stjorthotic Chapter 47 Who Has It More Difficult?
Chapter 47 Who Has It More Difficult?
Xiong Dahai led a large group of people to Sun Hu's house.
But even after he entered the courtyard and checked each room, Xiong Dahai couldn't find a single person.
The huge house was completely empty.
Apart from a few rooms that still had a bed, the other rooms were completely empty.
Where are they?
"What's going on?"
Xiong Dahai felt like he had seen a ghost.
Sun Hu and all his men have disappeared!
Okay, this isn't just a simple case of someone disappearing; it's a paranormal event.
It's important to understand that even if Sun Hu planned to run away with his men, he wouldn't take all the family's belongings with him.
Selling almost all the furniture here would also cause a stir.
However, after a thorough investigation, Xiong Dahai was certain that Sun Hu and others had not sold any furniture.
But now, the person is gone!
They say you should see the person alive or the body dead, but at this moment, there is neither the person alive nor the body dead.
Sun Hu and his men numbered in the dozens, but they just mysteriously disappeared.
According to Xiong Dahai's investigation, there was a lot of noise in the courtyard last night, with a group of people eating, drinking, and making a ruckus for quite a while.
Last night, no one around heard anything unusual.
"Boss, what's going on here?"
The men under his command looked at Xiong Dahai.
Xiong Dahai had no idea what was going on. All he could do was report it.
As for the subsequent handling, he will simply follow instructions.
……
Shen Zhishou was initially worried that the investigation would reach him, but it turned out he was just overthinking it.
The disappearance of Sun Hu and his gang was immediately shelved as an unsolved case.
After all, none of these people are good people.
In the past, Xiong Dahai couldn't afford to offend these people, but now that they've disappeared, he's overjoyed!
Shen Zhishou, working at the steel rolling mill, was as reliable as ever.
He focused on learning fitter skills, occasionally bantered with Wang Mingliang, ate and drank as usual, and even if someone was secretly observing him, they wouldn't notice anything unusual.
Sometimes, Shen Zhishou even wondered if he was being a little too abnormal.
I chatted with so many people all night, but I didn't feel uncomfortable at all.
Shouldn't normal people all experience various psychological discomforts?
After a day's work, Shen Zhishou and Wang Mingliang left work as usual.
On the way back to the courtyard, Shen Zhishou ran into Sha Zhu.
He was still carrying a net bag with a lunchbox inside, and it felt quite heavy.
It seems that the meat content of these leftovers is quite high.
Shen Zhishou didn't point out what was going on with Sha Zhu's leftovers. After all, this shouldn't be the first time Sha Zhu had done this, and among the many chefs in Beijing, Sha Zhu certainly wasn't the only one who did it.
There's no need to be overly critical of job benefits.
Didn't Shen Zhishou also have industry benefits when he worked at the grain station before?
The benefits of conventions are implicit rules beneath the explicit rules; even if they are unreasonable, they are already reasonable.
Perhaps someone will see through everything, but Shen Zhishou will not be that person.
Shen Zhishou chatted with Sha Zhu all the way, listening to Sha Zhu tell many old stories about Beijing.
Upon arriving at the entrance of the courtyard house, Yan Bugui stood steadily and solemnly at the door, like a door god in place, diligently and conscientiously.
"Hey Shazhu, what's in your lunchbox? I can smell it from way over there!"
Yan Bugui really can spout nonsense without batting an eye.
Shen Zhishou's body had been modified, making his five senses acute. He didn't even smell the food coming from the lunchbox. No matter how gifted Yan Bugui was, he couldn't possibly be stronger than Shen Zhishou.
In other words, Yan Bugui was lying and pretending to be stupid.
Sha Zhu, without giving it much thought, said, "Third Uncle, your nose is really like a dog's!"
"You could even smell the leftovers from my boss's lunch, which had a slight meaty smell. I'm truly impressed!"
Sha Zhu gave Yan Bugui a thumbs-up, but that was all.
"Silly Zhu, you're a great cook!"
"How about it? Uncle San brings some wine tonight, shall we have a couple of drinks together?"
"Please don't!"
Sha Zhu waved his hand, "These leftovers are for Dongxu's family. An old man there told me, 'You can't just think of yourself!'"
"Dongxu's family has a heavy burden, so they asked me to lend a hand!"
"...?!"
After hearing Sha Zhu's words, Yan Bugui remained silent for a long time before finally giving Sha Zhu a thumbs-up and praising, "Sha Zhu, it has to be you!"
"In this whole courtyard, you have the kindest heart of all!"
No matter how much he looked down on Sha Zhu, Yan Bugui still managed to say the right things.
Listening to the conversation between Sha Zhu and Yan Bugui, Shen Zhishou looked at Sha Zhu as if he were a fool.
Originally, it was thought that Sha Zhu's help to the Jia family would begin after Jia Dongxu was hung on the wall, but unexpectedly, Yi Zhonghai had already taken action against Sha Zhu much earlier.
Poor Sha Zhu, a simple-minded boy without a father to teach him, was completely fooled by Yi Zhonghai!
"Hehe, I knew it! Listening to Grandpa is always the right thing to do!"
Sha Zhu was quite pleased with Yan Bugui's praise.
However, Yan Bugui's tone changed a moment later, and he said seriously, "But, Shazhu, it's not wrong of you to do a good deed, but haven't you helped the wrong person?"
"The Jia family consists of five people, all living on Jia Dongxu's salary, but they have two children, one of whom is still a baby!"
"Jia Dongxu is a level-three fitter at the steel rolling mill. His monthly salary is forty, and the benefits add up to quite a bit!"
"Look at your third uncle. I only make about forty yuan a month, but there are six people in my family. Jiefang, Jiekuang, and Jiedi are all at the age where they can eat a lot. Tell me, isn't your third uncle's family even worse off than the Jia family?"
"Shouldn't you be giving this lunchbox to Uncle San's family?"
As Yan Bugui finished speaking, he reached out his hand towards Sha Zhu, his target being the net bag that Sha Zhu was holding.
Sha Zhu never expected Yan Bugui to pull this stunt.
But his reaction was still quick.
Just before Yan Bugui's hand touched the net, Sha Zhu took two steps back, looked at Yan Bugui with a shrewd expression, and said loudly, "Third Uncle, this isn't how you do things!"
"There's an order to things, first come, first served!"
"I did promise that old man I'd help Dongxu's family, but I didn't say I'd help yours!"
Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui immediately became anxious.
"Silly Zhu, what do you mean by that?"
"Third Uncle, stop making trouble. You're the elder in the neighborhood, and I don't want to fight you. This lunchbox is for Dongxu's family. If you try to take it by force, I'll have to go talk to the First Uncle!"
Sha Zhu decisively exposed Yi Zhonghai's false pretense.
Shen Zhishou watched the two of them arguing about this matter at the entrance of the courtyard house, just like Zhuge Liang and Pang Tong, and he was truly impressed.
The steel mill, a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, has produced many talented individuals!
You really can't argue with that!