Siheyuan: My wife is Xu Huizhen

Qin Huairu first pressed He Yuzhu's hand, then glanced at the corpse on the bed.

Her body was trembling a little, and her pretty face was pale. She was even more frightened than before.

"Don't do anything stupid, Jia Dongxu is still here!"

Although He Yuzhu's hands were held down, his fingers were still very flexible and moved around to explore.

Then the other hand reached in.

"What's there to be afraid of? Even if he gets up from the bed, I can knock him down."

These words made Qin Huairu gasp, and she nervously snuggled into He Yuzhu's arms, then glanced at the bed from time to time.

Jia Dongxu's body was covered with white cloth, but this made Qin Huairu even more scared.

My body was trembling slightly. Although it was a hot summer day, I felt that the surrounding environment was cool.

A stream of cool air rushed into his body from the tailbone of his spine. Facing He Yuzhu's harassment, he was completely powerless to resist.

In a blink of an eye, the underwear was thrown on the white cloth.

Qin Huairu couldn't give any reason for her refusal and was about to take off her outer mourning clothes.

He Yuzhu said: "Don't take it off, I like you wearing this battle robe."

Qin Huairu rolled her eyes at him and shouted, "Go ahead and humiliate me. My husband just died today."

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "This is a rare opportunity that only comes once in a thousand years."

He lifted the hem of her mourning clothes and held Qin Huairu in his arms.

According to the rules, one cannot sleep on the night of the wake. Qin Huairu was tired and dozed off, so He Yuzhu took her to do some exercises.

One after another, without stopping.

Qin Huairu also knew that whether she could eat coarse food or live a happy life in the future, she had to rely on He Yuzhu's help.

There was no reason to refuse He Yuzhu's request, so he had to grit his teeth and cooperate.

Although Jia Dongxu felt very guilty.

However, his mother didn't even want to keep vigil, so I was already doing him a favor by keeping vigil for him for one night.

By the time dawned, Qin Huairu could no longer bear it. She tidied herself up reluctantly, then leaned aside, kowtowed, and dozed off.

He Yuzhu added a few pieces of yellow paper into the pottery basin and muttered in his heart: "Jia Dongxu, we have been playing together since we were young. Since you are leaving today, I will reluctantly take care of your wife and children in the future, and I will never let them go hungry."

I added in my mind that no matter which mouth it was, they would not be treated unfairly.

The sky gradually brightened and people appeared outside. After Yi Zhonghai got up, he went straight to see his apprentice.

When I opened the door, I was surprised to see He Yuzhu standing in front of the coffin and adding yellow paper.

"Why are you here?"

He Yuzhu said, "Although Dongxu had wronged me several times before, death is like the extinguishing of a lamp, and the previous grudges have vanished into thin air. Now he is in his prime and he died suddenly. After all, we grew up together, so it is only right for me to come and see him and burn some paper money for him."

Although Yi Zhonghai was a little skeptical, He Yuzhu's words did make him feel much more comfortable.

Some said with emotion: "Yes, you grew up together, and I didn't expect Dongxu to leave so early."

As Yi Zhonghai spoke, tears fell from his eyes. Jia Dongxu, the successor and candidate for retirement whom he had been training for many years, died suddenly and unexpectedly.

The one who felt the most uncomfortable was Yi Zhonghai, whose years of planning had turned into nothing.

Although there were two brothers, Yi Wensheng and Yi Wendi, in the family, Yi Zhonghai understood in his heart.

I didn't raise them since they were young, so even though they call me father now, they are not close to me.

He only thinks about getting money into his pocket, and it doesn't look like he is the kind of person who can take care of you in your old age.

Yi Zhonghai's crying woke Qin Huairu up.

She opened her eyes blankly and looked at Yi Zhonghai crying, and He Yuzhu patted his shoulder.

When did their relationship become so good?

But now it was already dawn. Last night, I didn't expect that the many friendly exchanges with He Yuzhu did not alarm Jia Dongxu, who was still lying dead on the bed.

Qin Huairu felt a lot more at ease. She moved her body a little, then felt a little uncomfortable. She said hello and went out to wash up.

When daybreak came, everyone in the courtyard got up and came to help without waiting for others to call them.

Today is the actual day of the funeral. Leaders of the unit, co-workers in the workshop, friends and relatives of the Jia family, and residents from nearby alleys have come in droves to pay their respects.

I thought Jia Zhang would always behave herself, but I didn't expect her to start acting like a troublemaker again.

She set her eyes on the gifts from relatives and friends. When the recipients were busy, she would grab the bag of money and run away.

The comrade in charge of collecting the money was so frightened that he shouted "Catch the thief" and stopped Jia Zhang.

"This is money for my son, which is also my money. What do you mean by catching a thief? Stop spouting shit here."

As she spoke, Jia Zhang turned around with the money bag in her arms and wanted to run to the backyard.

The person who collected the money was an employee of the steel rolling mill, but he didn't tolerate her and rushed forward to snatch the schoolbag.

Many relatives and friends were waiting to pay and were gathered together discussing the matter.

Many people knew Jia Zhang, but no one thought she would do such a thing.

Yi Zhonghai heard the noise and came over, angrily saying: "Mrs. Zhang, the one who died was your son, and you are still making trouble? Return the money to him quickly."

Jia Zhang tightly hugged the cloth bag of money and shouted, "That's the money for my son. It's all mine."

"So many relatives are watching, and the money still needs to be reconciled, how can I give it to you directly?"

Faced with Yi Zhonghai's persuasion, Jia Zhang was still a little hesitant, so someone invited the old lady over.

He pointed his cane at Jia Zhang and said viciously, "Girl Zhang, put the money down for me right now."

Jia Zhang was not afraid of anyone else, but she was afraid of the deaf old lady, so she returned the wallet reluctantly.

He said, "It is my son who died. You must give me all the money later."

The deaf old lady said angrily: "Now you remember that it was your son who died."

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward and apologized to the staff, and the matter was over.

However, the staff member was also worried and kept the bag of money in his hand all the time, for fear that it would be snatched away by Jia Zhang again.

Fortunately, Jia Zhang was only interested in money and didn't ask about other things.

Let the funeral go on smoothly.

Although lunch is the main meal, things are difficult now and we cannot prepare a banquet for you to eat and drink.

In the past two years, the quality of weddings and funerals has been lowered a lot.

In the past, people paid attention to the eight major dishes, and at least half of them were main dishes, but this standard could not be met at all at this time.

After all, a person only has seven taels of meat coupons per year. If there is a happy event, you can prepare in advance and find someone to exchange some.

There are no such conditions for funerals.

There were only two big pots of food at noon, one was pork head stew and the other was pork offal, but the stews were different.

And there is a little more meat than yesterday, but it is still pitifully little.

The food was still cornmeal steamed buns, but there was also sorghum liquor, which could be drunk as much as one wanted.

No one said anything about the meal. Many people hadn't seen meat for several months, and being able to eat pig heads and offal was already a New Year's treat.

Although it sounds bad, it is beyond many people's expectations. They thought it would be a vegetarian dish.

Jia Zhang was indeed disgusted: "Bah, my son is dead, and you didn't even bother to make some braised pork."

Having said that, Jia Zhang did not shirk her responsibility. She picked up the meat as fast as lightning and stuffed it into her mouth.

"Eat slowly too, don't choke." Second Aunt couldn't help but remind her.

"What's it to you? You won't give me meat?"

The second aunt rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention to her.

Qin Huairu was so angry when she saw this. Jia Zhang didn't want her son to die early, so she just wanted to eat meat and get money.

But if I open my mouth to speak, I will only end up quarreling and become a laughing stock to my friends and family.

Now he only wanted to get Jia Dongxu to the ground safely and let all this pass.

After friends and relatives had lunch and burned some paper for the last time, the funeral procession reached its final stage.

Banggeng was waving a white flag in front, smashing a clay basin, and playing music all the way. Jia Dongxu was carried out of the courtyard, out of Dongzhimen and all the way to the cemetery.

After the new grave was built, Qin Huairu and Banggeng took off their mourning clothes and carried the grave on their backs. They were not allowed to look back and walked straight back home.

All relatives and friends have left, only the neighbors in the courtyard and the employees of the steel mill are still there.

As soon as He Yuzhu entered the yard, he heard a commotion inside. When he approached, he found that it was Jia Zhang who was making trouble again and was asking the staff for money.

Of course the staff member was unwilling to give it, but he finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Qin Huairu coming back.

He said, "The money and account are all here. You can decide how to deal with them."

He stuffed the account book and money into Qin Huairu's arms, turned around and left. He couldn't stay in this yard for even a second longer.

I don’t want to see Jia Zhangshi again in this life. She was not sad when her son died and only thought about money.

Qin Huairu looked through the account book and found that there was still a few dozen yuan left.

After all, all the expenses were covered by the factory and they didn't have to pay for it.

I said, "Just like the condolence money, it will be divided into three parts. As a witness, I will also give this money to my former mother-in-law."

She spoke the words "former mother-in-law" with particular emphasis, gritting her teeth and feeling a bit disappointed in her, but Jia Zhang didn't care at all and only had her eyes on her wallet.

Qin Huairu had no choice but to hand over the money and account book to Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai checked and confirmed that everything was correct, then divided the money into three parts in front of everyone.

Jia Zhang still wanted to make a fuss, but no one would tolerate her. Even Yi Zhonghai scolded her before she calmed down.

He Yuzhu was about to leave when he was stopped by Yi Zhonghai.

"Zhu Zi, I have something to tell you."

"whats the matter?"

"Zhu Zi, Dong Xu is gone now, and the Jia family has fallen to this point."

He Yuzhu said: "Although Jia Dongxu is gone, Qin Huairu will have a job in the future and her household registration can be transferred to an urban household registration, and Banggeng will also be able to get planned grain."

Before, Qin Huairu was just a temporary worker on the street and did not have the conditions to move her household registration from the countryside.

Now that Jia Dongxu died unexpectedly, the steel rolling mill has agreed to issue a certificate to help change Qin Huairu and Banggeng's household registration from rural to urban.

This way they can get more quota.

"That's true, but they are orphans and widows, so their lives will be much more difficult. You can't just ignore them."

Of course He Yuzhu would not stop asking, after all, Qin Huairu could already shape it into the shape he wanted.

He Yuzhu said, "Master Yi, you know very well how Jia Dongxu treated me before. Now that he is dead, I don't care about it, but it is impossible for me to take extra care of the mother and son."

Yi Zhonghai thought that He Yuzhu would be more friendly if he helped her sincerely in the past two days, but he didn't expect that he still had the same attitude and was not merciful at all.

He Yuzhu is gone. Everyone in the courtyard praises He Yuzhu for his elegance and says that Jia Dongxu has done too many things that have let He Yuzhu down.

Now that he was in trouble, He Yuzhu didn't care. He rushed around and sent the man to hell.

When Yi Zhonghai heard their discussions, he felt very uncomfortable and sighed. It was a pity that there was no medicine for regret in the world.

If I hadn't plotted against He Yuzhu at that time, things wouldn't have turned out like this.

What he didn't know was that even if Yi Zhonghai didn't plot against He Yuzhu, He Yuzhu would not forgive him.

In order to provide for his retirement, he instigated He Yuzhu and disowned He Xiao.

For this reason alone, it was impossible for He Yuzhu and Yi Zhonghai to enter.

When he arrived outside the courtyard, he met Qin Huairu and whispered, "Take Banggeng to live in that courtyard tonight."

Qin Huairu nodded, her face flushed, and she hummed, "I was just saying that I would be scared at night."

Then he glared at He Yuzhu angrily.

He was a timid person and a little scared. After all, he had done something wrong to Jia Dongxu and had an affair with He Yuzhu.

I couldn't help but wonder if this was the reason why Jia Dongxu died early.

When she closed her eyes, she saw Jia Dongxu's face, questioning her why she was not faithful to her husband.

Especially last night, in the mourning hall, He Yuzhu was so bold that he let himself wear mourning clothes and have sex with He Yuzhu.

Qin Huairu didn't even dare to enter the door of the west wing, and was worried about how she would live in the future.

He Yuzhu also thought of this. It just so happened that the place where they had dated before was a separate courtyard, so Qin Huairu could stay there for a while.

Qin Huairu understood quickly, looked at He Yuzhu gratefully, and said, "I'll go back and move the things now."

He turned and went into the yard, calling Banggeng to pack the clothes.

Yi Zhonghai was stunned and asked, "Huai Ru, where are you going?"

"I have discussed it with my boss and have borrowed a place from the company's house to live there temporarily."

"What? You want to move away?" Yi Zhonghai was extremely surprised.

Qin Huairu said: "Jia Dongxu passed away so suddenly. Living in this house, I can only see Jia Dongxu's figure as soon as I close my eyes. I can't live here for a short time."

Yi Zhonghai sighed. The person closest to him was gone in the blink of an eye. This was hard for anyone to accept.

"Okay, I can live outside for a while, so what about this house?"

"Lock it first. It's all for Banggeng anyway."

Qin Huairu suddenly felt nauseous. She covered her mouth with one hand, then rushed out of the door, leaned against a pillar and vomited a few mouthfuls of acid.

Yi Zhonghai said, "Maybe he got frozen while keeping vigil last night."

Qin Huairu was also very surprised. This was not the first time today. She also vomited acid yesterday.

"Who knows? Maybe he has a stomachache these past two days."

The second aunt came out from the backyard and smiled when she saw this: "Huai Ru, are you pregnant?"

Qin Huairu's face suddenly turned pale.