"My son! Why did you leave! How can we live as orphans and widows if we are left behind!"
"Old Jia, please open your eyes and see! What is happening to our family!"
"Dongxu, why are you so cruel..."
Jia Dongxu was pushed out covered with a white cloth. Mrs. Jia immediately started crying after she woke up. The harsh sound made Ye Haoran particularly uncomfortable.
Although it was noisy, the hospital staff did not come to stop it. It is normal to be unable to control your emotions when your family is in trouble.
Just when Qin Huairu was wondering whether he should act, Mrs. Jia grabbed Qin Huairu and cried: "Huairu, Dongxu is gone, how will our family work in the future!"
The old lady was not stupid at all. Qin Huairu looked embarrassed. She glanced at Ye Hao and said, "Mom, don't worry, the factory will definitely give an explanation."
"In the factory? To the factory, let's take Dongxu to the factory, and we'll ask the leader for an explanation."
As Mrs. Jia was about to push Jia Dongxu's body, Qin Huairu was really in trouble.
Seeing this, Ye Haoran knew that he had to say a few words, otherwise he would really make trouble. Whether to arrest or not was a question.
He took a step forward, pulled the gurney where Jia Dongxu's body lay, and said, "The Jia family suffered a disaster, and Jia Dongxu's departure is something that both I and the factory feel very sorry for. But having said that, Director Yang also said it before. I will give you an explanation. If you go to make trouble now, it will not have any effect, and it will leave a bad impression on the factory. Why not let Jia Dongxu go away peacefully."
"Give it as you say. It's my Dongxu who died, why don't you die!"
Mrs. Jia didn't know a good person at all, she opened her mouth and started spewing. Qin Huairu could not stand it any longer and quickly stopped her and said, "Mom, Ye Haoran also has good intentions. How can you say that?"
"Good intentions? What kind of intentions can he have? Don't think that I can't see it. He just has thoughts about you. Let me tell you Qin Huairu, you are a member of the Jia family in life and a ghost of the Jia family in death. Don't think that Dongxu is no longer here. You can do whatever you want, bah, as long as I don’t die, I will help Dongxu watch you, you dare to try it!"
Although Mrs. Jia was really sad, it did not affect her mind. Her thoughts were very clear now and in the future. Qin Huairu was the only labor force left in the family, so of course she had to hold on tightly.
Since Jia Dongxu had just passed away, Ye Haoran didn't say much, but Ye Haoran remembered Mrs. Jia's words in his heart.
"Now the country advocates simplicity in everything. No matter what, Jia Dongxu is also my neighbor and co-worker. I will give him a few dollars to do a simple thing. I personally suggest that you go back to prepare first. I will help talk to the factory. .”
In front of Mrs. Jia, Ye Haoran didn't want to stay for a second longer. After finishing speaking, he turned around and left.
After Ye Haoran left with a few workers, only Qin Huairu and Mrs. Jia were left. How to get Jia Dongxu back became a problem.
Qin Huairu thought about it for a while and prepared to go out to find a cart.
As soon as I walked out of the hospital gate, I saw a scooter rider parked there. I quickly walked over and said hello.
The cart master was not surprised, but asked: "Is your family the one carrying the person? Cover it with a white cloth and carry it up. If it weren't for the extra two dollars, no one would really be willing to carry the person."
Upon hearing this, Qin Huairu immediately understood that this person was arranged by Ye Haoran.
The absence of Jia Dongxu meant that the Jia family had no source of income. Qin Huairu, who had lost hope for tomorrow's life, was warmed a lot by Ye Haoran's small gesture.
Old Mrs. Jia couldn't help at all. Qin Huairu carried it all by herself, so she packed it up hastily and prepared to move back home.
We can't make a big deal out of it, but people will still stop their funerals, and many people will not even send them to be cremated, but will go directly to the ground.
But Jia Dongxu cannot do that. He is an employee of a steel rolling mill. If he does not issue a death certificate, many subsequent problems will not be solved.
As soon as Ye Haoran returned to the factory, he was called by Director Yang.
There were already many leaders in charge of the factory in the conference room. After Ye Haoran sat down, Director Yang said: "Xiaoye, you and Jia Dongxu are neighbors. His family's situation should be clearer than ours. We discussed it before you came back, and we always thought that humanitarian compensation should be provided, but the specific amount is a bit unresolved. What are the conditions of his family?"
On the way back, Ye Haoran went through it in his mind and said without thinking too much: "Director, I think the monetary compensation can be less. We can increase some other compensations."
"Oh? What do you say?"
Everyone looked at Ye Haoran. Ye Haoran did not have any stage fright at all and said calmly: "The Jia family still has two children to raise. If we just give money, it will be spent sooner or later. If we do this, it will To give outsiders a feeling of letting go, it’s better not to put such a stereotyped label on our factory. It just so happens that Jia Dongxu’s workstation is vacant, so why not let someone from the Jia family take over.”
"Well, that's a good idea."
Director Yang thought for a moment and nodded to express his approval of Ye Haoran's opinion.
He looked up at the others and asked, "Do you all have any different opinions?"
"I don't think so, but they only have two children left in their family now, and the only labor force is a widow. I think it's better to do this. Instead of going to the workshop, why not come to our administrative building and work as a secretary? It'll be fine. It’s time to clean up.”
Director Yang had just finished asking, but before anyone else could speak, Director Li put forward his own opinion first.
Ye Haoran raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Director Li, I am a worker's family. Your arrangement is not appropriate. Besides, why can't you clean up by yourself? Do you want to use the resources in the factory to serve yourself? Is it a bit much?”
"you...."
Director Li's face turned red after Ye Haoran's two words. He slapped the table and was about to say that Ye Haoran was too much. Director Yang quickly came out to smooth things over.
"Okay, okay, let's calm down for a while. Since we have agreed, let's do this. After the funeral arrangements are made, let someone from his family take over."
Seeing that the matter was finalized, Ye Haoran continued: "Director Yang, I'm afraid this matter cannot be rushed. I heard that Qin Huairu, a family member, seems to be pregnant. It is better to postpone the time of taking over."
"Is there still such a thing?" Factory Director Yang was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Okay, that's it. I'll ask the finance department to prepare three hundred yuan as condolence money later, and we will send a representative from the factory to stop the funeral." I’ll go over there and express my condolences.”
Ye Haoran could actually do this job. He was a neighbor and could talk better. However, Ye Haoran did not say anything. The main reason was that Mrs. Jia was greedy and lazy, and she would get scolded no matter who she went to.
Director Yang had already looked at Ye Haoran, but Ye Haoran did not answer the question.
If he didn't answer, someone picked up. Director Li on the side was the first to raise his hand and said: "Why don't I go? As the director and deputy director of the factory, I can not only represent the factory, but also show enough sincerity. It just so happens that I Go and see the Jia family’s conditions.”
Factory Director Yang saw that Ye Haoran did not refute, so he nodded and said: "Okay, then Director Li will go to the factory on behalf of the factory and let the meeting adjourn."
After the meeting, Ye Haoran made some arrangements with Erdanzi and returned to the office.
In the courtyard, when Qin Huairu and Mrs. Jia came back with Jia Dongxu, the atmosphere in the entire courtyard was condensed.
At work, there were only a few old people, young women, and children left. Qin Huairu had never experienced this kind of thing before, so she didn’t know what to do. The old and young could only cry, and the deaf old lady in the backyard came to intervene. Let’s talk about the matter of wearing hemp and wearing filial piety.
Qin Huairu had just returned from washing a portrait, and Erdanzi also came to the door of the courtyard.
"Hello, are you Sister-in-law Qin?"
"Who are you?"
Blocked at the door, Qin Huairu didn't know Erdanzi and was a little defensive.
Erdanzi said: "Sister-in-law Qin, this is sent here by our section chief to help build a funeral shed. If you need any help, just say hello."
"Ye Haoran?"
After confirming that it was arranged by Ye Haoran, Qin Huairu relaxed his vigilance and took Erdanzi and others into the courtyard. After a while, the mourning shed was set up. After the everlasting lamp and brazier were set up, Banggian and Xiaodang were also Wearing clothes and wearing filial piety, he walked out.
Just after doing this, everyone who got off work returned to the yard.
As the three elders in the courtyard, they immediately ran over to ask for help.
"Sister-in-law, we also know that your family is in trouble. I don't think it's better to have people from our yard get together and build a coffin for Jia Dongxu. If you have any difficulties in the future, please come to us at any time."
Qin Huairu was outside with her children. Inside, Mrs. Jia was sitting on the kang, humming and accepting the comfort from several people.
After the first uncle finished speaking, the second uncle also came over.
"That's right, as the stewards of the courtyard, our neighbors' affairs are our business. Just leave Jia Dongxu's funeral to us. Sister-in-law, don't be too sad. As long as we are here, the Jia family will not... "
"Ahem!"
Liu Haizhong has no emotional intelligence and loves to talk nonsense. If Yi Zhonghai hadn't coughed twice, he would have said something even more ridiculous.
"Hey, there's nothing wrong with me. My poor son is just gone. The factory doesn't even give an explanation. How will we, orphans and widowed mothers, live in the future?"
"Don't worry, sister-in-law. When we arrive at the factory tomorrow, we will communicate with the factory as soon as possible, and we will definitely be able to work out a solution."
After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Liu Haizhong shrank his neck.
It's okay to let him brag about it, but he really doesn't have the guts to go and negotiate with the leaders of the factory.
Seeing that Liu Haizhong didn't express his position, Mrs. Jia and Yi Zhonghai looked at Liu Haizhong. Liu Haizhong was confused: "We don't know anything about putting pressure on the leader. I don't think it's better to let Ye Haoran go. After all, he doesn't know either." He is a member of our large courtyard group, and he happens to be able to speak well in the factory."
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Haoran's voice came over.
"No, the factory has already held a meeting to discuss it. There is no point in going. Representatives from the factory will come to express condolences tomorrow. Just wait at home with peace of mind."
Ye Haoran, who was standing outside the window, listened to all the words of the people in the room.
How could he not know what Liu Haizhong was up to, wanting him to be a gunman for him? Comes with a key? How many?
Liu Haizhong's face turned red, and he didn't even fart for a long time.
Ye Haoran was too lazy to deal with a few old guys, and was going to send Erdanzi and the others who came to help away first. As soon as the front foot left, Silly Zhu came over with the back foot.
When I walked up to Qin Huairu, I wanted to laugh but felt unserious. If I didn't smile, I felt unfriendly. The variety of expressions at once was wonderful.
"What's your business."
Qin Huairu raised her head and glanced, then lowered her head and continued to burn the paper, and asked casually.
Shazhu, who had reached the stairs, then said: "Sister Qin, I know you are sad, but you don't need to be too sad. Although Brother Jia is gone, don't you still have me... No, what I mean is If your family encounters any difficulties in the future, please tell me at any time and I will definitely help you if I can."
Qin Huairu's face darkened: "He Yuzhu, Dongxu is lying there, is it too inappropriate for you to speak like this?"
"Si Zhu, why are Sister Qin so polite? Just call me Si Zhu. Look at my mouth. Don't mind if I can't speak. I just want to help you. If not, just let BangGeng be my godson. OK."
"What's wrong, Silly Zhu, you miss your son before you get married?"
Ye Haoran came back from sending Erdanzi off. As soon as he entered the hospital, he heard Sha Zhu talking nonsense.
"No, Silly Zhu just likes to be someone else's father."
Xu Damao, who was standing by, also came over to join in the fun. The atmosphere that was originally quite serious when doing simple things was suddenly mixed up by these two idiots.
"Banggan, stay here and look at the lights, while mom goes to cook."
Too lazy to talk to Sha Zhu and Xu Damao, Qin Huairu got up and went back to the house first. Qin Huairu was not here, and Ye Haoran was too lazy to stay here. He came here just to express his gratitude. It was not good for the neighbors not to show up, so as not to be gossiped about.
So while Qin Huairu went to cook, Ye Haoran also returned to his home.
After the lights were on all night, the two children and Mrs. Jia went to bed early, leaving Qin Huairu alone to watch the night. Ye Haoran felt a little distressed, after all, she carried her own seed in her belly.
At night when there was no one around, Ye Haoran gave Qin Huairu the remaining cooked food he bought in the afternoon.
A small maza was also moved and sat not far away.
Qin Huairu, who had eaten and drank enough, felt sleepy instantly. She leaned against the wooden post and squinted after a while. She didn't wake up until it was dark.
When he woke up, Ye Haoran was still there. Qin Huairu showed a smile and said, "It's dawn. You should go back first. It's not good for others to see you."
In the past, Qin Huairu was a woman, and she could cook for Ye Haoran, clean the house, and wash clothes. But now that she has become a widow, it is easy for others to make irresponsible remarks.
Ye Haoran didn't shirk, nodded and prepared to go home and rest.
He alone decides what time to go to work or whether to go to work. He doesn't care at all about whether he overslept or not. He just falls asleep when he gets home.
He didn't know how long he had slept, but Ye Haoran was woken up from his sleep by a burst of noise. Ye Haoran, who was a little tired of getting up, sat up from the bed, opened the back window and looked over, and saw Director Li in the crowd at the first sight. .
At this time, Director Li had lost his former demeanor and was being torn apart by Mrs. Jia. He couldn't run away even if he wanted to, and there were still many people standing in the yard watching the fun.
"You old lady is so ignorant. I already told you that this is the condolence money from the factory. Out of humanitarianism, the factory will help your Jia family. Forget it if you are not grateful. How can you bite back! Is there anything else? The king’s law!”
Director Li held on to his clothes tightly. If he didn't hold on tighter, it would be easy for someone to take them off. He kept talking.
Old Mrs. Jia didn't give in even a step. Even though she was a woman, her fighting ability was directly improved by several levels when she started acting aggressively. This is why Ye Haoran didn't take this job.
"I don't care. Your factory killed my son. You still want to use money to pay for his life. It's unreasonable. Just give me three hundred. Is it because you are embezzling?"
While tearing, he wanted to reach into Director Li's pocket.
After fighting for a long time, just when Director Li was about to lose his ability, someone finally came out to help. Of course it was not Ye Haoran, but the first and second uncles in the courtyard.
As for the third uncle, Yan Laoxi, he is a spoiler and can run faster than anyone else when something goes wrong.
"Hey, sister-in-law, please let go. This is the deputy director of our factory. We have something to say. Please let go first!"
Yi Zhonghai mainly tried to persuade her, and stepped forward to help Mrs. Jia let go first. He kept soothing her, but the bangs on the other side were different.
He supported Director Li, reached out to slap Old Mrs. Jia's hand, and said a stern warning: "Ms. Jia Zhang! I'm warning you, this is Director Li of our steel rolling mill. If you dare to act rogue again, Director Li will I'll make you look good even if you hurt a hair!"
I just comforted him yesterday. After seeing Director Li come in person today, Liu Haizhong immediately licked her. His duplicitous temper made people familiar with him look disdainful. However, Liu Haizhong's approach was not without its benefits, at least for Director Li. I was deeply impressed.
