Chapter 47 Loading Jia Dongxu into the car

Chapter 47 Loading Jia Dongxu into the car

Speaking of feudal superstition, it is indeed a target of official crackdown.

Why attack?

Because everyone believes it.

Even staunch materialists who do not believe in anything at all will keep a distance from feudal superstitions.

Is it feudal superstition that Jia Zhang asked Lao Jia to work for her?

Of course!

But no one had ever taken Jia Zhang seriously before.

Now that Chen Jianye has clearly pointed this out, this matter is indeed a big deal.

"Sister-in-law Jia, please stop howling."

Yi Zhonghai's face changed drastically and he quickly scolded.

"I'm howling. I lost my son, so what else can I do?"

Jia Zhang was lying on the ground, wriggling like a fat maggot.

"You can howl all you want, but don't indulge in feudal superstition. It will spread and bring shame to our compound."

Yi Zhonghai gave a serious warning.

"My Dongxu."

Jia Zhang was lying on the ground, covering her face with her hands, crying loudly.

Instead, he stopped talking about Lao Jia and let him drag the man away.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Chen Jianye: "Jianye, I'll take you back."

He already regretted it in his heart.

If I had known that Chen Jianye was so capable of causing trouble, I should not have let Chen Jianye come to help.

Just stay quietly in Chen's house.

"No need to send me off, I can walk on my own."

Chen Jianye turned and left.

Yi Zhonghai followed him and said, "Jianye, you don't have to participate in Jia Dongxu's funeral. Just study hard at home."

"Uncle, is this appropriate?"

Chen Jianye asked with a smile.

"You are the only one in your family and you can't get away. I believe the Jia family can understand."

Yi Zhonghai is very knowledgeable and sensible.

"Well, I won't participate."

"Uncle, explain to everyone, it's not that I'm stingy and don't want to help, it's you who won't let me participate."

Chen Jianye said sincerely.

"Yes, I arranged it all."

Yi Zhonghai nodded.

He thought to himself that if he continued to let you participate, the Jia family would be in chaos because of you.

Chen Jianye went into the house and continued cooking.

Yi Zhonghai returned to the crowd.

"Uncle, why didn't you let me do it just now? This kid is too arrogant. He doesn't take you seriously at all."

Sha Zhu said angrily.

"If I let you beat him up, are you willing to go to jail?"

Yi Zhonghai asked unhappily.

Sha Zhu shook his head repeatedly.

"Then do you have money to pay?"

Yi Zhonghai asked again.

Sha Zhu continued to shake his head.

"That's it. You have nothing. I will have to cover for you when the time comes."

"Did the wind blow my money?"

Yi Zhonghai said speechlessly.

"Of course not. You earn your money yourself."

Sha Zhu smiled apologetically.

Yi Zhonghai stopped talking and discussed the funeral of Jia Dongxu with Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui.

I guess we can’t do it on a grand scale anymore.

The head of the Jia family died. If Jia Zhang was asked to spend money to hold a grand funeral, it would definitely be a stimulus to her.

Just do it simply and make it look good.

After things were finalized, everyone went home for dinner.

Jia Zhang sat on the ground, staring at the corpse, tears streaming down her face.

Sometimes crying loudly, sometimes mumbling to himself.

When she was tired, she lay down on the bluestone slab.

Qin Huairu called out to Jia Zhangshi to go back to her room and rest, but she pretended not to hear and ignored her.

The next morning, Jia Zhang was still lying on the bluestone slab.

"Sister-in-law Jia, wake up. We have to arrange a funeral for your Dongxu today."

An old lady who was emptying the chamber pot came forward and pushed Jia Zhang.

"Ah! Hiss!"

Jia Zhang woke up in shock, and when she saw the corpse in front of her, a feeling of sadness surged in her heart.

Then she felt aches all over her body.

I slept on the floor for a night and my whole body was in pain.

"Sister-in-law of the Jia family, the dead cannot be resurrected, so people should look forward."

The old sister-in-law said something to comfort him and went to the public toilet in the backyard to empty the chamber pot.

Jia Zhang looked at Jia Dongxu's body and stood up, suppressing her physical discomfort.

"Grandma, go home and have some rest."

Banggeng walked out of Jia's house and said in a low voice.

Qin Huairu followed Banggeng.

After Jia Dongxu was crushed, Bang Geng took a look and was so scared that he couldn't eat. He could only fall asleep in Qin Huairu's arms at night.

"Mom, go home and rest for a while."

Qin Huairu followed up.

"It's not over yet. My son's death cannot be in vain."

Jia Zhang brushed off the dust on her body, and her eyes were filled with fighting spirit again.

She still has important things to do.

"Mom, what are you going to do?"

Qin Huairu was puzzled.

"You and Banggeng Dingdang have breakfast, and come with me later. I'm going to take Dongxu to the steel mill to ask for compensation."

Jia Zhang spoke in a low voice.

"Ah? Can't we just let Master bring back Dongxu's compensation?"

Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat.

Dragging Jia Dongxu's body to the steel rolling mill to collect compensation, what kind of operation is this?

"Do you believe Yi Zhonghai? I don't."

Regardless of Qin Huairu's attitude, Jia Zhang went to the front yard to find Lao Ding.

She wants to borrow Lao Ding's cart.

"Sister-in-law Jia, I need to work, how can I lend you the cart?"

After Jia Zhang explained her purpose, Old Ding looked embarrassed.

The cart carries not only livelihood, but also food, clothing and daily necessities for the whole family.

"Go to Yi Zhonghai and get one dollar, and tell him I said that."

"Today, you follow me and help me with things."

Jia Zhang said with a cold face.

"Okay, I'll leave the cart at the door for you."

When Lao Ding heard this, he agreed immediately.

One dollar is not a small amount. It's cost-effective to borrow the cart for a day.

"Please leave the cart at the door first and come to my door later."

Jia Zhang ordered.

Back in the central courtyard, Jia Zhang knocked on Sha Zhu's door again.

"What are you doing, Aunt Jia?"

Sha Zhu's eyes were sleepy and he looked like he hadn't woken up yet.

"Come to my door. I need your help with something."

Jia Zhang said with a cold face.

"I'll help you if you want, it's like I owe you money."

After Jia Zhang left, Sha Zhu muttered something.

Jia Zhang found two strong men in the courtyard.

Something big happened to the Jia family, and everyone thought that Jia Zhang was asking them for help to arrange the Jia family's funeral, so naturally they would not refuse.

After a while, Lao Ding came back and went to Yi Zhonghai's house, knocked on the door and explained his purpose.

"Mrs. Jia Zhang asked you to ask me for one dollar. Why?"

“I didn’t promise her either.”

Yi Zhonghai looked confused.

"what?"

Old Ding was also dumbfounded and looked at Jia Zhang who lived across the street.

The meaning seemed to be, Sister-in-law of the Jia family, you are teasing me.

"Yi Zhonghai, Jia Dongxu was your disciple. Now that he's gone, what can you do by giving him one dollar?"

Jia Zhang's words are eloquent.

"One dollar is not a problem. What are you doing with so many people so early in the morning? You should talk to me first to figure out what to do."

Yi Zhonghai

"There's nothing to discuss. I have an idea."

Jia Zhang said impatiently.

"Well, if you have an idea, come up with it yourself."

Yi Zhonghai smiled bitterly, took out a dollar from his pocket and handed it to Lao Ding.

"Come on, lift Dongxu up and put him on the cart outside."

Jia Zhang ordered.

Several strong men from the compound worked together to grab Jia Dongxu's hands and feet through the cloth and lift him up.

Dragged out the door.

"Mrs. Jia, do you want to bury Dongxu directly?"

"Not so good."

Yi Zhonghai said quickly.

"Don't worry about it."

Jia Zhang's attitude was very cold.

Yi Zhonghai just thought that Jia Zhang's son had died, and he was in a bad mood and didn't bother to care about it.

I had no choice but to follow him to the gate.

"Let's go to the steel mill."

After Jia Dongxu got in the car, Jia Zhang gave instructions.

Lao Ding held the handrail of the cart.

"Wait, where are you going?"

Yi Zhonghai shuddered.

"Go to the steel mill and ask the leader for the pension for my Dongxu!"

"My Dongxu died in the steel mill. There must be an explanation."

Jia Zhang said loudly.

Yi Zhonghai was numb.

Looking at Jia Zhang's furious state, it was obvious that she didn't intend to receive the pension properly.