Rebirth He Yuzhu I am a family man

Jia Zhang just stared at Yi Zhonghai and went to Yan's house to find Yan Bugui, and then went to Liu's house to find Liu Haizhong. Fortunately, both Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong were old-fashioned people from the old society. They showed great sympathy for the old man in the Jia family and agreed to hold a meeting after dinner to raise funds for the Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai was not worried about how much money he would donate. He was busy running around, but Jia Zhangshi still didn't remember his kindness. Besides, it was a new society now, but Jia Zhangshi was still using the old society's tricks. He was very upset by Jia Zhangshi. So, he decided to make Jia Zhangshi feel upset so that she wouldn't stare at him all the time.

At this moment, Jia Dongxu's quiet departure had made Jia Zhang feel sad and at a loss. When she saw Yi Zhonghai, who was in good health and looked very proud, she had only one thought in her mind: "Dongxu was a good kid following you, why didn't you take good care of him? Why did Dongxu die? Why didn't you, Yi Zhonghai, die? Yi Zhonghai, you didn't take good care of such a good kid like Dongxu. From now on, you, Yi Zhonghai, don't expect to have a good life for even a minute in the courtyard..."

At this time, Qin Huairu was busy in the kitchen of Jia's house. Yi Zhonghai, who had just walked out of Liu's house, saw Qin Huairu's busy back and unconsciously showed a look of disgust. Yi Zhonghai looked at Jia Zhang, who had a face full of flesh and a pair of resentful green bean eyes, and saw that she was staring at him without blinking. Yi Zhonghai pretended to be sad, gestured to Jia Zhang to follow him, straightened his back and walked towards the outer courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai arrived at the corridor beside the hanging flower gate, stopped, and sat down at a random place. Seeing Jia Zhang following him, he motioned for her to sit down, sighed, and began to talk casually.

"Banggeng's grandmother, you also know that I don't have any biological children. If Dongxu leaves, when I am old, if the two brothers of the Bai family are unfilial, there will be no one to protect me in this courtyard. I feel no less sad than you."

"Dongxu is gone. How are you and Banggeng going to live in the future? What will you do if Qin Huairu remarries with Banggeng? What will you do if Qin Huairu remarries without caring about the child? What will you do if Qin Huairu doesn't give birth to the child in her belly for your Jia family? What will you do? Who will take care of you in your old age? Are you going to go back to the countryside..."

Yi Zhonghai's repeated questions directly stimulated Jia Zhangshi to come back to her senses. As a widow who raised Jia Dongxu, she knew how difficult life was. Moreover, with her selfish character, she had long cut off ties with her natal family and the old Jia family. She was asked to go back to the countryside, back to that countryside.

Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu depended on each other for survival. Life had made her flexible and adaptable. In the blink of an eye, just like the face-changing in Sichuan Opera, Jia Zhang's face changed. The arrogance and resentment disappeared, and an expression of grief, helplessness and flattery appeared on her face.

Wiping away her crocodile tears, Jia Zhang lowered her voice and sighed, "Zhonghai, ever since Old Jia left, I followed you unwillingly during that rainy night under the Sophora japonica tree. Since then, I saw how good you were to Dongxu, and I thought you treated Dongxu as your own child. So, over the years, I was happy to see Dongxu around you. But today, Dongxu left suddenly, how can I accept it? Don't blame me for hating you..."

Hearing this, Yi Zhonghai quickly glanced around and said anxiously, "Wow, Jia Zhang, are you crazy? We are in the courtyard, what nonsense are you talking about? Don't you think you are uglier than a wild boar? If you keep talking nonsense, I will leave! Don't blame me for being ruthless when the time comes. Don't mention Qin Huairu, I will also deal with you..."

At this time, everyone in the courtyard knew that Jia Dongxu had left. They just thought: a biological mother and a master, two grieving people, sitting in the yard to comfort each other and lick their wounds. After all, no one knew how to comfort them at this time, and not disturbing them was the best way, so everyone stayed away from them with sympathy.

Seeing that there was no one around, Yi Zhonghai lowered his voice and advised, "Bang Geng's grandmother, we are all old. In a few years, I will retire. Let's forget about the past! The most important and urgent thing now is how to deal with and arrange your and Bang Geng's future life."

"The most urgent thing is that you come with me to the steel mill to collect the compensation tomorrow morning, so as to avoid any more trouble and your daughter-in-law Qin Huairu getting there first and running back to Qinjia Village.

"Secondly, you need to make a plan as soon as possible. How are you going to arrange the workstation that Dongxu has fought for?"

"Third, you have to find a way to keep Qin Huairu in the Jia family, and let her help your old Jia family raise Bang Geng and provide for your old age..."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Jia Zhang's eyebrows were filled with worry. She blinked her green bean eyes and approached Yi Zhonghai mysteriously to discuss: "Zhonghai, I listened to you at the beginning, and you took care of the Jia family for so many years; otherwise, I will help you to take care of Qin Huairu, and see where she will run away from now on..."

"Wow, Jia Zhang, you are so vicious. You don't know! Your daughter-in-law Qin Huairu is even more vicious than you. Fortunately, I found out early. I just hope she has never had a good day. What's more, I am old and powerless..." Yi Zhonghai thought to himself, and immediately interrupted Jia Zhang's words, sighing and explaining the truth.

"Bang Geng's grandmother, we really can't talk about the past anymore, otherwise I can only stay away from your Jia family to avoid suspicion. Besides, we were young at that time, and 'the turtle and the mung bean fell in love', no one was wrong."

"In my opinion, why not take advantage of today's sudden incident and no one has yet talked to Qin Huairu? You can rely on the sympathy of the people in the courtyard to force Qin Huairu to swear at the courtyard meeting to let her stay in the Jia family. From now on, you and Banggeng don't have to worry..."

"Zhong Hai, I don't regret obeying you at the beginning. I feel it's great to have you. Then I'll do as you say..." Jia Zhang's face, which was full of flesh, actually showed a shy look, and she even spoke flattering words.

"You fat pig, I regret it now. I blame myself for not living up to my expectations. Alas..." Yi Zhonghai felt bitter and sighed, "Banggeng's grandma, let's go back to our own homes and have a good dinner! 'Man is iron and rice is steel'. If your body is broken, you can't do anything..."

Bai Dongmei saw Yi Zhonghai coming back and hurriedly served dinner. Seeing that Yi Zhonghai was worried while eating, she hurriedly comforted him, "Zhonghai, don't worry. We are all sad about Dongxu's departure, but after all, the living have to live well. Besides, we have two sons, Yi Yulong and Yi Yuma, unlike the Jia family..."

Yi Zhonghai lowered his head and ate his meal. He didn't respond to Bai Dongmei's words. After eating for a while, he said to himself, "Xiaobai, I will help Yi Yulong and Yi Yuma find two temporary jobs in a few days. From now on, you have to keep a close eye on them and stop them from fooling around on the streets. Otherwise, it will be hard to find a wife."

Hearing this, Bai Dongmei began to show her courtesy to Yi Zhonghai, saying nice things one after another. But she was secretly delighted in her heart, "Yi Zhonghai, I have endured so many years, and finally I am about to get through it. When my two sons get married, I will not serve you anymore. I will quarrel with you every day, and I will make you angry to death. I will never be able to relieve the hatred for Bai Yulan's death..."

After dinner, representatives from each household in the courtyard gathered in the front yard. They saw a simple donation box - a small iron can - placed on the eight-immortal table in front of the main hall.

With the arrival of Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong, the courtyard meeting officially began. They said some words to commemorate Jia Dongxu, and comforted Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu, and then called on everyone to donate to the Jia family.

The fact that the Jia family was sending their son off really made the people in the courtyard feel very sympathetic. They took money out of their pockets and put it into the donation box. Some put in 2 cents, some put in 5 cents, and Yi Zhonghai directly took out 10 yuan and threw it into the donation box.

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's generosity, Yan Bugui trembled and fumbled around, collected a dollar and put it in the donation box. Liu Haizhong was worried that others would not know how much he had donated, so when he took out the money and put it in the donation box, he explained loudly: "I have many children, all of whom are at an age where they need money. As a leader of the hospital, I will donate 5 dollars to give everyone a head start."

After Liu Haizhong finished donating, he glanced at Xu Damao, who was standing motionless in the crowd. Liu Haizhong pretended to be a leader and said in a pretentious manner, "Xu Damao, you are now a backbone of the publicity department of the steel mill. Jia Dongxu grew up with you. Today, don't you show your appreciation?"

"Liu Haizhong, you are the only one who is capable, right? Today, I informed the Jia family of the news, and as a result, Jia Zhang gave me a face full of bruises, and wanted me to donate money. I will donate as much as Xiang Xiang." Xu Damao's kindness resulted in a face full of bruises. He was feeling angry, and he didn't care about Liu Haizhong. He continued to look at the stars in the sky, as if thinking about something.

Yi Zhonghai is Jia Dongxu's master. Liu Haizhong was defeated for speaking for the Jia family. At this time, he was worried that "if he doesn't speak out, people in the courtyard will have opinions about him behind his back."

So, Yi Zhonghai quickly stood up and preached righteously: "Da Mao! I watched you grow up, and you have been following your brother Dongxu since you were a child. Now you are young and promising, and you don't need those little things. Since your brother Dongxu has left, you have the obligation to help the Jia family. How about this, Uncle Yi will make the decision for you, and you can donate 20 yuan."

When Xu Damao saw Yi Zhonghai jumping out, he was not convinced. After all, he was in the Propaganda Department, and he knew a little about the aftermath of the steel mill's treatment of Jia Dongxu. So, he said in a resounding voice: "Uncle Yi, look at my face. This is the thank you I get for letting me go to the Jia family to report the news."

"I am not a petty person. Today, I am making this clear. If the steel mill does not compensate Jia Dongxu and does not provide funeral expenses, I, Xu Damao, will cover all the expenses for Jia Dongxu's funeral."

After Xu Damao finished speaking, the people in the courtyard began to whisper to each other. Most people felt that "the Jia Zhang family and the Jia family are too ungrateful. It's really no wonder that Xu Damao is unwilling to donate money."

At this time, Jia Zhang was still thinking about other important things. She also knew that "today, Xu Damao was indeed wronged. If he is asked to pay, he will probably make a fuss. Besides, the steel mill will definitely be responsible for Jia Dongxu's funeral. If they continue to argue with Xu Damao, the donations from these people in the hospital will have to be returned."

Jia Zhang looked around at everyone present and changed the subject by shouting, "Everyone in the courtyard is so compassionate. I'm here to thank you all. Why didn't anyone from the He family come out?"

People in the courtyard didn't know that at this time, He Daqing had already appeared in the outer courtyard with a lunch box. When he heard Jia Zhang name the old He family, he immediately walked through the hanging flower gate quickly, staring with dead fish eyes and said: "Zhu Zi, they are having a meeting, I have a dinner tonight, what's wrong? You are powerful now, can you manage the affairs of the Red Star Steel Mill?"

When Jia Zhang saw He Daqing coming back, she felt like a fat sheep had come. She immediately perked up and said as if it was a matter of course, "Daqing, my Dongxu has passed away, and everyone is donating money to take care of his funeral. Don't donate too much, just 50 to 100 yuan."

He Daqing didn't respond to Jia Zhang, but searched his pockets expressionlessly. After a while, he had at least a few dozen yuan in his hand, if not 100 yuan. When everyone thought he was really going to donate 50 to 100 yuan, he counted out 5 cents and threw it into the donation box.

After He Daqing donated the money, he stared at Jia Zhang with a pair of dead fish eyes and said indifferently: "This fifty cents belongs to my He family, and it is for the funeral of the Jia family..."