour and astringent smell filled the entire room.

Jia Zhangshi, who was eating, almost vomited and ran outside, covering her nose.

Qin Huairu was furious and complained, "Jia Dongxu, couldn't you have told me before you pulled? Besides, you only broke your leg, you're not incapacitated."

Hearing Qin Huairu's complaints, Jia Dongxu threw a pillow at her, leaving her momentarily stunned.

Then they heard Jia Dongxu yell, "Qin Huairu, have I been too kind to you? You think I can do whatever I want? Get over here right now, wipe me down, and change my pants!"

Upon hearing Jia Dongxu's words, Qin Huairu's anger flared up instantly, but looking at Jia Dongxu's distorted face, she gritted her teeth, suppressed her anger, and walked over step by step.

Qin Huairu pulled down Jia Dongxu's pants, and a strong, sour smell of feces immediately hit her, making her unable to control herself any longer. She rushed to the bucket next to her and vomited.

Seeing Qin Huairu like this, Jia Dongxu turned pale with anger and threw the pants he had just taken off at her.

Qin Huairu was so frightened that she quickly tried to pull down her pants, but it was too late; her shoulders and hands were covered in feces.

Qin Huairu ignored Jia Dongxu and rushed to the pool, desperately washing off the filth.

She scrubbed and washed it again and again, until she had washed it three or four times, before she felt a little better.

But the thought of what had just happened made her stomach churn again, so she could only keep washing.

Just as she finished washing, Madam Jia Zhang stormed over, saying angrily, "Qin Huairu, what are you doing here? No one's even looking after my son, and you're already washing up? Hurry up and get some water to clean Dongxu!"

Upon hearing Jia Zhangshi's words, Qin Huairu's tears of grievance immediately fell.

When Jia Zhangshi saw her crying, her anger flared even more, and she directly cursed, "You little slut, taking care of my son is an injustice to you?"