At the beginning of the quadrangle, I, He Daqing, approached Yi Zhonghai to collect debts

"Three uncles, I will trouble you with Dongxu's affairs. Our family's conditions are not good, and without such a pillar, life will be more difficult in the future, so his funeral should be kept simple. Just cremate it, and then just bury it.”

Qin Huairu poured tea for the three uncles, and then said with a cute and pitiful look.

Before the three of them could speak, Jia Zhang immediately jumped up.

"Qin Huairu, what are you so worried about? The pension and funeral expenses given by the rolling mill add up to hundreds of dollars? My son died so badly, you actually want to spend a little money to bury him?"

The uncle was silent, he actually wanted to cremate Jia Dongxu earlier than others and buried him.

The second uncle frowned when he heard that, he never thought that Qin Huairu would be so cruel.
But Jia Zhang has already jumped out, and it is not easy for him to be this villain.

The third master was stunned, this Qin Huairu is too stingy, you should set up a few tables, so that the whole family can have a meal together.

As for gift money, just be casual, and then my family will definitely be able to eat it back.

"Jia Zhang, don't you pay attention to frugality now? Jia Dongxu is dead, so it doesn't make sense to spend any more money. It's better to save some money for the stick to marry a wife in the future, or else it will be taken from your food expenses. How many tables can we set up for Jia Dongxu?"

The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law have already torn their faces, so Qin Huairu is not used to Jia Zhang, glanced at her and said coldly.

"you"

Jia Zhang didn't expect that Qin Huairu, who was submissive in the past, would become so pungent, and suddenly lost her mind. It is impossible for her to agree to let her eat less.

The second uncle couldn't stand it anymore, cleared his throat and said:

"Qin Huairu, so many people in the factory know about this, it's not a problem if you just bury someone quietly, and the funeral expenses have been given to you in advance, so let's set up a few tables for everyone's sake It's passable, don't you think it's Lao Yan?"

Hearing what the second uncle said, the third uncle also said quickly:
"Old Liu is right. After all, it was a living person who died, not a kitten or a dog. Why should there be several tables for the funeral? Besides, why didn't your Jia family even prepare a white cloth?"

The third master still wants to get some white cloth home to make pillowcases
"My lord, what do you think?"

Seeing that the second and third children dumped him, the uncle was naturally displeased.

But what Qin Huairu did was a little too much, if he kept covering up, he would lose his prestige in the courtyard in the future.

"Huairu, your second and third uncles are right. I watched Dongxu grow up. As a master, I can't help but express it. How about it? A little thought from Master."

After the uncle finished speaking, he took out ten yuan from his pocket and put it in front of Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu saw that the first uncle agreed with this matter, and knew that he would have to deal with it, so he took the money directly, and then looked at the second and third uncles.

"I came in a hurry and didn't bring any money with me, but if Dongxu puts a few tables, I will definitely follow suit."

The second uncle didn't expect that the first uncle would pay if he disagreed with him. He deserves to be the one who earns the most. He has this strength.

He earns little, and he has a large family to support. If he really spends ten yuan, his wife will have to fight hard with him.

"Don't look at me, I don't have any money with me."

Don't say that the third master has no money, even if he has money, he won't take it out. He will wait for a few cents when the banquet is set up, and then go to dinner with the whole family
"Okay, since the three uncles have said so, let's listen to the uncles. This is 50 yuan. This is food stamps and cloth stamps. That's all. You can figure it out."

After speaking, Qin Huairu took out 50 yuan, some cloth tickets and food tickets from his pocket, and put them on the table.

Since the three uncles are in charge, she directly pays to be the shopkeeper, and she doesn't have to worry about whether the money is enough.

This money is not too much, and it is not too much. If we simply handle it, we may not be able to use it.

As the elder in the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai quickly collected the money.

"Okay, Lao Yan keeps the accounts. Lao Liu and I will buy white cloth and things for setting up the banquet. We will cremate Dongxu this afternoon, and then decorate the mourning hall. Don't wait three days. We will do the funeral tomorrow." It's done."

Someone made arrangements, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang also breathed a sigh of relief, and Jia Zhang started to take the children to clean up the house.

Qin Jingru didn't need to say hello, he brought Xu Damao over to help when he heard the movement.

So the first uncle took the second and third uncles, Xu Damao, Qin Jingru and Qin Huairu to the mortuary, and then found a car to pull Jia Dongxu's body and cremated it.

Let the two sisters Qin Huairu take Jia Dongxu's urn back to the courtyard first, and the uncle took the rest of the people to the supply and marketing cooperative.

He bought white cloth, incense candles and some tributes, and enlarged Jia Dongxu's previous photos to make a portrait, and directly set up the mourning hall in the main room of Jia's house.

The first mother hid at home and did not dare to go out.

The second aunt and the third mother took the initiative to help cut the white cloth, and put on filial piety clothes for Qin Huairu and the children.

As the saying goes, if you want to be pretty, you should be filial.

Qin Huairu, who was already somewhat pretty, put on a white filial dress, and added a touch of cuteness and coquettishness.

The second uncle and the third uncle couldn't help swallowing secretly, and Xu Damao kept peeking at it.

He Daqing didn't want to help at first, but he lived in a courtyard, and Xiuqin was a warm-hearted person, so everyone in the courtyard went to help and called him to Jia's house.

No matter what grievances or grievances there were in the past, the dead are the most important. If someone comes to help, Qin Huairu and Jia Zhang's naturally welcome it.

Although Yi Zhonghai wasn't very happy, but he didn't have much prestige in the first place, and if he jumped out at this time, he would definitely provoke public outrage, so he pretended not to see it, and continued to discuss with Lao Yan what he needed to purchase.

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai didn't arrange work for himself, He Daqing was also happy to relax, sitting on the table and drinking tea.

At noon, a few women started cooking. When a big pot of stewed pork vermicelli and white flour steamed buns was brought to the table, the third grandpa who was so hungry hastily picked up a bowl and started eating.
He Daqing also likes to eat big pot boiled at weddings and funerals. He first filled a bowl for his daughter-in-law, and then ate it himself.

“It smells so good.”

In the afternoon, a few people went to the supply and marketing cooperative and the vegetable market again. After buying the things that needed to be held tomorrow, in the evening, they ate another big pot meal, and then they all said goodbye.

Qin Huairu, Jia Zhang and others all left, and they did not stay in the main room to keep watch, but went to sleep in the back room early with a few children.

As night fell, the Jia family, which had been bustling all day, suddenly fell into a dead silence.

Only two white candles were still burning quietly in the mourning hall in the main room with the door closed.

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in from nowhere, and then the shadow of the candle swayed, and Jia Dongxu's portrait stared out of the door with a vicious face in the swaying light and shadow