Siheyuan: A warm home with wife and children

These words made Yingzi feel bad, and her face remained sullen when she left for work.

This also reminded Yang Jianguo of the wave of immigration, and of those families who went to foreign lands and felt that it was more reliable to ask their fellow countrymen for help.

In the end, only they know how badly they were scammed.

Those who only handle immigration procedures are fine, but those who hire their own lawyers to handle their taxes...

Over the past 20 years, the number of people who have made their fortunes by cheating their own family members is too numerous to count on both hands.

Yang Jianguo only felt a fleeting sense of emotion when recalling these memories.

He didn't have any particular thoughts on this.

Since we're preoccupied with these things and trying to find solutions, we don't have the time or inclination.

All you can do is keep a watchful eye on yourself.

As our ancestors said, "One should not have the heart to harm others, but one must have the heart to guard against others!"

On May 1st, just in time for this date, a report on the breakthrough progress of my country's gear technology was released.

Yang Jianguo had just gotten out of bed when he saw the newspaper.

Today is Labor Day, and my workplace organized a big cleaning.

Not only at work, but also on the streets to participate in public service.

As the leader, Yang Jianguo had to rush to his workplace after eating.

Yingzi was also very busy, not only with the factory's labor arrangements, but also as one of the organizers of union activities.

She had to shoulder the burden of both, making her even busier than Yang Jianguo.

Sure enough, he put the food on the table and wolfed down a few bites.

He grabbed two eggs, stuffed them in his pocket, and headed outside. "Jianguo, I'm leaving now. I'll be back late tonight. Why don't you eat at work before you come back?"

"Slow down, don't forget to eat." Seeing her in such a hurry, Yang Jianguo, who was standing at the door, didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

I don't know whether letting her join the union was a good thing or a bad thing.

He's responsible for both work and discipline; isn't that too much of a burden on him?

Yang Jianguo wanted to reduce her workload, but he suppressed the idea as soon as it came to mind.

Having been married for over ten years, Yang Jianguo knew his daughter-in-law's personality all too well.

You can keep saying that, but in the end it will definitely be of no use at all.

People should just do what they have to do.

If they forcefully intervene, then not only Yingzi, but Yang Jianguo cannot do that either.

Respect is mutual; he cannot forcefully plan Yingzi's life just because he feels sorry for his wife.

Oh ~

I care about you, so you can't do this or that, you have to listen to me.

Is this sympathy or kidnapping?!

Using the high ground of "it's all for your own good" to blackmail others—that's a level of skill even more advanced than Lao Yi's.

If Yang Jianguo were to do that, he'd better slap himself twice first.

WTF!

They accuse others of moral blackmail, but then turn around and use an even more sophisticated tactic against them.

No matter what others say, Yang Jianguo himself has to admit he's disgusted.

After much thought, Yang Jianguo realized that all he could do was to help her share the burden in other areas.

The household is kept in perfect order entirely thanks to Yingzi, who manages everything inside and outside the home.

The trivialities of life, those unseen corners, are what make up our days.

Day after day, year after year, the tedium and tedium are evident even from a glimpse of the whole picture.

These days, Yang Jianguo has been so busy with work that he suddenly realized he has been neglecting his family.

When Yang Jianguo saw the dirty clothes soaking in the large aluminum basin by the door, he was stunned.

Speaking of which, shouldn't we buy a washing machine for our own home?

They now have a large color TV, an electric fan, and even a telephone, something most people wouldn't even dare to dream of.

Of all these rare gadgets, the only ones missing are refrigerators and washing machines.

Yang Jianguo wanted to buy a refrigerator, but Yingzi wouldn't allow it.

Our cellar is perfectly fine, and we've been using it comfortably all these years. Why would we need to spend money to buy an electric one that takes up space?

The washing machine? I completely forgot about it!

In fact, Yang Jianguo completely forgot about doing the laundry.

Yang Jianguo seems to have completely forgotten that clothes need to be washed to get them clean, even though he has new clothes to wear every day.

Yang Jianguo smacked his head hard and yelled, "You're such a pig-brain!"

Chapter 369 Pretending, My Lord, It's Time for Your Medicine

Washing machines are no longer a rare commodity.

As long as you have a ticket, you can find it in any shopping mall that sells them.

If you don't have a ticket, you can still buy one if you're willing to spend the money and find a way.

Yang Jianguo didn't need to spend much money or find any connections.

After work, I took my ticket to the mall, found two porters, and pushed my bike away.

There are so many washing machine brands, but the best-selling one in Beijing is Bailan.

This local product is of good quality and is the cheapest.

Although it's a single-cylinder model, the price of 199 yuan is much more affordable than those that cost three or four hundred yuan.

Next are brands like Little Swan, Power, Daliwang, and Clean.

There are many foreign brands as well, but Yang Jianguo finally chose the Toshiba 2KG semi-automatic twin-cylinder engine, which cost 470 yuan.

Why buy Toshiba? Because it meets all my needs.

It has two tubs, can wash and rinse, is semi-automatic and easy to operate, and is lightweight and easy to move.

Furthermore, Yang Jianguo wanted to go home and open it up to take a look...

cough~

Curiosity, purely curiosity.

After a busy day, we brought everyone safely back to the factory before announcing the disbandment.

Yingzi then rode her bike home, her eyes showing exhaustion.

Today, I traveled about twenty or thirty miles.

First, they give instructions on how to do the work, then they ensure the staff is organized and safe, and finally they check how well the work is done.

Back and forth, it really gave her a hard time.

However, the thought of seeing her husband when she gets home, even though he might not have eaten yet, is still on her mind!

Yingzi's legs regained their strength, and she strode happily home.

As she reached the door, Yingzi's tired face broke into a smile.

I pushed the cart into the house and hurried into the backyard.

Yingzi was stunned.

In front of his house, there was a machine about half a person's height, and the ground was piled with all kinds of parts of various sizes.

Yang Jianguo was wearing his usual work clothes, squatting on the ground and muttering something to himself.

"This spring is really cleverly made... Toshiba's gears are no worse than Seiko's. I'll have to find some time to learn from them."

"The sensitivity of the sensors... sigh, when will it catch up?"

Standing behind him, Yingzi finally understood.

My husband is eyeing these technologies again.

But this should be a washing machine, right?

"Jianguo." Yingzi took a few steps back and called out softly.

Yang Jianguo, who was immersed in his own world, suddenly woke up.

He turned around and saw her, his expression showing a hint of embarrassment and panic: "Wife, you're back. Have you eaten?"

"You've eaten, what are you doing?" Yingzi found it amusing, but outwardly she held back, acting like a curious child.

Yingzi knew all too well her husband's love for tinkering with machines.

Perhaps he couldn't resist taking apart the washing machine he bought?

I wasn't angry, but I was a little dumbfounded.

She's such a grown-up, why does she still act like a child?

"It's nothing, I just... took a machine apart to play with." Yang Jianguo blurted out in a moment of confusion.

Oh no, how am I supposed to explain this now?

Yingzi nodded in realization and said, "Oh, this is an old machine. I thought it was new!"

"Heh, heh..." Yang Jianguo chuckled awkwardly, unsure how to respond.

My original plan was to open it up, take a look, and put it back together before Yingzi came back.

He took apart the newly bought washing machine like a toy before we even used it.

Yingzi will definitely be angry when she sees this.

But as soon as he opened it, Yang Jianguo forgot about the time.

That spring...that sensor...that gear...

There's also the overall quality of the materials used; to the untrained eye, it looks and functions well.

But in the eyes of an expert like Yang Jianguo, this is clearly a case of 'gap'.

Overwhelmed with emotion, I couldn't help but study it a little longer.

It's getting dark.

'It's all because my eyesight is too good; it's so dark, I couldn't see anything at all.'

Seeing his bewildered expression, Yingzi could no longer hold back.

"Pfft~ Alright, stop pretending." Yingzi stepped forward and helped him up, backing away as she said, "You took it apart, fine. Do you really think I'd get angry with you over that?"

"However, if you can't keep up the act," Yingzi said, feigning annoyance and giving him a sidelong glance, "you'll have to sleep in the old house tonight!"

"No, we need to finish the task immediately. This is a piece of cake."

Upon hearing that he was to be sent to the old house, Yang Jianguo was full of motivation!

For over ten years, unless absolutely necessary, the two of them have never lived in separate rooms.

Yang Jianguo had grown accustomed to her scent and the warmth of an arm draped over his.

This leaves him alone in an empty room, and Yang Jianguo is sure to suffer from insomnia.

Watch as he skillfully picks up one item and stuffs it into the machine, without the slightest mishap.

Yingzi was relieved.

If I were to send him to the small cabin, I wouldn't be able to sleep.

She went inside and lit a fire, white smoke billowing from the chimney, and Yingzi quickly boiled water and cooked a meal.

You don't even need to ask; he definitely didn't eat it.