The Grandmother in the Siheyuan

Chapter 43 Funeral
There was no movement that night. Yi Zhonghai was in a fierce ideological struggle. Judging from the current situation of the Jia family, the only person who could possibly live in the small room next to his own house could only be Jia Zhang.

What kind of person is Jia Zhang? She is a tough guy who has been on the cutting edge of a mountain of swords. Now that she is involved, the Yi family will never have a peaceful life from now on.

In the past, in order to hide his wealth, whenever he wanted to eat meat, he would buy some braised dishes and eat them secretly at home. But with Jia Zhang by his side, how could he hide it?

The half pound of braised meat he bought every time might not be enough for Jia Zhangshi to fill her stomach. Moreover, Yi Zhonghai knew that there was only a small amount of meat, and even if Jia Zhangshi ate it, she would still scold him for being stingy.

Yi Zhonghai was unwilling to do this typical thankless task, but Liu Hua's lengthy analysis stopped him. If he did not contribute his small house, he was afraid that the people in the yard would not be so obedient in the future.

If it was just the people in the yard, it would be fine. Jia Dongxu's reaction was what Yi Zhonghai cared about the most. If Jia Dongxu harbored resentment, his retirement life would be in jeopardy.

Isn't this a matter of life and death? Yi Zhonghai was lying on the bed, feeling very caught in a dilemma. He was obviously very sleepy and his biological clock was urging him to sleep, but his brain just wouldn't stop.

The next day, Yi Zhonghai stared at a pair of panda eyes, and no matter which neighbor saw him, he couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh.

When they arrived at the workshop, the director looked at Yi Zhonghai and sighed: "Master Yi, why don't we give you another day off today and go home to have a good rest."

"Need not."

The director shook his head. "No need? I can tell from your eyes that you haven't slept all night. We've been talking about safety education recently. You are not allowed to work tired. You are a level 8 worker and the backbone of our workshop. If something goes wrong with you, I can't handle it."

Yi Zhonghai also learned the safety education and kept it in mind. A person who is afraid of getting old must be afraid of death. Yi Zhonghai cherishes his life very much, and he learned it more firmly than anyone else in the workshop.

On the contrary, his beloved disciple Jia Dongxu learned everything in a mess. Relying on his youth and courage, he did not think that there was any danger that could threaten him.

Yi Zhonghai could only nod helplessly: "Director, I'll take half a day off. I'll go back and have a good rest and come back to work in the afternoon."

"I'll give you a day off. If you come in the afternoon, it will be counted as half a day."

When Yi Zhonghai was leaving, he passed by Jia Dongxu and said, "Dongxu, I didn't get enough rest yesterday. I'll go home and sleep for a while and come back in the afternoon. You should work hard and be safe."

Jia Dongxu nodded: "Master, you should go back and have a good rest. Also, when I was leaving, my mother asked when I could move into the small house next to your house?"

"I have to discuss this with your aunt."

When Yi Zhonghai went out today, he thought of a particularly good idea, so he smiled and said: "Master also has concerns. Your master's wife is in poor health and sleeps lightly at night. Your mother's snoring can be heard even if you stand in the middle of the yard. If she lives next to our house, it will affect her health."

But Yi Zhonghai did not refuse outright, but comforted her: "Don't worry, the master is definitely looking forward to your well-being. I will go back and persuade your master's wife."

Yi Zhonghai went back. While Jia Dongxu was working, he kept thinking whether his master could convince his master's wife. His master just said that his mother snored so loudly that he and Qin Huairu couldn't stand it.

If Jia Zhang could move out, the couple would be able to sleep more comfortably and do the things they love. It is said that more children mean more blessings. Without Jia Zhang as an obstacle, Jia Dongxu decided to have two more children in three years.

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. Sometimes when he was happy, he would forget everything else. When Jia Dongxu was loading the workpiece near noon, the fixture was not tightened. Nowadays, this kind of machine tool does not run very fast when it is turned on, and the vibration is relatively large. If you can hear it at the beginning, it is not a big deal to turn off the power in time.

But at this moment, Jia Dongxu was in such a good mood that he didn't notice the clanging sound of the workpiece at all, and missed the best time to save himself.

Just as Jia Dongxu was happily thinking about having lunch later and having a meat dish to enjoy a good feast, he asked Sha Zhu to scoop more.

There was a loud noise, and then Jia Dongxu's eyes went dark. Then, he knew nothing.

The people around were also startled, but they were still alert. They squatted down briefly and looked around after realizing that nothing was wrong.

Several people discovered that Jia Dongxu was lying in a pool of blood with a big hole in his head, and blood was pouring out like water.

One worker shouted, "Jia Dongxu is injured."

The workshop director rushed over from the office and was disappointed when he saw Jia Dongxu's appearance.

"Hurry up, carry him to the hospital." The director instructed the workers nearby: "Carry him out quickly, I will ask the factory to send a car."

When in the car, the person next to him noticed that Jia Dongxu's face was getting paler and paler, his exhalations were getting more, and his inhalations were getting less.

The car entered the hospital and the doctors pushed Jia Dongxu into the operating room on a flatbed. Less than ten minutes later, the doctor came out and shook his head at the owner who came with the car.

"We sent him here too late. He died within five minutes of being on the operating table."

The director sighed. Who knew how miserable he felt?

Ever since Li Huaide promoted safety education, the factory has given their workshop directors strict regulations, requiring that the excellent workshops every year must strictly control work-related accidents. This year, one person was killed in their workshop, and they probably won't be able to hold their heads up for three years.

When Jia Dongxu was sent to the hospital, the person sent by the workshop director in advance also came to the courtyard and started shouting as soon as he entered the door.

"Master Yi, Master Yi."

Jia Zhang was sitting at the door of her house sewing shoe soles. Seeing the workers shouting and yelling, she even grumbled, "How rude! Who are you shouting at? You are not the best way to announce a death."

Yi Zhonghai was awakened from his sleep by the shouting. He was originally unable to sleep as Jia Dongxu's last words had greatly shocked him. However, as soon as he touched the bed, he felt sleepy again and slept until he was woken up.

Wearing his clothes, Yi Zhonghai opened the door and asked when he saw the person coming: "Ma Liu, what are you yelling about? What's the matter? Is there an important task in the workshop? Is the director calling me back?"

The worker named Ma Liu shook his head and said, "Master Yi, you should go to the hospital immediately. Something has happened. Jia Dongxu's head was smashed by the workpiece, leaving a big hole. The director asked me to inform you, Master Yi, which family is Jia Dongxu's?"

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