"Su Wen, do you think the First Master will ask everyone to donate to the Jia family?" Xu Damao asked.
Su Wen was silent for a while, then nodded and said: "Yes, this is obvious. The first master will definitely organize everyone to donate to the Jia family. Even if the steel rolling mill has compensation, it will not be paid so quickly."
After returning to the courtyard, they found that the atmosphere today was extremely heavy. Everyone was talking about Jia Dongxu, with worries and concerns on their faces.
Lou Xiao'e saw Xu Damao coming back and greeted him. She told them that Jia Dongxu had an accident at the steel rolling mill and that he might not be able to be saved. The person who came to report the news from the steel rolling mill also asked Aunt Jia and Qin Huairu to take their children to the hospital to see Jia Dongxu for the last time.
The three old men in the yard never showed up. Everyone in the courtyard gathered in the middle courtyard to wait for news about Jia Dongxu.
At around seven o'clock in the evening, a cart pulled a black coffin back to the courtyard. Seeing this scene, everyone fell silent. Everyone knows that Jia Dongxu has left this world.
Everyone helped to build the mourning hall. Jia Zhang insisted on building the mourning hall at the door of Shazhu, but Yu Li firmly disagreed. Suddenly there was constant noise in the courtyard. Seeing that his wife did not agree, Shazhu also began to object to the mourning hall being built in front of his door.
The first uncle came over and said to Jia Zhang: "Jia Zhang, my sister-in-law, it is not appropriate for you to do this. The middle courtyard is so big, there is no need to block the door of the pillars."
Mrs. Jia Zhang insisted on building the mourning hall in front of Shazhu Gate.
Yi Zhonghai sighed and continued to persuade: "Jia Zhang, you have to understand everyone's mood. Silly Zhu is also a member of this courtyard, and he also has his own life and considerations. Your persistence will not only bring him The trouble will also make everyone in the whole yard restless."
After hearing this, Mrs. Jia Zhang was still emotional: "I lost my son, can't I even build a mourning hall as I wish? Do you people have any sympathy?"
The first man said sincerely: "Ms. Jia Zhang, we all sympathize with your experience. However, you must also understand everyone. Everyone in this courtyard has their own life and space, and your grief cannot affect it." Others. We are a big family and we need to understand and tolerate each other."
The surrounding residents also nodded in agreement, expressing their agreement with the elder's point of view. They do feel sympathy for the Jia family's experience, but they also hope that Jia and Zhang can treat it rationally and not bring unnecessary trouble to everyone's lives.
Seeing that everyone refused to give in, Mrs. Jia Zhang suddenly burst into tears and said while crying: "You brought people to bully me just after Yi Zhonghai Dongxu died. If you don't let me build a mourning hall today, I will die." Look!”
With that said, Jia Zhang stood up and was about to hit the wall. Qin Huairu, with quick eyesight and quick hands, grabbed her and said loudly: "Mom, what are you doing? If you have something wrong with you, how can I explain it to Dongxu?"
Mrs. Jia Zhang cried and said: "Qin Huairu, why don't you help me? I just want to build a mourning hall for Dongxu so that he can have a place to stay before leaving. Why are you just unwilling to help me?"
"Zhuzi, it's summer now and we can't lose a few days. How about you give in?"
"Master, there is no need to discuss this matter, and you don't have to force Zhu Zhu. I, Yu Li, just don't agree with the Jia family to build the mourning hall in front of my house. I don't bully people like this."
The first man also frowned when he heard Yu Li's firm objection. "Huairu, please help your mother-in-law go home and rest for a while." Jia Zhang realized that it was useless to make trouble, so she borrowed the donkey from Poxia and went home.
After Mrs. Jia Zhang returned home, the first uncle began to discuss the funeral. Residents in the courtyard also took action, some helped build the mourning hall, and some helped prepare funeral supplies.
After the mourning hall was set up, Qin Huairu and her two children knelt in the mourning hall.
Yi Zhonghai stopped everyone who was about to go home and said: "Don't leave in a hurry, everyone. I have a few words to say. Our courtyard is like a big family. Today the Jia family encountered difficulties. The backbone of the Jia family Jia Dongxu has passed away. We are all neighbors. When one party is in trouble, there is support from all sides. I would like to suggest that everyone make a donation to the Jia family to help the Jia family tide over the difficulties. Each of us can donate a little money according to our actual situation."
"If you have any questions or suggestions, you can put them forward. However, I hope we can take action as soon as possible to raise a donation for the Jia family so that Dongxu can be buried as soon as possible."
Yi Zhonghai's proposal received a positive response from the second uncle Liu Haizhong, and no other residents took the lead in opposing it. The donation went smoothly. Yi Zhonghai took the lead in donating 20 yuan, which immediately stumped the second uncle Liu Haizhong. In the end, Liu Haizhong still decided I gritted my teeth and donated 20 yuan. Other residents donated less than 1 yuan, 53 cents and 20 cents. A total of 56 yuan was donated to the Jia family.
After everyone dispersed, they went home to rest. Only Jia Dongxu's mourning hall and coffin were left in the middle courtyard.
After Silhu came back from going to the toilet, he stood silently in front of Jia Dongxu's funeral hall, thinking about that familiar face, and his heart was filled with grief and nostalgia. He thought of every moment he spent with Jia Dongxu, and it became an eternal memory in his heart.
Early the next morning, Yi Zhonghai took the Jia family of four to the steel rolling mill. Yi Zhonghai explained his intention to the factory director and hoped that the steel rolling factory would pay Jia Dongxu's compensation as soon as possible. The factory director arranged for relevant personnel to negotiate with the Jia family about the specific amount of compensation.
After some negotiation, the steel rolling mill paid Jia Dongxu's family 500 yuan in compensation and agreed to let the Jia family arrange for someone to come into the factory to pick up Jia Dongxu's shift. After hearing this result, Jia Zhang put the 500 yuan compensation into her pocket and left the steel rolling mill with a gloomy face. Qin Huairu followed with her two children, with a helpless and sad expression on her face.
Under the auspices of Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu's funeral affairs were quickly completed. As the patriarch of the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai has always been the backbone of everyone. He presided over the entire funeral process, and everything was carried out in accordance with the customs of the Jia family.
At the funeral, residents of the courtyard came to bid farewell to Jia Dongxu. With sadness, they recalled every moment of their time with Jia Dongxu. Yi Zhonghai delivered a speech on the stage, expressing condolences to Jia Dongxu and condolences to his family.
After burying Jia Dongxu, the Jia family of four returned to the courtyard. It was as if nothing had happened, except that Jia Dongxu would never come back.
