Siheyuan: Me! He Yuzhu defies fate and changes destiny

Hu Shuzhi nodded and replied:

"Yes, you don't need to bring us food. The food in the cafeteria is pretty good. We have three meals a day there now, so we don't need to cook at home."

After hearing these words, he responded: "Although I know that the public canteen is not satisfactory, if you want to add some dishes, remember to inform me." Hearing this, the mother-in-law understood that her son-in-law had some kind of ability in that era when meat was generally scarce.

In any case, he was able to bring meat regularly, which was his filial piety. Hu Shuzhi was naturally happy to accept it.

After talking for a while, he said goodbye because it was getting late.

The next day, He Yuzhu came to the seventh research room again. As soon as he arrived there, Gu Zhiqiu found He Yuzhu and said to him excitedly: "Zhuzi, you are back! I have something important to tell you."

He Yuzhu was a little confused: "What's the matter?"

Gu Zhiqiu then asked: "You have already developed a car, can you also make an airplane?"

He Yuzhu was slightly startled and replied: "If you give me some time, it should be possible. But the previous engine is not suitable for the aircraft, and a new engine needs to be developed. Moreover, this project requires more manpower to participate. It is impossible for me to complete it alone."

Hearing this, Gu Zhiqiu seemed very excited: "Great! As long as you can get it done, all the resources and facilities you need, just tell me, I will fully support you."

He Yuzhu then said, "Our current location is too small. We don't even have enough space to build a factory for aircraft assembly, or even the entire 403 area. I'd like to give you a design plan in a few days, and you can build the runway, airport, and supporting laboratories according to that. The most important thing is that there are too many types of aircraft parts, and it's impossible to see results without three to five years of hard work."

Gu Zhiqiu was surprised to hear this and asked, "You mean we can build our own advanced aircraft within five or six years?"

He Yuzhu nodded: "Yes, I mean advanced fighter jets, not ordinary aircraft. The technology currently on the market is much backward, even domestically produced ones are of little use, and are all technologies that have been eliminated by Europe and the United States."

Gu Zhiqiu agreed again: "Okay, okay! As long as you can come up with an advanced aircraft, you can tell me what resources you need, and I will do my best to help you get them. Even if I can't get them for the time being, I will try my best to find a way to get them!"

Seeing the excited Gu Zhiqiu, He Yuzhu thought of the urgent needs in this field and nodded: "Since you attach so much importance to it, I will start the early work immediately and design all the parts drawings first. Once there is enough space, I will start the engine improvement work!"

Gu Zhiqiu said happily: "This is great. If the research and development is successful this time, you will be an outstanding contributor to our country!"

He Yuzhu smiled and said, "Then am I not a hero now?"

Mentioning his many past achievements, Gu Zhiqiu smiled and agreed: "Yes, that's true!"

But then He Yuzhu reminded him seriously, "But this research cycle will be very long and it cannot be achieved in a few months."

Gu Zhiqiu nodded seriously and said, "No problem, as long as there is a breakthrough!"

So he set about finding a suitable location and mobilizing manpower. As for the specific details of the work, He Yuzhu did not participate in the planning; after all, he was not a professional in this field, and he only needed to focus on providing technical and theoretical basis.

Then he started drawing the layout of the experimental center, and put it aside after it was completed; then he devoted his energy to conceiving the design of the first aircraft he was responsible for. You should know that overseas aircraft manufacturing technology is very mature, while our level is still at the stage of self-transformation based on the products of other countries.

Although they look like domestically made aircraft from the outside, the internal technology is actually something that is outdated by other countries. Therefore, the aircraft and fighter jets that He Yuzhu is designing now represent the most advanced technology level in the future.

The next day, He Yuzhu handed the blueprint to Gu Zhiqiu and began to design his plane. The number of parts in the aircraft design is large, and the safety requirements are also very high. In the blink of an eye, autumn has arrived.

That day, He Yuzhu returned home and found He Daqing, Song Ziyu and He Yuqing all there. He looked at He Daqing and asked:

"Dad, why are you here? What's going on?"

He Daqing nodded and said:

"Yes, that Jia Dongxu passed away."

He Yuzhu frowned after hearing this, not understanding what was going on, and then asked:

"Dad, are you talking about Jia Dongxu...did he have an accident?"

He Daqing nodded and said affirmatively:

"Yes, he had an accident in the factory. I heard that he was caught in a machine while working, and when he came out, he was unrecognizable."

He Yuzhu was stunned for a moment, then said:

"Then let's go over and take a look."

He Daqing sighed:

"Hey, Jia Dongxu in the compound is a good man, with good character and good ways of dealing with things. After all, we are neighbors, we should go see him and give him a ride. There will be no more kind-hearted people in that compound in the future!"

After listening to He Daqing's words, He Yuzhu didn't expect that Jia Dongxu would be in trouble now. He guessed that it must be because of Jia Mu's excessive criticism that Jia Dongxu was always hungry. He had seen it once before. Jia Dongxu was obviously often hungry, and sooner or later something would happen.

He Yuzhu asked:

"So how does the steel mill handle this?"

He Daqing replied:

"There is no special treatment. Compensation is paid according to the work-related death, 12 months' salary, and a job for the family."

As for who will take over this position, it depends on the choice of the Jia family.

Jia Dongxu's previous monthly salary was 45.2 yuan, which totaled 542.4 yuan a year, which was compensation for his family. As for funeral expenses, some subsidies were given, but the exact amount is unclear.

No matter what, we should go and burn some incense and express our condolences.

He Daqing continued:

"How about I give you five dollars and you give me ten dollars?"

He Yuzhu agreed:

"Well, this kind of gift money is not small in the Siheyuan. Besides, since we have already moved out, it doesn't matter if we don't go. Let's go, I'll lead the way!"

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, He Daqing said to Song Ziyu:

"Wife, you stay here. I'll pick you up when I get back!"

Song Ziyu nodded, and then He Yuzhu drove He Daqing to the courtyard.

When they arrived at the courtyard, as soon as they got off the car, they heard Jia Zhang crying in the yard.

"My son, how could you be so cruel to leave us alone and walk away!" "My son..."

He Yuzhu frowned slightly and walked into the courtyard, only to see a lot of people gathered in the yard.

Everyone was surprised to see He Yuzhu and He Daqing return. After the cafeteria incident, everyone generally believed that He Daqing and his son would not come again. Unexpectedly, they actually showed up.

Seeing them coming, Yan Bugui said, "Daqing, Zhuzi, you are here too?"

He Yuzhu replied:

"Brother Jia was a good man. After hearing about his death, I wanted to come back to see him off for the last time!"

After hearing what He Yuzhu said, the others all discussed:

"It seems that He Daqing and his son still value friendship very much!"

"Yes, they have already moved away. I heard about this and came here specially at night!"

"That's right, only the Jia family and the eldest master's family always gossip about others!"

He Yushui didn't care about the discussions. After entering the yard, he saw Yi Zhonghai sitting there in a state of despair. Qin Huairu was crying silently with her child in her arms, and Xiaodang was beside her. Jia Zhang was lying on the ground crying non-stop. Jia Dongxu was placed at the door, covered with a white curtain. Seeing this, He Yuzhu couldn't help but frown and said:

"Second Master, the eldest master is in a heavy mood right now. Jia Zhang is just crying, and Qin Huairu is pregnant. It's not right for no one to handle the funeral. At least we need to set up the mourning hall!"

After hearing this, Yan Bugui explained:

"Zhu Zi, we can set up a mourning hall. But nowadays we are not allowed to hold grand funerals, so no one knows how to deal with it."

He Yuzhu continued:

"Then let's keep everything simple. First, set up the mourning hall and arrange for Banggeng to keep watch. After one night, send the body for cremation and burial tomorrow. As for the compensation plan for the steel mill, it should be finalized. After handling Jia Ge's affairs, the living people must continue to live. As for the replacement job opportunity provided by the steel mill, should Jia Zhangshi or Qin Huairu take over?"

After hearing these words, everyone seemed to have a core person to rely on.

At this time, Liu Haizhong stood up and said to everyone:

"Xu Damao, Liu Guangqi, Guangtian, Xie Cheng, the rest of you help set up the mourning hall and light the eternal lamp. If there is any white cloth at home, please use it first, and prepare a set of white mourning clothes for Banggeng. This is Dongxu's only child, and he must wear white mourning clothes even if he doesn't go out to carry the coffin."

After hearing Liu Haizhong's instructions, everyone nodded in agreement. The usually mischievous young man did not object and began to act according to his instructions.

Then someone said:

"Second uncle, Qin Huairu said there is no white cloth at home!"

He Yuzhu said:

"Do you have a bag of flour? Take one out and turn it into a piece of clothing for mourning!"

"What a great idea!"

Just like that, Banggeng, who didn't understand the situation yet, put on mourning clothes and put a sack on his head.

As a result, everyone had to make do with wearing mourning clothes, because supplies were scarce and there was not as much cloth available as there would be in the future.

Qin Huairu also found a sack and put it on her head, knelt in front of Jia Dongxu, and burned paper money for him.

At that time, people were not overly feudal and conservative, and burning paper during funeral ceremonies was still common.

But six or five years later, everything will be different.

Seeing that all matters were proceeding in an orderly manner, He Yuzhu said to Yan Bugui:

"Third Master, please record the gift-giving situation. If anyone is willing to give a gift, please come to me to register. Also, please help keep track of the money spent by the people who helped."

Yan Bugui nodded and agreed:

"Okay, that's no problem!"

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, everyone present looked at him. They didn't expect that Jia Dongxu's funeral would be directed and organized by He Yuzhu.

He Yuzhu walked up to Yi Zhonghai and said: