Chapter 39 Jia Dongxuyang's life is exhausted, Qin Huairu spring is coming
The Chinese New Year holiday always goes by very quickly, and in a blink of an eye it’s the seventh day of the first lunar month.
This year most units have decided to officially start construction tomorrow.
Lin Zhen has already taken his wife and children to visit Aunt Liu, and Lou Xiao'e can officially go to work tomorrow.
Some positions in the steel rolling mill have already been opened.
Lin Zhen has also been to the factory several times.
Just when everyone is getting ready to work hard for a year.
Jia Dongxu was pushed to the emergency room of the hospital by Shazhu.
The distortion in his mind made him increasingly suspicious. He was already paralyzed in bed and unable to recuperate. During the New Year, his physical condition deteriorated day by day.
But Qin Huairu seemed numb, no matter how scolded by her husband, she would not speak back.
Jia Zhang knew that her son was depressed because he was paralyzed in bed, but she had nothing to do. Jia Dongxu refused to listen to his advice.
I couldn't eat or drink for several days in a row, and I was angry with myself.
Finally, on the seventh day of the Lunar New Year, my condition worsened.
The injury was not healed in the first place, but this time the old injury was compounded by the mental illness, and he directly entered a critical state.
Today happens to be the last day of holiday for the entire hospital, and there are people in every household.
So everyone came to help.
Mrs. Jia Zhang sat on the ground, holding her ankles and crying, while an aunt stood beside her to comfort her.
With tears in her eyes, Qin Huairu followed everyone to the hospital with Sophora japonica in her arms.
If I were to say the most anxious person, it would have to be Si Zhu, who was pushing the cart so fast that it almost flew up.
What was quite unusual was the first uncle. Although his expression was solemn and sad, he followed everyone to the hospital in a leisurely manner.
Lin Zhen couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
It seems that Jia Dongxu's strength has been exhausted. Even his wife and master have given up protecting him, and his mentality has become natural. Who can hold him back?
Based on his mother Jia Zhang?
The Jia and Zhang family were stingy and mean throughout their lives, but they did not have the blessings to benefit their descendants.
If Jia Dongxu could wake up to his shortcomings as a human being after being injured at work, and not get into trouble, or become mentally distorted, he might still be able to live for a few more years.
If you continue to be cautious in your words and deeds, change your past harshness, become humble and kind, and live in harmony with your neighbors, it is not impossible to say that miracles will happen.
After all, there lives in the courtyard a traveler from the heavens with a system.
But if that were the case, he would no longer be Jia Dongxu.
He has inherited his mother Jia Zhang's meanness and narrow-mindedness since childhood, and it became even worse after encountering disasters.
In the end, he drove his wife to numbness and burned out the last bit of his life.
The hospital conducted rescue operations for several hours, but finally ended in Jia Dongxu's death.
Qin Huairu really cried bitterly this time. It was more like she was saying goodbye to the past and crying about her past life.
In her mind, her husband died a few days ago.
People in the courtyard came to offer condolences, and Lin Zhen also knelt down and advised: "Be patient and accept the change. Look forward, your life has just begun."
Qin Huairu wiped her tears and glanced at Lin Zhen, Sha Zhu and Xu Damao.
"You are right. There are still three children and an old man. I can't fall down. I have to worry about the funeral affairs of the three uncles, Shazhu, Damao, Lin Zhen and Dongxu."
Yi Zhonghai said: "Don't worry, there is no man in your family, all these things are left to us."
Liu Haizhong immediately began to make arrangements, "Xu Damao and Sha Zhu started organizing funeral supplies, Lin Zhen went to report to the factory leaders, Lao Yan was responsible for writing elegiac couplets and keeping accounts, and Lao Yi contacted the funeral home and Qin Huairu's natal family."
The second uncle took the opportunity to issue orders and became addicted to officialdom.
At this time, everyone no longer shared his understanding and immediately began to act separately.
After Lin Zhen told the factory leaders about Jia Dongxu's death, the factory immediately approved another pension, and Deputy Factory Director Li was specially responsible for condolences.
After nearly a week of busy work, the courtyard gradually returned to its usual rhythm.
After Jia Dongxu's death, Jia Zhang's attitude towards Qin Huairu changed dramatically.
From the evil mother-in-law who scolded her every day, she now has a mother-daughter atmosphere.
I know how to ask Qin Huairu's opinion when it comes to big or small things, and I also know how to help with cooking.
But one thing that should be taken more seriously is the relationship between Qin Huairu and the people in the courtyard.
Now in the entire courtyard, only Shazhu can enter the Jia family's door, not to mention Lin Zhen, not even Yan Jiefang and Liu Guangtian.
But these people won’t go if they have nothing to do.
Although Qin Huairu is a pretty widow in her twenties, there is an evil mother-in-law sitting at the door that no one wants to mess with.
Yi Zhonghai gave him a few more stick noodles, but was scolded by Jia Zhang.
"You won't let Aunt Yi come when you deliver something. You, a father-in-law, want to steal it, bah! Don't think my old lady is blind!"
Yi Zhonghai's face turned red after being scolded, and he did not dare to look into Jia's house from then on.
Liu Haizhong wanted to take the opportunity to establish his prestige in the courtyard, so as to suppress the arrogance of the first uncle Yi Zhonghai and Lin Zhen.
He took the initiative to take care of the Jia family. In addition to letting the second aunt often deliver things to the Jia family, he also took all the matters of Qin Huairu's work at the steel rolling mill on himself.
It seems that he is about to become the first uncle in the courtyard.
After work that day, I took the form given by the workshop director and went directly to Jia's house.
"Huairu, hurry up, fill out this form. The factory has decided to increase your monthly living allowance until Sophora japonica is ten months old. You will also have an extra hour of rest at noon after work than others to free up your allowance.
Time to come out and feed the kids.”
Qin Huairu was feeding the Sophora japonica flowers. When she heard about it, she ran out of the back room with joy.
"Second uncle, is this true?"
Liu Haizhong smiled and said: "Of course, you can't let the unweaned Sophora japonica be thrown away at home. I applied specifically for you."
Qin Huairu didn't care whether Liu Haizhong was telling the truth or bragging about the purchase. Anyway, it was a good thing. She smiled happily and said: "Thank you, Uncle Second, you are really a good leader in the hospital!"
Liu Haizhong liked hearing this sentence and said with a smile: "It's okay, this is what the second uncle should do."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mrs. Jia Zhang came in from outside with a drooped face.
She had just returned from the hut, and she heard her daughter-in-law and Liu Haizhong talking and joking in the room from a distance.
As soon as she entered the door, she found Qin Huairu holding little Sophora japonica, but the buttons in her arms had not been buttoned yet.
Liu Haizhong was happily joking in front of Qin Huairu.
A burst of anger instantly burned in Jia Zhang's heart.
Snapped!
The slap could be heard in the front and back yards.
"Ouch! Old sister-in-law! You! Why did you hit me?"
"I'm beating you for being such a crooked old man! My daughter-in-law is undressing and feeding her child. Why did you, an old man, come into the house? You don't have good intentions!"
"Oops!!! I sent the registration form to Huairu, you, you, you! Why are you so indiscriminate!"
"Bah! You're just here to knock on the widow's door. There are two widows in this house. Tell me, who are you looking for? Are you looking for me? Come here!"
"Oh! My old face!"
Liu Haizhong couldn't stay any longer and ran back to the backyard with a red face and lowered his head.
These shouts made everyone in the courtyard come out.
Lou Xiao'e frowned and said, "What are Aunt Jia saying? It's so arrogant."
Lin Zhen chuckled and said: "Old Liu is eager to be an official. Now it's good. He was just a little more influential than Uncle Yi, but he was scolded by Jia Zhang's words!"
Yi Zhonghai from the Central Court smiled coldly in the room, "Old Liu, you are asking for trouble."