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The two of them walked briskly towards the courtyard. The sunlight shone on them, as if covering them with a layer of warm glow.

He Yuzhu held Zhang Wanting's hand tightly, his face filled with the joy of becoming a father soon.

There was also a faint smile on Zhang Wanting's face, and her eyes were full of expectations for the future.

But as soon as he walked into the front yard, He Yuzhu keenly discovered that the atmosphere in the yard was not right.

On ordinary days, the third aunt would always help Yan Bugui to arrange the vases of flowers and plants in front of the door, but today, there was no one there.

The entire front yard was silent, so silent that it made people feel uneasy. This unusual silence made He Yuzhu and Zhang Wanting feel uneasy.

They continued walking towards the central courtyard. As they got closer, they could hear Jia Zhang's screams and the sighs of the neighbors.

The sound was like a sharp knife, cutting through the silent air and making people's hearts suddenly tighten.

He Yuzhu and Zhang Wanting were startled, and they walked in hand in hand.

The scene before them shocked them. They saw Jia Zhang sitting in the middle of the yard crying loudly. Her voice was shrill and miserable, as if she wanted to vent all the pain in her heart.

Next to her was a stretcher covered with white cloth, which looked particularly dazzling in the sunlight.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and several people from the steel mill gathered there, their faces full of seriousness and sadness. Qin Huairu, Banggeng and Xiaodang were kneeling in front of the stretcher with tears streaming down their faces. Their cries were heartbreaking.

The residents who were watching in the yard were pointing and talking, their faces full of sympathy and regret.

He Yuzhu and Zhang Wanting were dumbfounded when they saw it, their hearts filled with shock and confusion.

They immediately asked Aunt Wang who was watching nearby: "Aunt Wang, what's going on?"

When Aunt Wang saw them coming, she hurried over to greet them.

Her face was filled with deep sadness and her eyes were full of helplessness. She said to He Yuzhu and Zhang Wanting, "Zhuzi, Wanting, don't you know that Jia Dongxu died in an accident in the workshop?"

"What?" He Yuzhu was stunned, his voice full of surprise and disbelief. He quickly asked, "Dead, how did he die?"

Aunt Wang hesitated, as if she didn't know how to tell He Yuzhu the cruel truth. She hesitated for a moment, then slowly said: "Well... I heard that Jia Dongxu accidentally fell into the machine while working in the workshop and died on the spot..."

When He Yuzhu heard this, his face suddenly changed.

His face turned pale instantly, his eyes filled with shock and anger. He quickly grabbed Aunt Wang's arm and asked, "Aunt Wang, are you serious? Did Jia Dongxu really fall into the machine and get crushed to death?"

Aunt Wang nodded, her eyes full of helplessness and sadness.

"Impossible...Impossible..." He Yuzhu shook his head, his face full of surprise. He knew that this was absolutely the truth and it must have been Yi Zhonghai who did it.

I thought to myself, damn it, Yi Zhonghai, how could you act so quickly? According to the original book, you couldn’t have acted so quickly!

He Yuzhu's heart was in turmoil. He clenched his fists tightly and tried to calm himself down.

Zhang Wanting looked at He Yuzhu's reaction and was filled with worry. She gently pulled the corner of He Yuzhu's clothes, signaling him not to be impulsive.

He Yuzhu took a deep breath and turned to look at Zhang Wanting, his eyes full of complicated emotions.

At this time, the atmosphere in the courtyard was still heavy. Jia Zhang's crying echoed throughout the courtyard, making people feel sad.

Qin Huairu and the children knelt in front of the stretcher, tears streaming down their cheeks. Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and others were talking in low voices, apparently discussing the follow-up matters.

He Yuzhu decided not to voice his suspicions. He pulled Zhang Wanting aside and said softly, "Wanting, this matter is not simple. I think there is something fishy about Jia Dongxu's death."

Zhang Wanting nodded. She also felt that something was wrong.

But the two of them didn't say anything else, just kept listening to the movement on the field.

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong discussed with others and said to Jia Zhang, "Sister-in-law, since Dongxu has passed away, it is only right that he should be buried in peace..."

"No, my son died so tragically! You can't bury him like this?" Jia Zhang's face was full of grief and her voice was shrill.

Her eyes were full of despair and unwillingness, as if as long as she didn't agree, Jia Dongxu still had a chance of survival.

Yi Zhonghai frowned slightly and patiently advised: "Sister-in-law, Dongxu is gone. It is for his own good to let him rest in peace as soon as possible. It is not a solution to leave him like this. We must let Dongxu go in peace."

Jia Zhang still shook her head stubbornly, "I don't care, I want to get an explanation for my son. He can't just die in such an unclear way, someone must have murdered him."

As she spoke, her eyes scanned the crowd, as if trying to find the murderer who killed her son.

Qin Huairu also raised her head at this time, and said with tears on her face: "Mom, let's listen to Uncle and the others, let Dongxu rest in peace first. Later we will slowly find out what happened to Dongxu."

Bang Geng and Xiao Dang also cried and grabbed the corner of Jia Zhang's clothes, "Grandma, we don't want Dad to lie like this forever."

Jia Zhang felt even more distressed when she saw the pitiful appearance of the children.

But she was still unwilling to let her son be buried like this. "No, I must find out the cause of my son's death. I can't just bury him like this."

Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong looked at each other, both showing helpless expressions.

We knew that Jia Zhang was very emotional and it would be difficult to persuade her for a while. So Yi Zhonghai said, "Sister-in-law, let's take care of Dongxu's body first, and then we can discuss the burial when you have figured it out."

Jia Zhang didn't say anything, but just stared at Jia Dongxu's stretcher, as if her son would disappear if she let go.

The atmosphere in the yard was still heavy. No one knew how to persuade Jia Zhang and could only accompany her silently.

He Yuzhu and Zhang Wanting looked at this scene, their hearts filled with emotion.

They knew that Jia Dongxu's death would bring great changes to this courtyard.

Everyone just stood there in a stalemate, and Jia Dongxu's body remained there for nearly two days.

Yi Zhonghai knew that this was not going to work, so he had to send someone back to the steel mill to invite the factory leaders over.

Half a day later, Deputy Director Li of the steel rolling mill hurried over.

Deputy Director Li looked at Jia Dongxu's body lying in the middle of the yard with a frown on his face.

He walked up to Jia Zhang and soothed her softly, "Jia Zhang, we understand your feelings, but Dongxu is gone, and it's useless to leave the body here!"

"Director Li, my husband also died at work, and now my son has died in this matter too. You have to give me an explanation, right?"