Siheyuan: I am Jia Dongxu's cousin

Qin Huairu said as if to comfort herself: "Yes, Dongxu. Weiguo, leave quickly, Dongxu will be fine."

What could Zhang Weiguo do but follow behind, since Qin Huairu was pregnant.

As soon as Qin Huairu and Zhang Weiguo walked in, Yi Zhonghai, an old man standing next to them, spoke first, "Huairu, don't worry. Dongxu has been sent in for emergency treatment by the doctor. He will be fine."

Although it was a consolation, he lacked confidence. After all, he had seen how miserable Jia Dongxu had been before, and he himself felt that there was not much hope.

"Weiguo is here too." Uncle Yi Zhonghai also saw Zhou Weiguo behind Qin Huairu and greeted him.

"Yes, uncle, Dongxu is my cousin after all. I came to see if there is anything I can do to help."

At this time, an old man secretly pulled Zhang Weiguo aside and said, "Weiguo, to tell you the truth, Dongxu is probably doomed this time."

"Ah, how could it be..." Zhang Weiguo pretended to be amazed and didn't believe that such a thing would happen. In fact, he had known it in his heart.

"Alas, I was at the scene at the time, and my legs were almost crushed into mud."

"Also, Dongxu is lucky to be able to survive this time. As for the Jia family, Qin Huairu is about to give birth again. In the days to come..."

When the old man said this, he looked at Zhang Weiguo as if he was hinting at something.

Zhang Weiguo knew that he was going to ask him to take care of the Jia family. In fact, even if the uncle didn't say it, Zhang Weiguo was going to do it.

After all, Jia Zhang is his nominal aunt in this life, and Jia Dongxu had a good relationship with him when he was a child. In fact, he should call Jia Dongxu his cousin, but because of the play when they were young (beating Jia Dongxu), he called him that. So it is reasonable for him to take care of the Jia family more.

Of course, I won’t be sucked dry by them like Sha Zhu, but it will be normal help between relatives.

But what Zhang Weiguo couldn't stand was the tone of the old man that carried some moral blackmail. But now the situation was special so he didn't bother with him.

So he said, "Don't worry, after all, that's my aunt's home, I will definitely want to help. But Dongxu is also your apprentice, so I'll need your help when the time comes."

Zhang Weiguo turned the tables and the old man didn't know what to say. He just responded with a few words.

At this time, a doctor walked out of the operating room and took off his mask while asking, "Who is the patient's family member?"

"Doctor, is my son okay? You must save him. I raised him with great difficulty, and it took me a lot of effort..." Just as Jia Zhang was about to continue speaking, she was interrupted by the doctor.

"Go in and take one last look." The doctor seemed like he was used to seeing these life and death situations. He just sighed and walked away.

Upon hearing the news, Jia Zhang burst into tears on the spot.

"Dongxu, my son."

Qin Huairu fainted on the spot. Fortunately, Zhang Weiguo was quick to support her and pinched her Ren Zhong for a long time before she woke up.

"Weiguo, where is Dongxu? Come on... take me to see Dongxu." Qin Huairu was crying as she walked towards the ward.

Zhang Weiguo helped Qin Huairu walk into the ward. Jia Zhang kept crying in the ward looking at her son's condition, and an old man was beside her trying to persuade her.

At this time, Jia Dongxu saw Qin Huairu coming in, and said to her with a last breath, "Huairu, I'm afraid I can't make it this time."

"No, Dongxu, you will be fine."

"Huai Ru, don't comfort me. I know my situation well. I don't have much time left. Can you promise me a few things before I die?"

Qin Huairu cried and replied: "Yeah. Dongxu, as long as you are okay, I will agree to whatever you say."

"First, you must raise Bang Geng," Jia Dongxu continued after seeing Qin Huairu nod, "Second, I know mom has a bad temper, but you have to promise me to be lenient with her. She suffered a lot to raise me."

"Yes, yes, I promise you."

After explaining things to Qin Huairu, Jia Dongxu spoke to the Jia Zhang family.

"Mom, you guys go out first. I have something to talk to Weiguo alone." Jia Zhang was a little reluctant at first, but she went out at Jia Dongxu's strong request.

At this time, Jia Dongxu looked at Zhang Weiguo and said as if he was leaving his last words.

"Weiguo, I know you are very capable. I hope that after I leave, you can help me take care of Huairu, Banggeng and my mother. Just think of it as your cousin begging you." Jia Dongxu said as he was about to stand up and kneel down to Zhang Weiguo.

But how could he, a man with both legs amputated and only one breath left, do that?

Zhang Weiguo could only hurriedly stop him, and even made a joke: "Don't worry, I'll try my best. After all, I'm your cousin."

Jia Dongxu also laughed after hearing this, "Yes, 'cousin'."

The two men smiled at each other as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding between men.

Zhang Weiguo walked out of the ward and came to an open space in the hospital. He took out a cigarette, lit it silently, and looked at the sparrows on the tree next to him for a long time without saying a word.

He actually knew that Jia Dongxu would have such a disaster, but he couldn't stop it. He couldn't tell him that one day he would be sucked into the machine and lose his life because of a machine error.

I still remember that when he was 13 years old, he and Jia Dongxu played well together, otherwise he wouldn't be willing to call him cousin. And at that time, he didn't know that he had traveled to the plot of the Siheyuan. He only knew that his aunt's son Jia Dongxu was easy to bully.

"Dongxu, my Dongxu, you don't want your mother anymore." At this time, Jia Zhang's crying voice was heard from the hospital.

Hearing the crying, Zhang Weiguo knew that Jia Dongxu was gone. He put out the cigarette in his hand and slowly walked into the hospital.

At this time, the hospital was in chaos. Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu lay on Jia Dongxu's bed and cried. An old man and some aunts in the hospital were trying to persuade them.

Shazhu also came back, and foolishly advised Qin Huairu not to be sad, saying that even if Brother Dongxu left, I was still there. It didn't sound right. Everyone in the courtyard also arrived.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong tried hard to squeeze into the crowd, directing this and that while squeezing. He never forgot his dream of becoming an official, and he was always showing his "leadership" talent, but no one paid attention to him except his sons.

The third uncle Yan Bugui was trying to persuade people not to be sad and to live their lives. But as he was trying to persuade them, he started to calculate the expenses for the funeral. He really had the idea of ​​"calculating carefully" ingrained in his bones, and he probably couldn't change it in his lifetime.

Xu Damao was not married at this time, and he drooled as he looked at Qin Huairu, who was crying beside Jia Dongxu's bed. Zhang Weiguo, who was kicked in the butt by him, reacted to his embarrassment.

He immediately explained: "Weiguo, look, I ate too many pickles this morning. My mouth is dry."

Although the explanation was a bit far-fetched, this was not the time to dwell on it. Zhang Weiguo looked at his somewhat wretched appearance and immediately said, "You'd better wipe your saliva first."

"Ah, oh, oh." Xu Damao quickly wiped the saliva with his gray sleeves.

At this time, Zhang Weiguo walked up to the uncle, patted his shoulder and asked, "Uncle, Dongxu just passed away. My aunt's family is an orphan and a widow, and I guess it will be difficult to handle Dongxu's funeral. You are the uncle in the courtyard, and you still need to take care of Dongxu's funeral. Let me prepare whatever you need."

The old man didn't refuse when he saw Zhang Weiguo came to him to talk about Dongxu's funeral.

"Weiguo, don't worry. I'll ask the street office to see how to fix it when I get back to the hospital."

"Then I'll leave it to you, uncle." Zhang Weiguo said and walked away.

After a lot of trouble, after dark, everyone finally brought back Jia Dongxu's body.

The second aunt in the courtyard said to the first aunt who was taking care of the deaf old lady, "Auntie, what do you think the Jia family should do in the future?"

Before the first aunt could say anything, the third aunt behind her said, "Yes, the Jia family is already in a difficult situation. The whole family depends on Jia Dongxu for support. Except for Jia Dongxu, no one else has a city hukou. They will suffer a lot in the future."

"Alas, poor Dongxu, he lost his father when he was young, and now he is gone early. The Jia family will have a difficult time in the future." After saying this, the aunt looked towards the Jia family with pity.

In fact, the whole country was in a famine from 1959 to 1961. Although this was a city, people could still survive. In addition, Jia Dongxu was the only one in the Jia family who had a city hukou. Although he was a heavy laborer, his monthly ration was only 40 kilograms.

You have to know that the Jia family has four members, plus the unborn Sophora japonica. How can 40 kilograms of food be enough for a month? Besides, every household is in a difficult situation now. Except for the eldest uncle who can occasionally help the Jia family, other families are barely able to protect themselves.