Siheyuan: I found a wife right after I crossed over

It was too late to send him to the hospital. The grinding wheel had pierced Jia Dongxu's heart and he was dead before he could be reached.

There was blood all over his body and in front of the grinder.

The dead Jia Dongxu's eyes were wide open, as if to say that he was unwilling to die.

The co-workers around and the workshop director Duan Dagang all felt terrified when they saw it.

"Master Yi, how do you think we should notify Jia Dongxu's family?" Duan Dagang called Yi Zhonghai aside and asked with a worried look on his face.

Yi Zhonghai's face turned pale and he didn't speak for a long time.

From the workshop to the hospital, he was like a wooden man, as if the one who died was not Jia Dongxu, but himself.

Jia Dongxu is the fruit of his hard work for several years. Yi Zhonghai has invested countless efforts and money in choosing this person to take care of him in his old age. He is counting on Jia Dongxu to take care of him in his old age and see him to the end of his life.

Now I haven't left yet, but Jia Dongxu is already dead.

All my years of hard work and money were wasted.

Yi Zhonghai didn’t even dare to think about what he would do in the future.

How could Jia Dongxu be so unlucky? He could lose his life by cutting an angle iron.

This is a job that even an apprentice can do well, so why does it become a soul-calling rope in his hands?

But how could the grinding wheel break? Was it because Jia Dongxu was just unlucky? Yi Zhonghai was puzzled.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Duan Dagang thought he was sad for Jia Dongxu, so he sighed and said, "Hey, Master Yi, the dead can't be resurrected, so don't be too sad. The most important thing now is to notify the family to handle the funeral. The leaders of the factory will be here soon. We have to notify the family first, and then negotiate compensation."

Yi Zhonghai nodded woodenly: "Let Yan Jiecheng go and notify them. He knows the route well."

Yan Jiecheng rode his bicycle and went there quickly. As soon as he got home and entered the yard, he shouted at the top of his voice: "Aunt Jia, Qin Huairu, let's go to the hospital quickly, Brother Dongxu is dying!"

Qin Huairu, who was washing clothes in the yard, dropped the mallet in her hand to the ground with a plop when she heard this. She turned pale and looked at Yan Jiecheng nervously: "Jiecheng, what did you say?"

Jia Zhang came out of the house and said, "Boss Yan, you are talking nonsense! My Dongxu is working well in the factory. What are you talking about? If you keep talking nonsense, I will tear your mouth apart."

The third aunt was also shocked and quickly came out to blame Yan Jiecheng: "Jiecheng, don't talk nonsense, are you talking nonsense?"

Yan Jiecheng yelled, "Mom, I didn't say anything nonsense. Jia Dongxu was working in the factory and was hit by a grinding wheel. Director Duan asked me to come back to inform his family."

Before I could finish my words, I heard an old lady yelling, "Huai Ru, what's wrong with you?"

When I turned around, I saw Qin Huairu had rolled her eyes and collapsed to the ground.

The people in the courtyard rushed forward, pinching her Ren Zhong and pouring cold water on her. After a long while, Qin Huairu finally opened her eyes: "Jie Cheng, you, are you telling the truth?"

Yan Jiecheng was about to say it again when the third aunt quickly said, "We'll know if it's true when we get to the hospital. Huairu, Aunt Jia, you guys should go to the hospital and take a look first."

An auntie also quickly said: "Yes, let's go to the hospital first."

So Qin Huairu didn't bother to wash clothes, and didn't even take the wash basin. She supported Jia Zhang and rushed to the hospital in a hurry.

When they arrived at the hospital, Qin Huairu fainted again after taking a look.

Jia Zhang was very strong. She grabbed Duan Dagang and started to howl: "Are you the workshop director of Dongxu? Why did my son become like this? My Jia family only has this one son. Who will take care of me after he dies? I don't care. My son can't die in vain. You have to compensate me and take care of my retirement!"

Duan Dagang was overwhelmed: "Aunt Jia, don't worry, Dongxu's accident happened while he was working in the factory. The factory will not ignore it."

Jia Zhang became excited: "How can I manage it? I tell you, I won't agree to less money. My family, old and young, all rely on Dongxu's work to support them. And my pension money, you can't give me less."

Duan Dagang looked at Director Yang immediately, and Director Yang said, "Don't worry, Auntie, the factory will not mistreat employees and their families. We have clear regulations and compensation standards in this regard, and we will compensate according to the standards."

Jia Zhang stared at him and said, "Then tell me, how much compensation can I get for my son's death this time?"

Director Yang was a little puzzled, wondering if this old lady was Jia Dongxu's biological mother. Why didn't she cry when her son died, but was busy bargaining for compensation from the factory?

He quickly glanced at the union chairman next to him, who said, "Auntie, this is the case. According to the compensation standards of the factory and the department, and combined with Comrade Jia Dongxu's type of work and length of service, the compensation for his situation should be 200 yuan..."

"Two hundred?!" Jia Zhang glared at him, "You want to buy my son Dongxu's life for two hundred yuan? No! You have to pay at least one thousand!"

One thousand? Everyone present was stunned. Isn't this old lady asking for too much? The compensation for the death of a factory worker was never even one thousand yuan.

The union chairman quickly said, "Auntie, I understand your feelings, but this request is too high. We simply cannot..."

Before she finished speaking, Jia Zhang sat down on the ground and clapped her hands on her thighs: "Dongxu, open your eyes and look! You even lost your life working for the factory, and these people don't even want to compensate you. They want to starve your mother to death, starve your two children to death, no, three children, and the one in your wife's belly!"

"Dongxu, if you know what's happening in the underworld, come out and take them all away!"

The factory leaders were all upset. Is this old lady summoning gods?

Finally, after Jia Zhang's unyielding struggle, the factory leaders finally became fed up and had no choice but to raise the compensation standard by a large margin.

The pension was significantly increased from 200 yuan to 500 yuan.

He also promised to leave Jia Dongxu's work quota to Qin Huairu. Since Qin Huairu was pregnant, she could wait until she gave birth to the child and weaned her before going back to work. During this period, he would also give her a basic living allowance of ten yuan per month.

The contest ended with Jia Zhang's great victory. Only then did she let out a long howl of satisfaction: "Dongxu, my son, you died so unjustly! Once you left, how could I and my good grandson Banggeng survive!"

"Dongxu, you have to keep an eye on your wife. If she dares to remarry and ignores your mother and your son, you should come out from downstairs and take her away with you..."

Everyone was stunned. His son's body was not even cold yet, but he started to put shackles on his daughter-in-law?