CHAPTER 1288: CHAPTER 1289: THE LITTLE WIDOW OF THE SIHEYUAN 16

Unlike Zhang Yu’s family, where both spouses have jobs and both children can take over when they grow up.

They have many children, and the work in hand is not enough to go around. If the factory doesn’t hire more workers, they have to consider buying a house.

If the other party jumps out in a few years and says they want to take back the job, who could accept that?

"Zhao Fu, what you’re doing isn’t right."

"Yeah, who would dare to buy a job in the future," someone whispered.

Zhao Gui was tempted to go back inside, not wanting to deal with this mess. He originally thought Zhao Fu was just scheming against his big brother.

No one expected that he would even scheme against his brother-in-law. Zhao Gui didn’t want to get involved, but he had no choice. As the elder brother, he couldn’t ignore it.

"Brother-in-law, you see, this isn’t Zhao Fu’s fault alone. Zhao Lin heard someone mention that his mother used to have a job," Zhao Gui recalled that it was all Zhang Yu’s stirring.

If it wasn’t for her, why would Zhao Lin think of this?

Zhang Yu immediately got displeased, "Old Master Zhao, what do you mean by that?"

"Are you trying to say I’m the one stirring up trouble?"

"I’m just speaking the truth, didn’t Zhao Er Ma used to have a job?"

"Everyone in the courtyard knows that Second Master Zhao kept saying that Zhao Er Ma gave the job to her brother."

"What I mean is Zhao Er Ma hadn’t thought through these things before."

"How would I know she sold the job?"

"Besides, Second Master Zhao always keeps face and doesn’t tell outsiders the truth, but he must have told the truth to his family."

"I just mentioned it casually, and it turned into this. How could I have known?"

"Fine, I’ll stop saying anything in the courtyard to avoid more troubles, turning all this on me again," Zhang Yu fumed.

When Zhang Yu said these words, several people from the middle courtyard were present.

Especially when Zhang Yu brought up that Zhao Er Ma used to have a job, they also said a few words. Now Zhao Gui focused on Zhang Yu, if he would say anything about them.

They stood up and questioned Zhao Gui’s meaning in making that remark.

Zhao Gui somewhat blamed Zhang Yu, feeling it was all the trouble she invited.

He thought that by saying this, Zhang Yu wouldn’t argue. Unexpectedly, she jumped out to deny it.

"Little Yu, that’s not what I meant," Zhao Gui could only laugh it off.

"Then why mention it now, trying to let everyone know I’m behind this mess and want me to take responsibility?"

"Pay money for the losses?" Zhang Yu felt Zhao Gui might say such things, thinking maybe that’s what he had in mind.

Everyone knows Zhao Fu’s family ridiculously cries poor when money is needed, saying the family is heavily burdened, and tries all kinds of tricks. If they can’t avoid responsibility, they focus on Zhao Gui.

"We received compensation money, but I already have plans for it."

"While I have money now, I plan to renovate the house so Xiao Lei and them have their rooms in the future, even if they get married and no renovation is necessary."

Many neighbors present were actually considering when to borrow money from Zhang Yu, after all, she now has a savings of at least eight or nine hundred.

Unexpectedly, before they could act, Zhang Yu plans to renovate her house.

"Why renovate good houses?"

"That’s right, better to save the money in case something happens," everyone advised Zhang Yu to change her mind.

They worried that after renovating the house, they wouldn’t be able to borrow money.

Some thought Zhang Yu was spending money recklessly and wondered if she’d need to borrow money from them later.

"I have a job, and Xiao Lei has a living allowance, which is enough."

"And in a few years, Xiao Lei can also work." Although their life is ordinary now, wouldn’t they need to worry about money when Zhao Lei grows up?

Many neighbors felt somewhat uneasy, thinking Zhang Yu’s life would be tough.

But, soon Zhang Yu’s life would improve dramatically.

"It’s getting late, I’m going to rest," Zhang Yu yawned. "If I stay any longer, I might have to pay for damages."

"If you make a mistake, you should take responsibility." Zhang Yu turned and went inside.

"No worries, Xiao Lei, Xiao Hong, you can rest now. Zhao Lin smashed his uncle’s house."

"It’s a family matter; they’ll handle it."

"And isn’t there Old Master Zhao, after all." Humph, wasn’t Zhao Gui trying to calculate her money?

Then let Zhao Fu pinpoint Zhao Gui; only by making the old man bleed a few more times would he quiet down.

Zhao Lei didn’t go outside, but the location he was in let him know what was happening while inside.

"Mom, don’t worry. Dad said Old Master Zhao takes good care of Second Master Zhao."

"Yes, Old Master Zhao is a good brother." Zhang Yu turned off the light to rest.

She knew, in the end, Zhao Gui would bear it all.

As for the Gong Family, in reality, their talk of seeking leaders was all about money.

Everyone knows the Gong Family has many children, with only Elder Brother Gong working, so life is very frugal.

They often come to Zhao Fu for favors; do they not know what Zhao Fu says outside?

They know but pretend not to, just to get some benefits from Zhao Fu.

If Zhao Lin hadn’t made a fuss about taking back the work and the scene hadn’t become so huge, they wouldn’t have flipped faces.

Elder Sister-in-law Gong doesn’t care who pays, as long as someone does.

Three groups were now at a stalemate, and Zhao Fu and his wife, initially anxious, were gradually calming down.

Yes, why panic? If the issue couldn’t be resolved, wasn’t Zhao Gui still there?

Zhao Gui suddenly panicked. The thing he least wanted to face was not just nodding and bowing repeatedly but also having to pay.

Auntie Zhao immediately became unhappy, "How is this related to our family at all?"

"Zhao Fu, whether the job is sold or given away, that’s your business. We’ve never heard of you receiving money."

"Little Lin, at his age, should know better and not act on impulse."

"Old Zhao, it’s late. Let’s go rest; you have work tomorrow."

Zhao Gui sighed softly, walked to Zhao Fu, and gently patted his shoulder, "Brother, it’s not that I won’t help."

"But this issue is too big, and it’s domestic. Aren’t you able to solve it yourself?"

Zhao Gui turned to go into his house; Zhao Fu noticed the couple didn’t want to help him.

This wasn’t acceptable; he had been to the Gong Family, and many things were broken; he’s not sure what outrageous demands they might make.

"Brother, are you sure you won’t help us?"

"If it weren’t for your guarantee back then, that you would help us secure it..."

Zhao Fu believes Zhao Gui won’t dare not help; indeed, Zhao Gui does dare not ignore him.

Now, with nothing left to save face or dignity, he has no shame about it.