Siheyuan: Separate from the beginning and live with my sister

Along with Jia Zhang's wailing, Qin Huairu also gave birth. The nurse took the baby out and showed it to a few people. It was a girl.

Jia Zhang's heart, which had been holding on for a long time, fell into the abyss again. It was another money-losing child. Qin Huairu was just disappointing. She gave birth to two money-losing children.

Qin Huairu was so weak after giving birth that she fell asleep in a daze. The few of them stayed in the ward for the whole night.

Qin Huairu woke up hungry in the morning. Seeing Jia Zhangshi coming out, she wanted her mother-in-law to get her something to eat.

Jia Zhang was unmoved. She said, “You useless thing! I just came out of jail and my pockets are cleaner than my face. How can I have money to buy you food? I’m almost starving to death and no one will give me a bite.”

As she said this, Jia Zhang glared at the old man, which made Yi Zhonghai's mouth twitch. He thought to himself, you old woman, your face is not clean either. Ugh, I can't look at you for too long, I feel a little nauseous.

The old man looked at Sha Zhu again, but unfortunately Sha Zhu came in such a hurry that he didn't bring anything with him. In desperation, Yi Zhonghai could only take out 2 yuan from his pocket and let Sha Zhu buy breakfast.

Sha Zhu, who had been out for a while, came back and bought a few bowls of porridge and six or seven big steamed buns.

Jia Zhang took the lead and grabbed two steamed buns. She started eating one in each hand, not caring that the porridge she had just bought was hot, and she kept slurping the food.

The eldest uncle and Sha Zhu had no choice but to eat one each, leaving the rest for Qin Huairu to nourish her body.

Unfortunately, before they could finish eating, Jia Zhang had already finished two steamed buns and turned around to take Qin Huairu's steamed bun and started eating it.

"Mom, I just gave birth to a baby, and I feel really weak. Please let me eat one more." Qin Huairu begged Jia Zhang in grievance.

"What nonsense! I'm eating coarse food every day in prison, and you guys don't even come to see me. Besides, it's not like I haven't given birth to a child before, so what difference does it make whether I eat or not?"

Qin Huairu was speechless after hearing what Jia Zhang said. She wondered what sin she had committed to end up with such a person.

It was only because Sha Zhu felt sorry for his sister Qin that he passed the half of the steamed bun left in his mouth to her, allowing Qin Huairu to eat half full.

The steel rolling mill only paid for the production costs, and additional fees were required for the subsequent hospitalization. Naturally, Jia Zhang was unwilling to pay, so she discharged Qin Huairu from the hospital the next day and returned to the courtyard together.

The new replaces the old, and with the passing of the eldest son of the Jia family, Huaihua was born, and life goes on.

Jia Dongxu died while working in the workshop, and it was eventually determined to be a work-related injury. The steel rolling mill paid a one-time compensation of several hundred yuan as compensation, and also provided a vacancy for a job, which allowed the Jia family to send someone to take his place in the factory. However, Jia Zhang was still serving his sentence, and Qin Huairu still had to recuperate after giving birth, so they could only wait and see.

Jia Zhang went to the factory to collect the pension, and only she knew the exact amount.

Originally Qin Huairu was relying on this money to make a living, but Jia Zhang knew that she would have to go back to prison, so she hid the money outside in advance and did not bring back a penny.

Once the money goes into Jia Zhang's pocket, there is no way to get it out again. Poor Qin Huairu's hope is just wishful thinking.

Jia Dongxu's ashes have been sent back, and the steel rolling mill paid an additional 50 yuan for funeral expenses.

This time, Qin Huairu endured his physical weakness and argued with Jia Zhang in the yard, determined to get the money at all costs.

Jia Zhangshi, considering that she had already taken the lion's share and that the 50 yuan was used for the funeral, finally tolerated Qin Huairu this time. However, she had one request: Dongxu's funeral must be held in a grand manner.

With the 50 yuan, Mrs. Zhang no longer cared about Young Master Jia's funeral and left it all to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu had no choice. She didn't want to spend money but had to get the job done, so she could only think of using Daye and Shazhu.

Xiaodang was still young and didn't understand much about the changes in the Jia family. Banggeng had grown up and understood that his father had gone to find his grandfather and would never come back, and he became a fatherless child.

Qin Huairu was very weak and couldn't run around, so he could only ask Banggeng to invite Daye and Shazhu over.

"Uncle, you were Dongxu's master. Now that Dongxu is gone, you will be my master from now on. You will still be the one to preside over Dongxu's funeral."

"Don't worry, Huairu. I was Dongxu's master for a day. Now that he's gone, it's my responsibility to take care of his funeral."

Yi Zhonghai naturally knew that the factory had already given the funeral expenses, so he just had to contribute some effort, or he didn't have to contribute at all, because wasn't there Sha Zhu who would do the work?

Yi Zhonghai's calculations were clacking.

He can use this incident to coordinate the division of labor among the people in the hospital, which will just establish his image as the boss of the hospital. Maybe he can even change the title of "acting boss" to "boss" in advance.

"Then I would like to thank you on behalf of our family. I kowtow to you."

As Qin Huairu said this, she pretended to get out of bed and bow. Before she landed on the ground, Sha Zhu and the old man naturally helped her up. Her hands felt sticky and slippery, which was quite intoxicating.

"Huai Ru, and Sister Jia, since you let me take care of this matter, I wonder what you are going to do? How much money are you prepared to pay?"

Before Qin Huairu could say anything, Jia Zhang started shouting first.

"What should I do? My Jia family has been a single-line family for three generations, and Dongxu is the only son. We have to hold a grand funeral. Pay? Aren't you Dongxu's master? Once a teacher, always a father. How can you charge money for your son's funeral?"

I made a cross, Yi Zhonghai thought to himself, oh no, the old Jia family is waiting for me here.

When Jia Dongxu was alive, he actually took advantage of me. He borrowed money from me and never paid it back. When did he consider himself his father?

What can one do since words have been spoken cannot be taken away? Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his teeth were twitching.

Sha Zhu looked at his sister Qin with seductive eyes and tears welled up in his eyes. He really couldn't bear it.

"Uncle, I think what Aunt Jia said makes sense. Besides, all the people in Dongxu are gone. Don't bother about these three or two. At most, I'll pay 10 yuan first, and you can figure out the rest."

At this moment, He Yuzhu felt like a heroic and valiant man, as if he were possessed by a god, like a prince charming who came on a colorful cloud to pick up his sister Qin.

Yi Zhonghai glared at Sha Zhu, what a fool! Instead of asking him to think of a solution, it would be better to let him just pay directly. However, with the 10 yuan from Sha Zhu as a foundation, there was still hope for success.

What to do? Yi Zhonghai thought of organizing a donation meeting in the courtyard. The Jia family was in such a difficult situation. Their son died, their daughter-in-law gave birth prematurely, and their mother-in-law was still in prison. The reason was sufficient.

To organize a donation meeting, it is not enough to rely on his own strength, he has to get the second and third brothers involved as well, so that it will appear more formal and more convincing.

Yi Zhonghai did what he said and went to his second uncle Liu Haizhong's house first.