The Courtyard House: He Yuzhu, Who Defied Fate

He Yuzhu finished making the blueprints for the experimental base, and then put them aside.

Then he could design his first self-developed aircraft.

It's important to understand that foreign aircraft technology is already quite advanced, while our own country's aircraft are still mostly purchased from other countries and modified by ourselves.

Although they look like aircraft from our own country, their core components are outdated products from other countries.

Therefore, He Yuzhu is now designing highly advanced aircraft and fighter jets for the future.

The next day, He Yuzhu handed the blueprints to Gu Zhiqi and then began designing his own airplane.

It's important to understand that aircraft design involves more parts and requires greater safety features.

Time flies, and autumn has arrived.

That day, He Yuzhu had just returned when he saw He Daqing, Song Ziyu, and He Yuqing had all arrived.

He Yuzhu looked at He Daqing, then asked He Daqing:

"Dad, why are you here? What happened?"

He Daqing nodded:

"That's right, Jia Dongxu is gone?"

Chapter 152: The Horse Herding Picture Worth Hundreds of Millions

He Yuzhu frowned upon hearing He Daqing's words. What did he mean by "there's nothing wrong with that" and "Jia Dongxu is gone"?

Gone!

I rub!

Is Jia Dongxu out of the picture?

"Dad, you said Jia Dongxu... he's... gone?"

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, He Daqing nodded:

"That's right, that's what I mean. Jia Dongxu is gone. I heard about it in the cafeteria."

It seems they were accidentally pulled into the machine; when they came out, they were barely recognizable as human!

He Yuzhu was taken aback, then said:

"You mean we should go take a look!"

He Daqing sighed and said:

"Hey, Jia Dongxu in the compound is actually a decent person. He's a good person and he's good at dealing with people."

I figured, since we're neighbors after all, we should go and take a look.

After all, when a person dies, the lights go out; we should at least see him off on his final journey.

From now on, there won't be any good people left in that compound!

Upon hearing He Daqing's words, He Yuzhu was surprised that Jia Dongxu would not appear at this time.

But thinking about it, it's easy to guess what happened. It's probably Jia Zhangshi's fault for not getting enough to eat.

I saw it last time; Jia Dongxu is never satisfied and will get into trouble sooner or later.

I never expected that something like this would actually happen.

He Yuzhu asked:

How did the steel rolling mill handle it?

He Daqing said:

"What else can be done? It's a work-related death. The compensation is 12 months' salary plus a work station."

As for who goes, that's up to the Jia family to decide.

Before Jia Dongxu died, he was a level three worker, earning 45.2 yuan a month, or 542.4 yuan a year.

This is compensation. As for the funeral expenses, it seems they gave a few dozen yuan, but it was all very chaotic and I didn't pay attention.

However, we should go and offer incense and a gift!

Hearing He Daqing's words, He Yuzhu nodded:

"Okay, that's fine. By the way, Aunt Song and Qingqing are still too young, so they shouldn't go. Just the two of us will go!"

By the way, how much do you charge for a "touching" gift?

He Daqing thought for a moment, then said:

"I'll pay five, you pay ten?"

He Yuzhu nodded:

"Okay, anyway, this gift is quite generous for a courtyard house. Besides, we've already moved out, so even if we don't go, they can't say anything."

"Come on, I'll take you there!"

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, He Daqing echoed Song Ziyu's words:

"Wife, you stay here. I'll come back to get you and the children!"

Song Ziyu nodded, and He Yuzhu drove He Daqing to the courtyard house.

Upon arriving at the courtyard house, the two had just gotten out of the car when they heard Jia Zhangshi wailing in the courtyard.

"My son, how could you be so heartless, leaving us, a widow and her child, behind like this!"

"My son..."

……

He Yuzhu frowned slightly, then stepped into the courtyard, where many people were gathered.

Everyone was quite surprised to see He Yuzhu and He Daqing return. After what happened at the small canteen last time, everyone thought that He Daqing and his son wouldn't come.

I didn't expect the father and son to come.

Upon seeing the father and son approaching, Yan Bugui said:

"Da Qing, Zhu Zi, you've come too?"

He Yuzhu said:

"Brother Jia is a good man. I heard about what happened to him, so I came back to see him off!"

Others heard He Yuzhu's words, everyone in the compound heard them, and they began to discuss it amongst themselves;

"He Daqing and his son are quite kind and righteous!"

"Yes, they've all moved out. But after hearing about this, they came over late at night!"

"That's right, the Jia family and Uncle Yi's family are always talking badly about others!"

……

He Yu ignored what these people were saying and went into the courtyard, where she saw Yi Zhonghai sitting there looking lost and dejected.

Lost in thought, Qin Huairu, heavily pregnant, held Xiao Dang in her arms, silently shedding tears.

Jia Zhangshi sat on the ground, pounding the ground and wailing.

Jia Dongxu placed it at the door, covered with a white curtain.

He Yuzhu frowned, then said:

"Second Uncle, First Uncle is overwhelmed with grief. Jia Zhangshi only knows how to wail and mourn. Jia's sister-in-law is also pregnant."

"If you're not going to step up and take charge of this, at least you should get the funeral hall set up!"

Upon hearing He Yuzhu's words, Yan Bugui said:

"Zhu Zi, setting up a mourning hall is allowed, but large-scale funerals are prohibited now! So nobody knows what to do?"

He Yuzhu said:

"Then let's keep things simple. First, set up the mourning hall, and then arrange for the guards to keep vigil."

It'll be just for one night. Tomorrow it will be cremated and buried.

Haven't the compensation agreements with the steel rolling mills already been finalized?

After handling Brother Jia's funeral arrangements, the living still have to live their lives.

"The steel rolling mill has allocated a replacement position; should it be filled by Jia Zhangshi or Jia's sister-in-law?"

Hearing He Yuzhu's words, the entire compound seemed to have found a pillar of support.

Liu Haizhong stepped forward and addressed the people in the compound:

"Xu Damao, Liu Guangqi, Guangtian, Jie Cheng, please help us set up the mourning hall."

Light the everlasting lamp, and if anyone has white cloth, take it out and use it first. Also, make a mourning outfit for Banggeng.

Dongxu only has one son. Even if he can't go out to carry the mourning banner, he should still wear mourning clothes!

After hearing Liu Haizhong's words, no one in the compound said anything.