The next day, Yang Xiaotao went out as usual, and many workers from the steel rolling mill were walking together, talking and laughing.
He came to the steel rolling mill, put down his things, straightened things out, and ordered Lou Xiao'e to do things.
Then I went to a workshop to have a look.
Before he even got close, Yang Xiaotao heard voices coming from the door.
"Master Yi, this won't work."
“It’s a little different from what was required in the drawings!”
Sun Guo's voice was hoarse, but it was firm.
"Director, I tried my best, but the data is simply not reached. How many times have I done this and how many steel pipes have been used? It's simply not possible!"
"I think it was written blindly by Yang Xiaotao!"
"This thing is meaningless at all. Instead of spending time on it, it is better to complete the superior's task."
"We have been in this workshop for so many years, and we have always achieved a 100% completion rate of tasks. Director, you can't throw away the watermelon for a few sesame seeds."
Yi Zhonghai was weak when talking, his physical strength could not keep up, and he could not concentrate after working for a while.
More importantly, he looked down on what Yang Xiaotao was doing, such as well-drilling machines. These days, just a few people could dig a well. It was a waste of time and materials.
"That's enough! Yi Zhonghai. I am the director of the workshop. I don't need you to teach me what to do."
"That's it. You are an eighth-level fitter. Are you sure that the data on this workpiece is real?"
"I don't care how many steel pipes you use, you have to make them for me."
Sun Guo said sternly, "The whole workshop is waiting for this turnaround."
"Don't forget the losses your apprentice brought to the workshop."
"Also, who wiped the butt of this matter!"
"Still asking for leave?"
"What kind of juncture is this? Are you asking for leave from me?"
"Everyone in the workshop is watching this thing. Look, look, you have to ask for leave now. Isn't everyone's hard work in vain?"
Yang Xiaotao recognized that this was Sun Guo's voice, and there was suppressed anger in his voice.
As soon as Sun Guo finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai's unique voice sounded again.
"Director, I have no choice. This Jia Dongxu is dying. After all, he is also an employee of our first workshop. It has only been a few days. As a master, if I don't keep an eye on it, how will I live in the future?"
Yang Xiaotao heard that this was Yi Zhonghai's voice, and the meaning behind the words seemed that Jia Dongxu was going to die?
The pace quickened, Yang Xiaotao walked by and quickly walked towards the third workshop.
Behind him were the voices of Sun Guo and Yi Zhonghai.
In the afternoon, Xu Yuanshan got angry in the office. Yang Xiaotao listened cautiously next door, and finally saw Sun Guo running out of the office in embarrassment.
Lou Xiao'e then went out to inquire about the news, and said that Yi Zhonghai disobeyed Sun Guo's order, left his post without completing the task, and returned to the courtyard.
The progress of building the steam engine has now been affected. If it weren't for the fact that there are a few seventh-level fitters in the first workshop, barely making do, it would probably have stopped now.
But when Xu Yuanshan found out about this, he still lost his temper with Sun Guo.
A workshop director can't even handle this task. How will he lead people to complete tasks in the future?
Sun Guo was also aggrieved. Yi Zhonghai was an eighth-level fitter and a veteran employee. Many people in the workshop spoke for him. What could he do?
In the end, Xu Yuanshan asked him to find his own solution.
He also said that if you can do it, just hand over the task if you can't, even those in the second workshop can do it.
As for the reason why Yi Zhonghai left his post, I heard that Jia Dongxu was about to die, and someone from the hospital came to notify him, so he ran back.
Lou Xiao'e knew very well about the courtyard house.
I already left anyway and didn’t want to ask any more questions.
After Yang Xiaotao heard this, he was distracted for a moment, thinking that the locust tree in the courtyard was about to bloom.
Then there was no reaction, so I just did what I had to do.
But after a while, Sun Guo ran back again.
There was no other way. Except for Yi Zhonghai, no other fitter in the workshop could do anything. Several of the slide valves he made were unqualified. It was embarrassing for him to hire people from other workshops, so he had to come here to hire Yang Xiaotao.
When Sun Guo came to the office, he was a little embarrassed. Yang Xiaotao knew the situation and took the initiative to ask if he had any difficulties before he could speak.
Sun Guo borrowed the donkey from Poxia and asked Yang Xiaotao to help.
The two came to the first workshop, and Yang Xiaotao began to take over the production of components.
Liu Haizhong was banging with a small hammer, listening to the people next to him constantly complaining that Yi Zhonghai did not understand the overall situation and was full of opinions.
Liu Haizhong didn't dare to say anything more. He wasn't interested in what Yang Xiaotao had done, but he didn't dare to leave like Yi Zhonghai did.
Seeing Yang Xiaotao surrounded by a group of people, surrounded by stars, I felt not only jealous but also envious.
"For the sake of career, I endured it!"
Liu Haizhong spat into the palm of his hand and continued to swing the hammer.
On the other side, Yi Zhonghai walked towards the courtyard full of thoughts.
After meeting Jia Dongxu last night, I felt like I didn’t have much time.
Unexpectedly, not long after that, I received the news that Jia Dongxu was dying.
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai's heart was tangled.
The relationship between master and disciple for many years, even if it is a stone, can cover up the heat after a long time, not to mention he really treats Jia Dongxu as his son.
Even if there is selfishness in it, his contribution is huge!
But now, Jia Dongxu is about to die. Not only is he sad, but he also feels pitiful for himself.
It's a pity that he has been planning for many years, but it all came to nothing.
It's hard to describe the feeling in my heart. Maybe it's so painful for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person.
Returning to the courtyard, many parents and children who stayed in the courtyard were watching around the courtyard. In Jia's house, Jia and Zhang's cries had not stopped since the morning.
"Lao Yi, go see Dongxu quickly."
Auntie stood guard at the door and hurried over when she saw Yi Zhonghai.
Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything more and rushed into the house with a quick stride.
The door of Jia's house was full of people. The second aunt, the third aunt, the old woman in the courtyard, the young daughter-in-law, and those who were at home all gathered to see what was going on.
In the room, Qin Huairu's eyes were red from crying, and Jia Zhang looked haggard. Although they knew that this day would come sooner or later, when it actually came, the two of them were still sad.
"Dongxu, Dongxu."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Yi Zhonghai shouted softly from the side, and Jia Dongxu, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
The thin cheeks, yellow hair, and a pair of slender eyes burst out with the last touch of color after seeing Yi Zhonghai.
"Master, you are here."
At this moment, Jia Dongxu spoke with great vigor, but it was his final reflection.
"Dongxu, I'm here! Don't worry, the master is here, you will be fine."
"Master, it's useless, I know my own business!"
"I've been waiting for you to say something like this."
"Master, I'm useless. I can't support you until you die."
As Jia Dongxu spoke, his breathing was rapid, as if he couldn't breathe.
Slowly raising his hand, Yi Zhonghai quickly stretched out his hand to hold it.
"Dongxu~"
"Master, it doesn't matter. We still have Banggan and Huairu. I'm leaving. They will still respect you."
"As soon as I leave, the old and young in this family, as well as the child in Huairu's belly, will be left to you."
"You and aunt are a little tired, please help to keep an eye on it. Thank you from me."
With a sad expression, Yi Zhonghai's eyes were moist, "Don't worry, the master is still here, so they won't be wronged."
"Well, disciple, I will be thinking about your kindness underground."
Jia Dongxu held Yi Zhonghai's hand firmly and looked at Jia Zhang again.
"Mom, my son is unfilial and I have to leave first. You have to take care of these children for me. When they grow up, I will rest in peace."
Mrs. Jia Zhang was crying, her hair sticking to her face.
Jia Dongxu looked at Bangge again, "Banggen, when you grow up, you must remember your father's words and protect your grandma, mother and sister!"
Then he faced Qin Huairu and said, "Huairu."
"Dongxu! You say it and I listen."
Qin Huairu came forward, but Jia Dongxu stared at her hard. Yi Zhonghai felt that Jia Dongxu's hands were trembling.
Jia Dongxu didn't speak, just looked at Qin Huairu's belly, "Huairu, I can't see this child anymore. After I leave, you should think about yourself. I don't blame you, but the child has to stay."
Qin Huairu's face turned pale from crying, and she kept shaking her head, "Dongxu, don't worry, if I don't leave, I will be a member of the Jia family whether I live or die."
Jia Dongxu shook his head. When he was about to die, everything became clear.
"What I am most proud of in my life is marrying you."
"But what I regret most is that I married you!"
"When I leave, I will harm you!"
Jia Dongxu said it with his last strength.
Whether it is Qin Huairu or Jia Zhang, Yi Zhonghai and Auntie are all sad.
Around the house, after hearing these last words, many people couldn't stand it and turned around to leave.
The most heartbreaking thing is separation, let alone separation between life and death?
When a person is about to die, his words are also good.
At this time, Jia Dongxu couldn't care anymore. If he didn't say anything, he would have no chance to speak.
After saying this, Jia Dongxu's chest suddenly shriveled up.
"Master, I'll leave Huairu's belly to you. Disciple, I'll repay you later!"
Before he finished speaking, Jia Dongxu's eyes turned gray and there was no trace of brilliance.
"Dongxu~~~"
"My son~~~"
"Dad~~~"
In the house, bursts of shouting rang out.
Outside the house, everyone was silent.
The passing of a life, no one can laugh in front of this heavy topic.
The Jia family was in mourning.
Jia Zhang lay on Jia Dongxu and cried loudly. The pain of a white-haired person sending a black-haired person made her feel like she had lost the whole world.
Qin Huairu reached out and held Jia Dongxu's finger, trying to wake Jia Dongxu up. Even if she just called her name softly, she felt a sense of concern in her heart.
Banggeng stood aside, looking at his father who refused to answer no matter how he shouted on the bed, his face a little panicked.
Xiao Dang was crying on the side. Although this father was always cruel to her and even though this father sometimes kicked her out, he could always give her some food when she was hungry at night.
Now, grandma told her that her father was gone and would never be seen again, and Xiaodang cried even more sadly.
Yi Zhonghai wiped away his tears and looked at Jia Dongxu's wide-open eyes, full of unwillingness.
The good years are great, and the children are complete, but they are not blessed to enjoy.
I won’t die with my eyes in peace, and I won’t be willing to leave!
He stretched out his hand to close Jia Dongxu's eyes and said silently in his heart, "Donxu, don't worry, I will do what you asked me to do."
"Huairu, Dongxu is gone, what should we do next?"
Qin Huairu wiped away her tears and said, "Master, we women don't understand these things."
"You are the elder Dongxu. I leave this matter to you and the two elders."
Yi Zhonghai nodded, turned around and arranged for people to go to the street to report and prepare things.
Nowadays, the country advocates frugality and doing things plainly. All those complicated etiquettes have been classified as feudal dross, saving people a lot of trouble.
But no matter how much we save, the dead are the most important, and burial in peace is still the mainstream in people's minds. The living still have to worry about the dead.
This kind of thing is rare in the courtyard, but it is not unheard of. There are traces to follow, and many people have begun to lend a hand and help if they can.
Yi Zhonghai took charge of the overall situation outside, asking the first aunt to pull the white cloth, and asked the second aunt to borrow a brazier from the alley. At the same time, he found someone to play and sing mournful music, and asked the third aunt to arrange the layout of the courtyard and the cleaning that should be done.
Don't let the guests come and say no.
Finally, he sent someone to find relatives of the Jia family and told them about Jia Dongxu so that they could make arrangements for the funeral.
As for the Jia Zhang family and Qin Huairu family, someone will naturally notify them.
The courtyard became lively, and the children who did not know the situation took it as a lively place, laughing and playing.
At Jia's house, Qin Huairu found Jia Dongxu's clothes, picked the most decent one, and put it on with Jia and Zhang.
Then there was the grooming and a lot of things to do.