Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Yi Zhonghai and other colleagues, looking at the heartbroken mother-in-law and daughter-in-law with different thoughts, spoke up to comfort them.

"Jia Zhang's family, Huairu,"

"The deceased is gone, you still need to be strong, there are children at home who need your care,"

"You must stay calm and not make impulsive decisions."

Hearing this, Qin Huairu calmed herself down and looked at Yi Zhonghai with tears in her eyes.

"Uncle, how did the factory arrange Dongxu's affairs?"

Her pure and charming appearance made Yi Zhonghai's heart surge. Qin Huairu was naturally beautiful, and now that her husband has passed away, she has added a bit of widow charm to her. If she were in the present, she would definitely be the object of everyone's love. Yi Zhonghai calmed down and replied:

"The Dongxu incident came suddenly, and the factory is still discussing how to properly resolve it."

"But pensions are inevitable."

"Moreover, Dongxu's death was recognized as an industrial injury, and the factory will consider letting someone in your family take over his job." Hearing this, Qin Huairu felt a little relieved of the burden in her heart.

Undoubtedly, if there had not been any previous planning, Jia Dongxu's sudden death would have been an unbearable disaster for their family, as if the whole world was collapsing.

When the word "pension" was mentioned, Jia Zhang's eyes instantly lit up with new vitality.

She quickly calculated in her mind that first of all, she had to get the pension, after all, the family had lost its main financial supporter.

Jia Zhang also needs to leave some savings for her retirement in case of emergency.

As for the issue of work, working in a steel rolling mill is already heavy physical labor for men, and Jia Zhang knows very well that she is no longer qualified for the job at her age.

Therefore, she decided to let her daughter-in-law Qin Huairu take over this position and let her continue to contribute to the Jia family until Banggeng grew up, and then she would leave the steel mill.

This time, Jia Zhang's arrangement demonstrated her extraordinary planning ability and she made plans for her daughter-in-law's future.

Qin Huairu, who was crying in front of Yi Zhonghai, suddenly felt an inexplicable chill. She even mistakenly thought that it was her husband's ghost that was causing trouble, and she couldn't help but shudder in her heart.

Holding a funeral on New Year's Eve is indeed unlucky. But the deceased is gone, and Jia Dongxu's funeral still needs to be properly arranged.

It is worth noting that the Jia family now only has orphans and a widow, two widows and children, who are obviously unable to deal with these complicated matters alone.

Therefore, Yi Zhonghai took the initiative to shoulder this important task. With the assistance of Sha Zhu, the two of them were busy arranging the funeral.

Since it is now forbidden to promote feudal superstition, they could only build a simple mourning hall in the open space near the Jia family in the middle courtyard and place Jia Dongxu's portrait.

As for the body, after tidying up its appearance, it was wrapped in straw mats and white cloth and laid on the ground. Fortunately, it is winter now.

Season, no need to worry about corruption.

However, there are still many problems to bury Jia Dongxu smoothly. Nowadays, cremation is promoted, but in the eyes of the older generation, burial is the only way to make them feel at ease.

A new question arises: where will the money for the coffin and funeral come from?

You know, an ordinary coffin costs at least 10 to 20 yuan. If it is made of high-quality wood, the price can be as high as hundreds of yuan.

Add to that other funeral expenses, the cost of entertaining the many residents in the courtyard, and the cost of hiring people to carry the coffin, all of which amount to a considerable expense.

In this situation, Jia Zhang went directly to Yi Zhonghai and sought his help.

At this moment, I feel deeply sad because her husband Dongxu has passed away and the family has lost its backbone. The future path needs your support and assistance even more.

Speaking of Dongxu's funeral, he should be given a coffin so that he can pass away peacefully.

However, her family is currently in financial difficulty and can hardly afford even this basic expense. She wondered if she could ask the neighbors in the yard for some help?

Hearing what Jia Zhang said, Yi Zhonghai couldn't help but look embarrassed.

He had never expected that Jia Zhang would even ask her neighbors for money to buy a coffin for her son.

"Sister-in-law, this may be inappropriate." Yi Zhonghai said slowly, "The country now advocates cremation. We are very generous to set up a mourning hall here. If we mention fundraising..."

“I’m afraid it will cause unnecessary disputes.” He added, his eyes revealing his concern for Yang Ming.

“He dares!” Upon hearing this, a trace of anger flashed in Jia Zhang’s eyes, as if she wanted to compete with Yang Ming.

But then, her momentum softened, and she turned to Yi Zhonghai, with a hint of pleading in her tone: "Old Yi, since

If I can't raise money, can you lend me 200 yuan? Let me buy a coffin for Dongxu and set up a few tables for a banquet in the courtyard. I will return it as soon as the factory's pension arrives."

Although Jia Zhang's plan was brilliant, Yi Zhonghai was not someone who could be easily convinced.

He knew very well that the Jia family never returned the money they borrowed, not to mention the deep relationship between him and Dongxu as master and disciple.

If he lends it, he is afraid that the money will be gone like water and never come back; but if he does not lend it, he is afraid that Jia Zhang will cause trouble and affect his reputation.

Jia Zhang seemed to see through Yi Zhonghai's hesitation and raised her voice a little: "Old Yi, you can't bear to see Dongxu die in unrest, right? He is your disciple who was raised by you."

Her voice echoed in the empty mourning hall, contrasting with Dongxu's portrait and the body covered with white cloth, which was really chilling.

Yi Zhonghai was also unwilling to get involved in this dispute. He knew very well that the best option at the moment was to use money to calm the situation.

So, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, sister-in-law, I'll lend it to you. This is my last token of gratitude to Dongxu as a master."

Yi Zhonghai understood that the concession at this moment was not only to calm the situation, but also to maintain his reputation and relationship with Qin Huairu.

After all, although Dongxu is gone, Qin Huairu is still here, and the Jia family will still need the help of this "big shot" in the future.

In Yi Zhonghai's later life planning, he unexpectedly glimpsed a ray of new hope - the person he could rely on might not be out of reach.

Looking back on the past, what Qin Huairu did in the Jia family has become a good story among the neighbors.

This gave Yi Zhonghai a touch of warm comfort, as if he had found his direction in the maze, and he felt a sense of hope after a dark period.

At this time, Qin Huairu walked to Sha Zhu's door. She asked softly, "Zhu Zi, are you free now?"

As soon as Sha Zhu heard Qin Huairu's voice, he immediately jumped up from the bed, his eyes full of concern for this gentle woman.

Although Qin Huairu is pregnant today, the plain white mourning clothes make her look even more charming, like a pure little white flower swaying in the breeze, making people want to protect her.