Siheyuan: The Villain's Cool Life

"It's okay, I just need to save a mouthful."

"I'm leaving." Jia Dongxu went to the outer room and drank two sips of cold water. He looked at his mother who looked like a dead pig, sighed, and walked out of the house with the net bag.

"Be careful on the road." Qin Huairu whispered from behind.

Jia Dongxu looked back at Qin Huairu, smiled, lifted the curtain and walked out of the house.

Jia Zhang muttered a few curse words.

Qin Huairu was used to it. If Jia Zhang got angry, she would even curse herself, not to mention her son.

"Dongxu, didn't you buy any food?"

"Master, where can I get food? The food coupons have risen to 2 yuan per catty, and this is the lowest. There are also people who want 5 yuan. Oh."

"Dongxu, how about... you talk to Shazhu?"

"Master, let's not talk about this." When Jia Dongxu heard this, his face darkened.

When he thought of Sha Zhu, he thought of Shen He.

If he hadn't been making such a fuss about forming cliques and such, Sha Zhu could at least have given their family 15 kilograms of corn flour every month, plus the lunch box he brought, with these, the Jia family wouldn't have fallen into this state.

Even if you have money now, you don’t have the channels to get food, let alone someone like Jia Dongxu who has no money.

It had been a long time since he had gone with those guys to steal scrap parts.

What's the point of selling it and getting the money? Apart from the risks, the key point is that he has no use for the money.

Even if you have money, you can’t buy food.

"Dongxu, it will be fine. Just hold on. I'll try to talk to Zhuzi and get some food for your family first." Yi Zhonghai's mind was also in a mess.

This was completely different from what he thought.

As for asking him to give money and food to the Jia family?

No, he would rather eat it himself, or save up a bag of cornmeal or take it out to exchange for white flour when he needs food.

His reason was that his wife had a bad stomach and could only eat fine grains.

Therefore, their family only eats steamed buns or cornbread made of fine corn flour and white flour.

After arriving at the steel rolling mill, we signed in with the office staff at the workshop entrance and then went to our respective posts.

A new day of work began.

After working all morning, Jia Dongxu persisted until noon with dizzy eyes.

It seemed like there was really no way back, so I propped myself up and made it to the cafeteria.

One boiled cabbage and three multi-grain steamed buns.

There isn't much money in the steel mill kitchen these days.

But if you look closely at the boiled cabbage, you can still see some oil.

I ate all the food in a hurry.

Even the cabbage soup was poured into his mouth without leaving a drop.

Jia Dongxu felt better.

Then he dragged his heavy steps back to the workshop.

I also found a place to take a nap.

But I felt like I hadn't fallen asleep yet when someone pushed me awake.

It turned out to be time for work.

boom……

In the noisy locksmith workshop, at this moment, a loud sound of metal collision occurred somewhere.

Bang... Yi Zhonghai turned around and dropped the tools in his hand to the ground, yelling "Dongxu..."

Chapter 132 Becoming a Demon

"My son... Dongxu..."

"Dongxu..."

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Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu were taken to the hospital morgue, where they saw Jia Dongxu, whose chest had a large dent.

When Jia Dongxu stuck the blank into the groove, it was already tightened, but he ignored the soft state of his whole body.

It was just his illusion that it was tightened.

As soon as the machine is turned on, the blank flies out...

(Fixer work: drilling machines, lathes, milling machines, grinders, planers, boring machines, grinding machines, etc.)

As a result, the blank hit Jia Dongxu's chest.

Jia Dongxu’s thought was that he could finally get some sleep.

Someone from the factory's infirmary came to check on the man and found he was already dead. The flying parts had hit his chest directly, causing his internal organs to rupture. Of course he was dead.

Yi Zhonghai was the saddest person among the group. As to whether he was really sad or not, only he himself knew.

The next day, Li Huaide, the director and deputy director of the steel rolling mill, came to the Jia family to express his condolences on behalf of the steel rolling mill. As soon as he entered the door, he was almost hugged by Jia Zhang.

Jia Zhang was crying, making a fuss, and rolling around on the ground.

It has to be said that the power of this old hag is not to be underestimated. Even Li Huaide couldn't stand it. The final result of the negotiation was to give the highest possible compensation amount, reserve the work position for the Jia family, and have someone from the Jia family take over the job.

Although the appraisal result showed that Jia Dongxu's operation error was the cause, the factory still gave him a work-related death pension, but Li Huaide did not dare to say this.

After calculation, it is Jia Dongxu's salary for 15 months of his position (the pension for 18 months needs to be assessed to confirm that it is not caused by himself). Jia Dongxu is a second-level fitter, earning 38.6 yuan a month, which means 15 yuan in 579 months.

Considering the two children and unborn child of the Jia family, a one-time support allowance of 200 yuan was given.

Jia Zhangshi and Yi Zhonghai then conspired to have Qin Huairu take over the job.

But Qin Huairu can't go to work with such a big belly. She can start working first and then go back after giving birth.

Qin Huairu can get her salary even if she doesn't go to work.

But the salary is 18.5 yuan.

When she starts working, it will be 27.5 yuan a month.

Li Huaide directly cancelled Qin Huairu's three-year apprenticeship and directly took over the job and was paid as a regular employee.

If you are an apprentice, the salary is 18.5 yuan in the first year, 20.5 yuan in the second year, 22.5 yuan in the third year, and you will be considered a formal employee in the fourth year, which is 27.5 yuan per month.

Once you pass the exam and get a work grade, you will be paid according to your grade.

The first-level worker earns 33 yuan, the second-level worker earns 38.5 yuan, the third-level worker earns 45.2 yuan, and the eighth-level worker earns 99 yuan.

Yi Zhonghai also felt that the benefits were enough. If Jia Zhang offended the leader, he could find a reason to fire Qin Huairu. Then, he could tell the street to drive the Jia family back to the countryside. It would only take Li Huaide a word to do that.

After finishing his work, Li Huaide breathed a sigh of relief, expressed his condolences to the family, and turned around and left with his men.

Damn, whoever stays here will feel uncomfortable. Next time such a good thing comes up, we have to let Yang Shengli try. Li Huaide got in the car, with very unhappy thoughts churning in his mind.

As soon as Li Huaide left, Jia Zhang drove Yi Zhonghai out of the house.

They say that the whole family of an orphan and a widow is made up of women, so Yi Zhonghai is not afraid of having no descendants if he comes in.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he almost fainted.

Just walk away. Anyone who wants to meddle in the Jia family's affairs is a fucking dog.

Jia Zhang has stopped crying.

I pulled the bags that Li Huaide was carrying and looked at them. There was a small bag of about 10 kilograms of white flour, 10 kilograms of rice, and a bag of about 50 kilograms, which was actually cornmeal.

In one net bag were two canned meats, two canned oranges, one pack of snacks, and another pack of brown sugar.

Well, it can be seen that Li Huaide is extremely generous.

Jia Zhang seemed to have thought of something?

When he got to Qin Huairu, he snatched the more than 700 yuan in her pocket.

"Qin Huairu, let me tell you, this is my son's life-saving money, you can't touch a single cent of it."

After saying that, he took the money and lay down on the bed.

"Mom, there are expenses at home."

Jia Zhang lay on the bed and did not move no matter what Qin Huairu said.

The man died, and the last son he left also died.

This money belongs to his son, and no one can touch it except her.

Jia Zhang suddenly thought of something. She had no son, but she had a grandson.

He sat up from the bed and muttered, "Where's the good guy? My good grandson is doing the good guy."

"Mom, I sent Banggeng to school, and left Xiaodang at Master Yi's house."

"Then what are you still standing there for? Go and cook."

"But..." Qin Huairu wanted to say something, but she sighed and went to the kitchen with her things.

She was also hungry, so no matter what she said, she had to eat her fill first.

As for Jia Dongxu's funeral, we can only wait until Master Yi comes back.

At the steel mill.

The factory also took the matter seriously because Jia Dongxu lost his life due to his operational error.

Safety training was given to all workers in the factory, and the key point was that no more deaths were allowed.

No matter who comes, they can only say that it was a work-related accident due to operational error, and cannot say that the workers were not full or had no strength.

Li Huaide, who had just returned to the steel mill, once again witnessed Yang Shengli's sinister intentions.

It just so happens that Li Huaide is also in charge of logistics.