Shouting words to drive Ding Dang away, Jia Zhangshi reached out and pinched the flesh on Ding Dang's arm, twisting it hard.
Ding Dang cried out in pain and quickly fled the small room where she had been sleeping.
Jia Zhangshi had not been lying down for two minutes.
A crutch struck the quilt.
"Ah! Hiss!"
Jia Zhangshi cried out in pain, hissing as she opened her eyes.
She made up her mind that no matter who came, she would scratch back fiercely.
Seeing who it was, Jia Zhangshi's heart trembled.
Oh my god, this person was someone Jia Zhangshi could not afford to offend in the Courtyard.
The person who came was none other than the Courtyard's 'Old Ancestor', the Deaf Old Lady.
It turned out that the three aunties outside Jia's house saw Bang梗 and Ding Dang come out, and then saw Qin Huairu come out, but still didn't see Jia Zhangshi's figure.
Immediately, the three decided to invite the Deaf Old Lady.
They would let the Deaf Old Lady go and wear down Jia Zhangshi.
Although the Deaf Old Lady was beaten like a dead dog in a fight with Chen Jianye.
But facing the violent threat of Chen Jianye, the Deaf Old Lady lost face, but ultimately saved her life.
Her age was there, and her status was still sufficient.
Moreover, because she was too old, she was particularly suitable for dealing with Jia Zhangshi.
The Deaf Old Lady listened to the three aunties explain the whole story, and knowing that it was to torment Jia Zhangshi, the two sides hit it off immediately.
Having lost face last time, the Deaf Old Lady also needed some achievements to add a bit of luster to her reputation.
At this moment.
The Deaf Old Lady held her crutch and coldly looked at Jia Zhangshi: "Zhang girl, are you going to clean up your marks from last night or not?"
"Ah, it's the Old Lady."
"Why aren't you staying at home and getting involved in this?"
Jia Zhangshi said, feeling wronged.
"I'm asking you a question!"
The Deaf Old Lady leaned on her crutch and stomped it heavily on the ground.
"Clean it, clean it, alright."
"No one lets me get a good night's sleep in the morning, it's ridiculous."
Jia Zhangshi grumbled as she got up, got dressed, and took a mop to clean her footprints.
They were truly step-by-step footprints.
Every step left a yellow mark, very noticeable.
The people in the Courtyard who were emptying night pots covered their noses and avoided the footprints on the ground.
Jia Zhangshi dragged the mop a few times and felt her back aching.
"Hurry up!"
The Deaf Old Lady stomped her crutch heavily, urging her.
"Got it, got it."
Jia Zhangshi looked impatient, bent over, and continued working.
The Deaf Old Lady was too old, and Jia Zhangshi's best skill, the big argument technique, she dared not use on the Deaf Old Lady.
There's an old saying in the countryside: don't argue with a sixty-year-old, don't keep a seventy-year-old overnight, don't invite an eighty-year-old to eat.
What does that mean?
Don't argue with a sixty-year-old person, because they are old, and if they get too emotional during an argument and can't catch their breath and die, the person arguing with them will be in trouble.
The same logic applies to not keeping a seventy-year-old overnight and not inviting an eighty-year-old to eat.
Jia Zhangshi was a true countrywoman.
So she was very smart and didn't argue with the Deaf Old Lady.
Even if the Deaf Old Lady hit her a few times, she would only choose to run away and not confront the Deaf Old Lady directly.
If something happened to the Deaf Old Lady, like becoming paralyzed or dying, Jia Zhangshi would not be able to compensate enough.
Most of the Courtyard shared Jia Zhangshi's mentality.
The Deaf Old Lady was so old, she might kick the bucket any day.
Why argue with someone who's about to die? What if you send them off?
So they all held their noses and accepted the Old Lady's title as the Courtyard's 'Old Ancestor'.
Except for Chen Jianye, who was an exception.
On the other side,
Chen Jianye finished breakfast and went to work on time.
Before he left, he specifically took a look; Jia Zhangshi was standing in the Backyard mopping the floor.
'An evil person needs an evil person to grind them down.'
Seeing Jia Zhangshi diligently mopping the floor, Chen Jianye's lips curled into a smile.
Arriving at the Team, Chen Jianye chatted with Hu Nanpeng for a few words, put on his labor protection equipment, and went to his post.
The Fitter Skill was still over three hundred points away from LV3; if this week went smoothly, he would definitely be promoted to LV3.
Chen Jianye was full of anticipation.
After the morning meeting, Chen Jianye started working.
Wang Lif found Yi Zhonghai and asked why Jia Zhangshi hadn't come.
"She fell into the latrine pit last night when she went to the toilet, so she probably won't be able to come today."
Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and said.
"That's really unlucky."
Wang Lif's face was full of joy, and he struggled to keep a straight face, trying not to laugh out loud.
"Indeed, she's just having bad luck."
Yi Zhonghai echoed.
Wang Lif signed Jia Zhangshi up for a day of personal leave, but at ten o'clock, Jia Zhangshi actually came to work again.
"Zhang Jie, Yi Zhonghai from your Courtyard said you had something last night and needed to take leave today."
"What do you mean?"
Wang Lif asked.
"He's spouting nonsense! If I were to take leave, I'd definitely have him tell you!"
"I didn't say anything, what kind of leave did he ask for me?"
Jia Zhangshi shrieked in anger, spittle flying everywhere.
Wang Lif felt wave after wave of foul-smelling gas attacks, almost suffocating him.
"I'm not taking leave, don't get it wrong. If my salary is even a cent short, I'll come find you."
Jia Zhangshi said fiercely.
Wang Lif felt something was off.
I'm the Team Leader, damn it.
Why does it sound like you're my Leader?
Jia Zhangshi swung her arms and went to find Yi Zhonghai.
Wang Lif moved to a different spot and took deep breaths.
He calculated the time and recorded two hours of personal leave for Jia Zhangshi.
Since Jia Zhangshi was acting like she was the boss of everything, Wang Lif wouldn't be polite with her either; he'd just follow the rules.
Yi Zhonghai was enjoying his leisurely tea time when he suddenly caught a whiff of latrine odor.
Before he could turn his head, a voice came to his ear: "Yi Zhonghai, did I tell you to ask for leave for me? Are you going to pay me back the deducted money?"
Jia Zhangshi stood beside Yi Zhonghai, her chest heaving with anger.
Didn't I just come a little late?
Is it that big of a deal?!
Yi Zhonghai didn't speak.
Because under the attack of the fecal smell, he had lost the ability to speak.
"I've already made it clear to Wang Lif. Don't ask for leave for me in the future, understand?"
"All day long, like a dog catching a mouse, meddling in other people's business."
Jia Zhangshi plopped down on a chair and used her right fingernail to pick at the dirt under her left fingernail.
The dirt under her fingernails was difficult to remove.
Last night, she had only taken a simple shower and washed her body.
Areas like hair and nails, which easily hide dirt, were not clean.
Hoo!
Yi Zhonghai quietly retreated a few steps, taking deep breaths.
"Lao Yi, what are we teaching today? Hurry up and tell me."
"I'm busy."
Jia Zhangshi said loudly.
"Let's take it easy today. You suffered last night, so I'm giving you a day off to rest."
Yi Zhonghai said from a distance.
"Hmm, that sounds reasonable."
Jia Zhangshi was very satisfied.
After picking at her fingernails for a while, Jia Zhangshi was so bored that she took the initiative to chat with the women in the Pliers worker team.
They talked about daily trivial matters and such.
Women easily build relationships by discussing such topics.
Unexpectedly, the moment Jia Zhangshi opened her mouth, the women opposite her covered their noses, looking as if they were facing a formidable enemy.
"What are you doing? Is my speech that smelly?"
Jia Zhangshi was very displeased.
The women nodded repeatedly.
An old Carpentry next to her said helplessly: "Zhang Jie, did you eat shit last night? I'm suffering standing downwind from you."
"Why don't you find another place to stay?"