Siheyuan: Pushing Huairu, the Prime Minister admits defeat

"What the hell, is Jia Dongxu in trouble? What happened today? Could it be that God is also dissatisfied with Old Lady Jia's behavior and has opened his eyes?"

Just as the neighbors were looking suspicious and talking in low voices.

He ran so hard that his fat flesh trembled. His face was covered with sweat. He stopped panting, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said hesitantly, "Aunt Zhang, what are you still standing here for? Your Dongxu fell asleep at work and fell into the molten steel. He turned into a puff of air and smoke in an instant. Not even a trace of his remains was left."

"Second uncle, you are serious, right? Did Jia Dongxu really fall into the steelmaking furnace like Lao Jia?"

Before the confused Jia Zhang could say anything, Sha Zhu, who was joining in the fun, couldn't wait to step forward and eagerly seek the truth.

"Hey, silly Zhu, look at what you are saying. I, Liu Haizhong, have been a stickler for words in Siheyuan for so many years. Why would I lie about such a crucial matter? It's true. Old Yi's workshop is short of steel. Seeing that he was listless at work and several parts were worn out, we sent him to check the steel furnace. Who would have thought that he would..."

Liu Haizhong glared at Sha Zhu with dissatisfaction, and described the scene at that time to the crowd of onlookers in a vivid and emotional manner, as if he, a blacksmith, was also present.

"Ah, why is Jia Dongxu so careless? If he just passes away, what will happen to my sister-in-law, an orphan and a widow?"

When Sha Zhu heard this definite statement, a sad look appeared on his face. As for what he was thinking in his heart, that is intriguing.

Jia Zhang was a little hesitant. She paused for a moment, looked at Liu Haizhong and said slowly.

"Uncle, you are not lying to me on purpose, trying to lure the tiger away from the mountain so that you can enter the courtyard. I tell you, you are not very experienced. When my Dongxu left this morning, it was still intact. It's impossible, absolutely impossible!"

Not only Jia Zhang found it hard to believe, but the neighbors around her also thought that Liu Haizhong was plotting something.

There is no way. Jia Dongxu's father, Lao Jia, accidentally fell into a hot steel furnace. As a result, it was Jia Dongxu's turn. Father and son inherited the same fate?

How could there be such a ridiculous coincidence and probability? Who would believe it if I told them?

Only Li Weijun, who was familiar with the plot, knew that what was supposed to come had finally come.

After all, Jia Dongxu could not escape the inertia of the plot. Like a grain of sand and dust, he disappeared under the rolling carriage.

Without causing any ripples, he disappeared silently in the crowd.

It’s a pity that Jia Dongxu still owes me a debt.

Li Weijun looked at the IOU in the space, thought for a moment, and decided that it would be okay to let Banggeng repay it when the time is right. After all, it is the son who should pay for his father's debts.

At worst, Jia Zhang will have to pay off her son's debts.

"Really, Aunt Zhang, you should hurry to the steel mill. Uncle and the others are waiting for you there. When I left, a group of them were fishing out something in the steel furnace. Maybe they can fish out some scraps or something. It's better than nothing."

After hesitating for a long time and seeing that everyone was still skeptical, the second uncle was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

Jia Zhang felt a little nervous for a moment when she saw Liu Haizhong's superb performance.

She knew Liu Haizhong well. His acting skills were very poor. If he really had such sincerity and the ability to deceive people, he would have gotten a job in a steel mill long ago.

"Oh, my Dongxu, why is your life so miserable? I haven't even had a few days of peace and quiet with you, but you suddenly left me and passed away, Dongxu!"

In an instant, Jia Zhang realized that something was wrong and felt as if she had been hit by a sledgehammer. Her head felt heavy and her feet felt light-headed, and the world was spinning around her.

Crying and shouting, he staggered along with the second uncle Liu Haizhong towards the steel mill.

The neighbors who were originally anxious to get into the house, followed closely behind. Even Xu Damao, who was drenched all over, hurried back to the house to change his clothes.

The good thing about the courtyard house is that you can't stop following the huge crowd to the steel mill.

In normal times, they fight over trivial matters, but when it comes to the critical moment, they still stand on a united front.

Be able to distinguish between what is important and what is not when it comes to big things.

Living under the same roof, who doesn't have times when they feel uncomfortable?

It would be a sin to not help each other.

Jia Zhang cried and panted all the way, her eyes blurred with tears, and she ran to the steel mill with great momentum.

Many years ago, she took the young Jia Dongxu to the steel mill to help her husband.

Who would have expected that the boomerang from so many years ago would hit Jia Dongxu right between the eyebrows today.

"Woo, Banggeng, where is Xiaodang? He has to see his father..."

At this moment, Jia Zhang no longer had the arrogant look she had before. She looked decadent and miserable, and even her voice sounded a little weak.

"I've asked Xu Damao to go pick him up from the elementary school. Don't worry, sister-in-law. We'll take care of him. I guarantee nothing will go wrong."

Liu Haizhong supported Jia Zhang with a sad face.

It is a tragedy for the elderly to see their loved ones die before them in any era.

Not to mention, Jia Dongxu also grew up under Liu Haizhong's nose.

Although Liu Haizhong usually looks carefree and thick-skinned, his voice is somewhat sad when it comes to this matter.

In the courtyard, Jiang Yingying hugged Xiao Huaihua and looked at the calm Li Weijun with a surprised look on her face: "Weijun, what should we do? Qin Huairu's husband is dead. I wanted to take this opportunity to deal with her evil mother-in-law, but suddenly this happened..."

Li Weijun sighed, "Alas, it's going to rain, and my mother is going to get married. There are some things that we can't do anything about. I'll go back to the house and call Sister Qin, and we'll go over and see if we can help."

At this time, Qin Huairu, who had learned everything in the room, was lying on the bed, crying silently.

Even the heartless Qin Jingru next to her had a worried look on her face. She gently patted her cousin on the back and said, "Sister, don't cry. Brother-in-law is a lucky man. He will be fine."

Qin Huairu was sobbing and crying. When she saw Li Weijun coming in, she seemed to have found her backbone. She couldn't hold back her grief and threw herself into his arms and cried bitterly, "Weijun, I'm sorry for Dongxu. I'm sorry for him."

Li Weijun patiently stroked Qin Huairu's cheek, shook his head and said, "It's okay. Everyone has their own destiny. You can't force it. You can't blame Jia Dongxu for what happened. All you have to do is to live on with perseverance."

"Yes, I know. I will definitely cultivate Banggeng well and do justice to Dongxu's spirit in heaven."

Qin Huairu nodded tearfully, calmed herself down, hugged Xiao Huaihua, and followed Li Weijun to the steel mill.

At this time, the steel rolling mill workshop was in chaos.

There was a mixture of noisy scolding and the sound of steel splashing.

Yi Zhonghai was squatting in front of the steelmaking furnace, smoking with a sad face. The workshop director was nodding and bowing as he was scolded. Next to him were Director Yang and Li Huaide, who were furious.