Siheyuan: I can always stay out of it

Jia Zhang gave He Daqing a disdainful look as he walked away, then turned and walked in front of Yi Zhonghai.

"Zhonghai..."

Yi Zhonghai's face was full of black lines. It's daytime now, can you please stop shouting?

He stretched out his hand to tease the little locust flower to hide from others and spoke softly.

"Wait for me at the usual place tonight."

Yi Zhonghai's voice was very low, barely audible to only the two of them. As for Xiao Huaihua, what did a little girl of just a few months know?

After saying that, he turned around and went home.

Jia Zhang was delighted, as she had been dry for a long time.

Ever since the last tryst with Yi Zhonghai in the cellar, Yi Zhonghai has been unlucky and has lost all interest in other things.

As for now, Yi Zhonghai has a new idea.

What if it’s my wife’s fault that I can’t give birth to a baby?

After all, his wife has been taking medicine for so many years, it is normal for her to have health problems. The doctor also said that it is difficult for her to have a baby, but he did not say that it is absolutely impossible. Maybe there will be a way out. If Jia Zhang can get pregnant with her own child, it will not make any difference, right?

Apparently, the doctor's tactful words made Yi Zhonghai feel that he was well again, and he planned to have a child through surrogacy.

Today is Sunday but the rain has not returned.

In other words, Yu Shui never came back after He Daqing left. After all, there was nothing for her to miss about the courtyard house.

He Daqing greeted the deaf old lady and Li Xiulan who were sitting at his door and went back into the house.

Li Xiuli looked surprised.

"Madam, why is He Daqing back again?"

In the eyes of the old residents of the courtyard house, He Daqing had been gone for ten years, but since last year, he has returned three times.

The deaf old lady had a calm look in her eyes. She had come to terms with it. She estimated that she didn't have many days left to live, so why bother about so many things? It was none of her business whether He Daqing came back or not. However, when Li Xiulan asked, she still responded.

"What else can I do? I was kicked out."

The deaf old lady also disapproved of He Daqing. Helping others raise children was a huge pit.

Prince Heshuo Rui was such a great man back then, but he still got screwed. How can you, He Daqing, be so confident when others can't handle this...

Li Xiulan was a little surprised. After all, in her eyes, He Daqing was also a capable person. She didn't expect that he would fall into the hands of the White Widow.

The deaf old lady didn't say anything else, her eyes fixed on the tightly closed door of the Chen family's house. She suddenly felt that it wasn't a bad thing to have a troublemaker like Chen Xu in the courtyard. At least the courtyard was much quieter now, unlike the chaos in the past few years.

hospital.

Jia Dongxu is teasing Xiaodang.

The little girl is already over two years old and can barely keep Jia Dongxu company to relieve his boredom.

When Jia Zhang came back and told Qin Huairu that her son wanted to go home, they were both silent for a moment.

Obviously, the two of them were thinking the same thing.

All the expenses for Jia Dongxu's hospital stay are paid by the steel rolling mill. When he comes back, he needs someone to take care of him, and they are simply too busy to handle it.

There are only two beds in the house, but there are quite a few people. It's so crowded now. If Jia Dongxu comes back, he will probably have to sleep on the floor, which is even more troublesome.

As for the problem of no one to see her off to the grave, it is actually easy to solve. Just send Xiaodang over.

Xiaodang didn't care. She was also bored at home. Her grandmother didn't like her very much and her younger sister was too young to play with her. Her mother had to go to work and her brother had to go to school. She usually played by herself in the courtyard.

After the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law discussed it, they decided to take Xiaodang to the hospital to accompany Jia Dongxu.

Anyway, Jia Dongxu has nothing to do now, and he has plenty of time to play with Xiaodang every day, so it can be a good way to kill time.

Xiaodang lived up to everyone's expectations and had a lot of fun playing with her father in the hospital. She was usually very bored alone in the courtyard. Jia Dongxu seemed to have changed a lot now, as if he knew that he didn't have much time left. He found fun to make his daughter happy every day and seemed to have let it go.

But today, I don’t know why, I felt the wound was particularly painful, and soon he started howling on the bed, and Xiaodang was so scared that he started crying.

Not long after He Daqing returned, someone from the hospital came to inform the Jia family.

Jia Zhang was completely panicked. By the time she entrusted Xiao Huaihua to the aunt in the courtyard and rushed to the hospital, Qin Huairu had already arrived. Obviously, the hospital not only notified the Siheyuan, but also the steel rolling mill.

After all, Jia Dongxu was admitted to the hospital due to a work-related injury, and now that his condition has worsened, his work unit must be notified.

"Huai Ru..."

Jia Zhang's heart was in her throat, and she couldn't say anything except shouting to her daughter-in-law who was standing at the door of the emergency room holding Xiaodang.

Qin Huairu shook her head gently. She didn't know what the situation was, but she felt inexplicably sad.

Xiaodang in her arms kept crying for her dad, which made her a little anxious. After she finally coaxed her daughter to sleep, the doctor came out.

"Condolences..."

These two short words almost made Qin Huairu lose her balance.

Although she had been prepared, she still found it difficult to accept when the day finally came.

Jia Zhang, who was standing next to her, stood there in a daze as if she had been struck by lightning. She couldn't believe that the son she had raised was gone.

The doctor had already left. When the door of the emergency room opened again and the doctor and the nurse pushed out Jia Dongxu, who was covered with a white cloth, Jia Zhang came to her senses and rushed over crying.

"Oh my..."

Jia Dongxu stayed at home for two days, and when Chen Xu and Lin Chan came back, they just happened to catch the banquet.

As soon as Chen Xu entered the central courtyard, he saw the white cloth at the door of the Jia family's house and understood what was going on.

Jia Dongxu lived only half a year longer than he remembered.

Medical conditions are limited nowadays, and such serious injuries cannot be completely cured. Various infections are enough to take his life. This is a large hospital in the old city. If it was in a small place, he would have been buried long ago.

Bang Geng knelt in front of the brazier with a look of despair. He had been kneeling for two days on and off, and now he felt as if his legs were not his own.

Looking at Qin Huairu, who was also wearing a white cloth and looked haggard, Chen Xu said his condolences.

"Thank you."

Qin Huairu seemed to have lost her soul and responded to Chen Xu mechanically.

Chen Xu inexplicably felt that Jia Dongxu's life was worth it. He couldn't comment on how Qin Huairu was, but at least she left a descendant for the Jia family, so he didn't have to become a lonely ghost.

Chen Xu now believes in this very much. He himself has been transported through time and space, so naturally he believes that souls really exist in this world.

The Jia family set up a banquet, and although the dishes were ordinary, no one said anything.

Liu Haizhong, who sat at the same table, was quite surprised. Although there was only a little meat on the table, it was much better than the cabbage and radishes that Lao Jia had when he set up the banquet.

Chen Xu took out two dollars as a gift, the same as Liu Haizhong. After all, he is a leader now, and it would not be good to be too stingy.

Xu Damao also took two pieces, and the three of them were tied for second place in the courtyard.

The first one was Yi Zhonghai. This old guy took out ten dollars, perhaps because Jia Dongxu was his apprentice.

After the banquet, the body was buried in the afternoon, and the courtyard returned to its former appearance.

Standing in the space, Chen Xu lamented the fragility of human beings. They were gone in an instant. At least Jia Dongxu had someone to see him off to the end. Most of the people who died in foreign countries in recent years did not have such treatment.

Some were buried without even a straw mat.

If people really have souls, I wonder what they would think when they see their bodies being handled so casually.