Siheyuan Back to the 1950s

"Xiao Qin! Do you mind if I call you that?" Deputy Director Li said in a friendly manner.

"I don't mind, I don't mind." Qin Huairu said helplessly.

Because she could see that Deputy Director Li's eyes were full of desire and seemed to have ill intentions towards her.

"Xiao Qin, you probably don't know? For your family's pension, Director Lin said a lot of good things during the meeting, and only then did he fight for the highest standard for you."

Deputy Director Li was not talking nonsense. There are two main purposes for doing this.

First: In order to dispel Qin Huairu's concerns, try to get this done so that you can complete the task as soon as possible to avoid any more trouble.

Second: Take the opportunity to sell yourself well. After all, Lin Wencui's son is very famous now, and you never know when he will ask for help.

It's just a matter of talking anyway, so why not do it?

"Thank you for your help, Auntie. If that's the case, then I believe Auntie Wen Cui and agree to the factory's compensation this time."

Qin Huairu is also a smart person. After understanding the cause and effect, she made a decision immediately.

"Okay! Since you agree, then sign this agreement."

As Deputy Director Li spoke, he asked Secretary Wang to take out the agreement that had been prepared long ago and hand it to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu took the agreement and looked at Lin Wencui again.

Lin Wencui nodded silently before she wrote her name crookedly on the agreement.

Seeing that the agreement had been signed, Deputy Director Li was in a good mood and immediately took out a stack of large black coins and some bills from his pocket.

"Xiao Qin, here is 400 yuan, 350 yuan of which is Jia Dongxu's pension and funeral expenses. The remaining 50 yuan is the factory's consideration of your inconvenience during pregnancy, so we will pay you five months' child support in advance. The bills are also some subsidies from the factory. Please count them."

"Thank you, Deputy Director Li."

After Qin Huairu thanked her, she took the money and began to count it carefully. After all, she would have to rely on this money to live in the future.

Soon, the money was counted. "Deputy Director Li, Auntie, it's all done. It's exactly 400 yuan."

After hearing Qin Huairu's confirmation, Secretary Wang took out a receipt and asked her to sign it.

At this point, Jia Dongxu's follow-up work had been completed, and Deputy Director Li also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he spoke a lot of comforting words and the group prepared to leave.

Before leaving, Deputy Director Li had a sudden idea and took out some food coupons from his bag and handed them to Qin Huairu.

"Xiao Qin, it's not easy for you to raise a child alone. These 10 kilograms of food coupons are a small token of my appreciation. I hope they can help you."

Seeing these food coupons, Qin Huairu was stunned for a moment, but finally took them honestly.

"Thank you, Deputy Director Li, for your concern. Thank you!"

Although Qin Huairu knew that Deputy Director Li had ulterior motives, she still thanked him sincerely.

No matter what, these 10 kilograms of food coupons can help in an emergency.

Lin Wencui also looked at Li Huaide meaningfully. This guy's intentions were clear to everyone.

I just don’t know what choice Qin Huairu will make after entering the factory?

After the group left, Qin Huairu immediately took action.

She called Uncle Li, Yan Jiecheng and others from the hospital and first brought Jia Dongxu's body back from the hospital.

Then he bought a coffin, made shrouds, began to decorate the mourning hall, and finally secretly hired a Feng Shui master to help choose an auspicious date.

By the time the workers got off work in the evening, the Jia family's mourning hall had been set up.

When there is a funeral in the compound, even if the relationship is not good, people will still go to see the deceased for the last time.

Therefore, people from the courtyard came one after another to pay their respects. Even Sun Zhengguo brought his wife back to pay his respects.

The two managers, Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, not only did everything themselves, but even took leave to help take care of Jia Dongxu's funeral.

At this time, perhaps you can still experience a little human touch, but not much.

Two days passed in a flash, and Jia Dongxu's funeral was successfully concluded under the management of the two uncles.

After taking care of the funeral, Qin Huairu also carefully considered what she should do in the future.

The first option is to remarry, which is obviously not a easy path to take.

Because according to the thinking of that era, the job belongs to the Jia family, the house belongs to the Jia family, you can leave, but these must be returned to the Jia family.

Secondly, if I don’t remarry, I will also need someone to take care of me. Even if I go back to work after giving birth to a child, I still need someone to take care of me at home.

"Oh! I have such a hard life."

After thinking about it for a long time, Qin Huairu couldn't think of any good solution and couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

However, there is one most important thing to do right now, which is to inform Mrs. Jia Zhang of the news of Jia Dongxu's death.

Otherwise, when Jia Zhang is released from prison, who knows what kind of trouble she will cause.

. . . . . .

In a certain women's prison, Jia Zhang was doing manual work. As a veteran who had been in prison twice, she knew how to be sneaky and evade the punishment from the guards, so she was doing well.

Of course, we can’t eat enough, is there anything we can do? This is due to the general environment.

However, she has been feeling uneasy in recent days, always feeling that something is going to happen.

Just a few days ago, she dreamed of Lao Jia. In the dream, Lao Jia scolded her and blamed her for not taking good care of his son.

When Jia Zhang woke up, she realized it was just a dream and was confused.

For this, she even cursed in her heart, "This old Jia, you didn't come when I called you, and when I didn't call you, you got excited and ran downstairs without even stopping for a while."

"Zhang Xiaohua, pack up and go to the meeting."

Just as Jia Zhang was daydreaming, the voice of a disciplinarian suddenly came from the door.

She didn't have time to think about it, and happily dropped the workpiece in her hand and said, "Okay! Supervisor Wang, I'll be right there."

Jia Zhang thought that it must be her son who came to see her, so she happily followed Supervisor Wang to the meeting room.

"Huai Ru! Why are you alone? Where's Dong Xu?"

When they arrived at the meeting room, they found that Qin Huairu was the only one there, and Jia Zhang asked with an unhappy look on her face.

"Mom, Dongxu..."

Seeing Qin Huairu hesitant to speak, Jia Zhang felt even more unhappy.

"What's wrong with Dongxu? No matter what the reason is, you can't just not come and look at me."

"Mom, please don't talk about Dongxu like that. He's already...already...gone. He passed away."

"Gone! Where has he gone?"

After saying this, Jia Zhang finally reacted. She stood up angrily and scolded loudly.

"What? What did you just say? You dare to curse my son? Believe it or not, I will tear your mouth apart."

"Zhang Xiaohua, what are you doing? Sit down and watch your words."

Although Supervisor Wang sympathized with Zhang Xiaohua, this was not a reason for her to throw a tantrum, so he immediately spoke out to stop her.

Jia Zhang glared at Qin Huairu helplessly, then sat down, still muttering to herself: "This is impossible, this is impossible..."

Only after Jia Zhang calmed down did Qin Huairu tell her about Jia Dongxu's death.

After listening to Qin Huairu's story, Jia Zhang felt her brain buzzing and she felt like she had lost her soul.

Only that mouth was left, still chattering, "Impossible, absolutely impossible, how could my son die? You are a liar,..."

In the end, she didn't even know how she got back to the cell.

You can imagine how big a blow today has been to the Jia Zhang family.

The prison leaders were also very humane. Seeing this situation, they gave Jia Zhang a few days off.

In order to prevent her from getting depressed, I asked someone to accompany her all the time.