Siheyuan: Happy He Yuzhu

Mrs. Jia Zhang's mind is blank now. If she still has Jia Dongxu to count on when Lao Jia leaves.

But now that Jia Dongxu is gone, who can she count on?

One generation takes charge of another, and now Mrs. Jia and Zhang have not thought about it, counting on Bangge to provide for her until the end of her life.

The human heart is made of flesh, no matter how lazy and selfish Jia Zhang is, Jia Dongxu still has the majority of her life.

So this time Jia Zhang really cried.

Jia Zhang collapsed on the ground, crying and cursing everything.

She scolded Yi Zhonghai for not taking good care of Jia Dongxu, scolded the leader of the steel rolling mill for harming her son, scolded Lao Jia for not protecting Jia Dongxu...

He just didn't scold Qin Huairu or Bangge.

At this time, it is not easy for everyone to care about the gods and monsters in Jia Zhang's mouth.

Their only son is dead, and their grandson is still young. I saw a family falling apart like this. Can't you just let people vent?

But things have to be resolved eventually, and the longer it is delayed, the worse the impact will be.

Deputy Director Li pulled Yi Zhonghai and asked him to go up and give some advice. Yi Zhonghai stepped forward, but was pointed at the nose and scolded by Jia Zhang.

As for Qin Huairu, he was helped back to the ward by someone beside him.

Fortunately, the person who broke the situation came at this time.

Yan Bugui, no, it should be said that Yan Bugui came to the scene with his classmate Bangge.

Banggeng has also reached the age of knowing people's affairs. He knows that although his father Jia Dongxu usually takes care of him, the whole family's hope is also Jia Dongxu.

Besides, they all live in large courtyards, almost every family is like this. When a child is naughty or makes a mistake, the parents have no other way to educate him, except to give him a beating.

Relatively speaking, Jia Dongxu beat him very rarely.

Banggeng also cried and rushed into Jia Zhang's arms. The old woman is childish and mourns.

Even the nurses watching on the side had some eyes wiping tears from their eyes.

Deputy Factory Director Li and other leaders also felt sympathy. Deputy Factory Director Li and the union leaders looked at each other.

The trade union leader stepped forward to help Jia Zhang and said: "Sister-in-law of the Jia family, please express your condolences and take care of yourself. Not for yourself, but also for the sake of Comrade Dongxu's children. This family has to be supported by you."

Yi Zhonghai tried to persuade him for a long time, but was scolded for a long time. Although he scolded and scolded Yi Zhonghai for not taking good care of Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhang didn't know why and didn't point out a word about the things Jia Zhang suspected.

This may be because Jia Zhang wanted his son to leave cleanly and could not let him leave wearing a hat.

It's also possible that Jia Zhang felt that this was a trump card in his hand, and he couldn't let this matter out until he got real evidence.

But as soon as the union leader persuaded Jia Zhang, she stood up with her arms around the stick. He held the union leader by one hand and said sadly: "Leader, if Dongxu leaves, how will our family survive?"

"Don't worry, don't worry, everything is handled by the factory. The factory won't ignore your family." Although it was just the Chinese New Year and the clothes were thick, the union leader still got goosebumps when Jia Zhang caught him.

At this time, Jia Zhang's mental calculations were the fastest. When Lao Jia left, she still had Lao Jia's brothers and family to give her advice.

But now, the future of the Jia family depends entirely on her, and no one else can count on it.

"Yeah, yeah, I believe in the leaders of the factory. The government is better. If it were the former government, I could only take the children and hang them on a rope at the door of the steel rolling mill. Instead of suffering, it is better to take the children with Dongxu. Gone." Jia Zhang's words were more of a threat than a thank you.

Everyone understands the meaning, that is, if the matter is resolved to her dissatisfaction, she won't mind causing another quarrel. And this is what Deputy Director Li and the others are most afraid of now.

At this time, Deputy Director Li can no longer stand by and negotiate prices here. Deputy Factory Director Li said with a cheerful face: "Old man, don't worry. Now is a society where the people are the masters of the country, and things like that that don't care about the lives of the people will not happen. Let's solve Comrade Dongxu's death first. For other things, as long as The steel rolling mill will try its best to meet any reasonable requirements."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was also a human spirit and understood what the leader of the factory meant.

Ask reasonably, which means don’t go overboard.

Let’s do the funeral first, but this is not the place to talk, so don’t make the matter a big deal.

So the trade union leader took out a wad of banknotes, counted them in front of Jia Zhang, and asked Jia Zhang to fingerprint the receipt.

The union leader looked suspicious when he saw Jia Zhang pressing his fingerprints, and handed the receipt to Yan Bugui who was standing next to him, asking him to read it to Jia Zhang.

Yan Bugui didn't dare to neglect this matter. He took the receipt and looked at it carefully. He confirmed that it was an advance payment from the factory to Jia's family for funeral expenses, so he explained it to Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang became more generous at this time. She took the money from the union leader and counted it again, two hundred. Then I felt relieved and put my fingerprint on the receipt with the ink pad.

Seeing that he had been comforted, Deputy Director Li said a few more words of condolence and resignation before saying goodbye and leaving.

Mrs. Jia Zhang carefully put the money into her cotton-padded jacket, then reached out and patted it.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang turned to Yi Zhonghai, who was ignored by everyone. Mrs. Jia Zhang said: "Master Dongxu, I was so angry just now that I said something I shouldn't have said. For Dongxu's sake, don't act like an old woman. Don’t worry about it. I still have to rely on you to arrange Dongxu’s funeral arrangements.”

Although Yi Zhonghai was angry, he couldn't express it. It's not that he was angry with Jia Zhang for scolding him just now, but he played no role at all in the negotiations between the Jia family and the steel rolling mill.

At this time, the matter was almost done, and then I remembered him as the master. The key was that I would not give him a penny. Otherwise, why did Mrs. Jia Zhang put all the money given in the factory into her arms and not give him any of it?

The events in the yard, both red and white, are all routine. In any case, he borrowed a cart to take Jia Dongxu back to Jia's house.

Logically speaking, according to the customs of the elders, those who died violently like Jia Dongxu were not allowed to enter the house.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang let him in, which stunned the neighbors in the yard.

Of course, Mrs. Jia Zhang had her own reasons for doing this, and she had to make preparations. However, since the compensation had not been negotiated, Mrs. Jia Zhang could only let her son feel aggrieved.

Fortunately, it's cold now, and there have been various objections to this aspect in recent years, so Jia Dongxu's funeral really didn't cost much.

But just this made Yi Zhonghai feel painful. He had provided all the money.

The key lies in Jia Zhang's place, there is nothing unusual during the day. But at night, I arranged for the two little ones to go to bed.

Only then did Jia Zhang get down to business and looked at Qin Huairu, who was dressed in plain white and looking sad, kneeling beside her and burning paper money to Jia Dongxu.

Mrs. Jia Zhang said softly: "Huairu, let's come over and talk about something."

Qin Huairu's eyes were red and swollen, with tears hanging on her cheeks. She looked up at Mrs. Jia Zhang and said hoarsely: "Mom, tell me."