Rebirth 1962: The Beginning of the Angry Fan Qin Huairu

In a trance, Yi Zhonghai suddenly felt his eyes brighten, and then he saw Jia Zhang standing in front of him with disheveled hair.

"You, why are you here?"

"It's not me who's here, it's you who's here? Yi Zhonghai, you damned bastard, if it weren't for you, how could our family have become like this?"

"You said that you should have died, but you had diarrhea that day and escaped. Otherwise, Lao Jia wouldn't have died, and Dongxu wouldn't have died either."

A scene from decades ago suddenly emerged in Yi Zhonghai's mind. At that time, he was only in his twenties, and Jia Dongxu's father, Jia Musheng, was his co-worker and also his senior.

The two were recruited into the steel rolling mill almost at the same time, so their skills were comparable.

Originally they were living a pretty good life, but I got married first, and in the end Jia Musheng had a son first.

What made him even angrier was that, although Jia Musheng had a son, this guy told everyone he was destined to have no children. Over time, he could no longer bear it.

So one day after get off work, he loosened a few screws of the bed that Jia Musheng often used while no one was paying attention. As a result, Jia Musheng was killed by the flying workpiece the next day.

Although he calmed down after taking revenge on Jia Musheng, at this time Jia Zhang revealed intentionally or unintentionally that Jia Dongxu was his child.

Thinking about the previous incident with Jia Zhang, Yi Zhonghai simply accepted Jia Dongxu as his apprentice. However, he never expected that Jia Dongxu also died in the factory for no apparent reason.

Yi Zhonghai was recalling the past, and when he looked up again, he saw Jia Zhang floating in front of him. Yi Zhonghai looked at the rotten fat face and wanted to vomit but couldn't.

Jia Zhang just stood in front of him and stared at him. Yi Zhonghai wanted to retreat but couldn't. Suddenly, Jia Zhang in front of him grinned strangely. The more she grinned, the bigger her mouth got, and finally it grinned right behind her ears.

"Don't come over here, ah, it's not my fault, don't come over here."

"Old Yi, Old Yi, wake up!"

The scene in front of Yi Zhonghai suddenly disappeared, and then he felt someone shaking his arms hard, and he struggled to open his eyes.

"Qin Huairu?"

"You, why are you here?"

Qin Huairu immediately breathed a sigh of relief. If Yi Zhonghai died like this, not only would she not get any benefits from this trip, but she might also get into other troubles.

But she said with a hint of resentment: "Old Yi, I'm not saying anything bad about you, but why didn't you go to the hospital right away when you were sick?"

"Oh, by the way, where is Yi Jun?"

Qin Huairu thought of the child with a disabled left arm, and asked in confusion, "Yi Jun? Where did you get this child from?"

"Oh, right, he was the one who reported the letter to the Siheyuan just now."

Yi Zhonghai was relieved, but Qin Huairu continued, "Old Yi, do you have any money left?"

"Money? I don't have any money." Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu warily.

"Look what you are thinking, I left in a hurry and didn't bring any money, so I was thinking if you have money, you can take some out to see the doctor first."

Yi Zhonghai nodded somewhat awkwardly, then carefully took out five dollars from his pocket.

"Actually, there's no need to trouble you too much. Just call a cart for me and let Xiaojun go with me."

Qin Huairu took the five dollars and hesitated a little before saying, "Old Yi, where did you get that kid from? Why does his arm look a little strange to me?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "Xiaojun and I are both unwanted, but it's good this way, neither of us will despise the other."

"His arm was born disabled, so he was thrown out by his family. But wasn't I also disliked because of my disability?"

Just at this time Yi Jun ran back holding a broken bowl. When he saw Yi Zhonghai woke up, he hurried to Yi Zhonghai and handed the broken bowl to him.

"Dad, come eat, I was just coming."

Yi Zhonghai looked at the two cakes in the bowl, sighed, and then said, "Silly child, didn't I tell you not to beg for food again?"

"But Dad, I don't want you to die. If you die, no one will want me anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about, kid?" Yi Zhonghai wiped away his tears.

"Go get me a glass of water, and then go to the hospital to get some medicine."

Yi Jun nodded obediently, but Qin Huairu quickly went to pour a glass of water for Yi Zhonghai.

"Hurry up and drink it. I'll take you to the hospital after you finish. You said the same thing. The child is only a little old. If you two really go to the hospital, won't you be at a loss?"

Yi Zhonghai thought about it and agreed, but when he thought about the attitude of Jia Zhang and the others before, he didn't say another word to Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu also knew what Yi Zhonghai was worried about.

However, she thought it was too easy to deal with Yi Zhonghai, not to mention that he now had a "son".

So Qin Huairu didn't say anything more, but helped Yi Zhonghai pack his things, and then pushed his cart and went to the hospital with Yi Jun, who looked worried.

After the doctor's examination, Yi Zhonghai's illness was the same as last time, still a lung infection caused by typhoid fever, but this time Qin Huairu forced Yi Zhonghai to stay in the hospital.

"Old Yi, no matter what you say this time, you have to cure the disease. Even if you don't care about yourself, don't you care about Yi Jun?"

Yi Jun also advised: "Dad, let's get treatment. I will eat less in the future."

Yi Zhonghai was deeply moved by the two people's concern. At this moment, he felt the warmth of home again.

"Okay, I'll listen to you this time."

Afterwards, Yi Zhonghai took out money and asked Qin Huairu to pay for the medical expenses, and then started systematic treatment under the doctor's arrangement.

Half a month passed like this, and news about Yi Zhonghai spread like wildfire in the courtyard. Without the restraint of Jia Zhang, Qin Huairu seemed to have completely let go.

She went to work as usual during the day, and discussed life with some people in the factory from time to time. At night, she brought food to the hospital to deliver meals to Yi Zhonghai and Yi Jun.

After a long time, everyone in the hospital even thought that Qin Huairu was Yi Zhonghai's daughter, otherwise how could she be so filial to Yi Zhonghai.

As soon as Qin Huairu arrived at the hospital that afternoon, the patient next to Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "You're here. Your father really paid off in vain to raise you."

"You misunderstood. I am just his neighbor."

"What the hell are you talking about? You are his neighbor? Oh my, I am really enlightened today."

Qin Huairu ignored the annoying old man and went to wake up the sleeping Yi Zhonghai.

"Old Yi, wake up, it's time to eat."

Yi Zhonghai opened his eyes and yawned. "Where's Xiaojun?"

"Who knows where he went to play?"

Yi Zhonghai could also sense that Qin Huairu still had some opinions about the child, so he hurriedly explained: "This child is actually very sensible. Although there is a problem with his arm, this child is filial and obedient."

Qin Huairu said disapprovingly, "It's not that I'm being harsh. Wasn't Cui Dake obedient at the beginning?"

"But what happened next? Do I need to say anything more?"

Yi Zhonghai was suddenly speechless. Actually, it’s not that he hadn’t thought about this problem, but the key point was that he had no choice now.

Qin Huairu saw Yi Zhonghai was hesitant, so she quickly took advantage of the opportunity to say, "Besides, how old is this child? How long will it take for you to get his money?"

"But what can I do?"

"Move back to the courtyard. She's dead now anyway, and no one will care about your affairs anymore."

"Old Yi, it's not that I don't think highly of your choice, but how can this halfway person be reliable?"

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