Siheyuan: Starting from the promotion of an engineer

Chapter 259
He Yushui sent the deaf old lady back to the backyard, and Yuhua's mother was watching Fei Biao.

Now Shazhu is squatting in the detention center, and a house is vacant in the yard.

The deaf old lady occupied Shazhu's house, so Liu Yuhua took his mother over and lived in the deaf old lady's house with him.

Usually when Liu Yuhua went to work, Yuhua's mother and the deaf old lady watched He Feibiao.

"Yu Shui, what did you go to the sub-district office to help investigate?" Seeing He Yu Shui coming back slightly angry, Yuhua's mother asked curiously.

"It's okay, auntie, I'm going to work."

Yuhua's mother wanted to ask, but the deaf old lady gave her a pull to signal her to mind her own business.

Now the deaf old lady fully understands that if she wants to live well in the courtyard, she has to pretend to be confused and ignore everything.

He Yushui came to Yi Zhonghai's door.

Seeing Aunt Yi sitting in the room with a sad face, I feel a little sorry.

Originally, I wanted to give Yi Zhonghai a hard time, but now I think about how difficult it is for Aunt Yi.

Although Yi Zhonghai was scheming, Aunt Yi never did it.

"Yu Shui, are you coming to see your uncle?" Aunt Yi was a little worried when she saw He Yushui approaching angrily.

He Yushui thought for a while, sighed, and said to Yi Zhonghai who was lying on the hospital bed: "Director Zhao from the street office held a meeting with the people in the courtyard just now. What you reported is not true, and no one believes it. Director Zhao Said that if you want to arrest my dad, you have to go to the investigation meeting in person to provide evidence."

Aunt Yi said in a daze, "Yu Shui, what are you talking about?"

He Yushui said indifferently: "Aunt Yi, I don't know if you voted for the letter or someone else. Anyway, the matter is over. I'm not angry, but I just want to say that his efforts may be in vain."

After He Yushui finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Aunt Yi who was at a loss.

"Old Yi, wake up, what did the rain say just now?"

Yi Zhonghai slowly opened his eyes and wanted to shake his head, but he had no strength left.

He Yushui's words just now were urging, making him numb all over and dizzy.

He thought Director Zhao had a meeting and directly showed the anonymous report letter to the people in the courtyard.

He thought the street office directly told him about his anonymous report on He Daqing.

If that's the case, wouldn't the street office be eager to die?What face do I have to live?

"You...you...don't ask...I'll sleep..."

Aunt Yi couldn't ask why, so she had to cover him with a quilt and close the door.

I am going to ask the deaf old lady in the backyard, after all, the deaf old lady also went to the street to do it just now.

As a result, when I went to the backyard to ask, the deaf old lady didn't mention the investigation of the street office at all.

Instead, leave Aunt Yi to chat.

"His aunt, Zhong Hai is asleep, so don't come in and disturb him, just sit by the stove and have a conversation. You've lost weight these days."

Yuhua's mother also said: "Yes, sister-in-law, you see that the sky has changed suddenly, sit by the stove, it's warm."

Aunt Yi wanted to go back and look at Yi Zhonghai, but after thinking about it, Yi Zhonghai had already fallen asleep, let him sleep for a while, and don't disturb him by opening and closing the door back and forth.

The deaf old lady, Yuhua's mother, and Yi Dama looked at He Feibiao and chatted while warming themselves by the fire.

After a while, Aunt Er and Aunt Qi also came.

Everyone enlightened Aunt Yi, she was a good person, the people in the courtyard knew about her, and they didn't regard her as Yi Zhonghai.

This moved Aunt Yi very much, and she chatted until noon without knowing it.

There was a drizzle of sleet in the sky, and the wind was as cold as a knife, and it hurt people's faces when they were scraped.

After returning home, Yi Zhonghai was still sleeping.

Aunt Yi made lunch first, and when it was brought to the bed, Yi Zhonghai slightly opened his eyes.

"I'm not hungry, you can eat, I'll sleep later."

Aunt Yi said distressedly: "Old Yi, why don't you go to bed after drinking the medicine later?"

Yi Zhonghai said: "Don't let me drink the bitter medicine soup anymore, I know what's going on with me, what about Fengxia, can you come back today?"

"It will be ten o'clock in the evening at the earliest, then you go to bed first, and call me when you are hungry, I will not go out in the afternoon."

Yi Zhonghai closed his eyes and stopped talking, and fell asleep in a blink of an eye.

In the afternoon, it was frighteningly cold.

The northwest wind rang like a whistle in the courtyard. To Yi Zhonghai, it was the sound of death.

Due to the cloudy sky, it was already dark when I got off work after five o'clock.

After Qin Huairu returned to the courtyard, she didn't go to Yi Zhonghai's house first, so she wouldn't really care about Yi Zhonghai's condition.

Instead, I cooked with my mother-in-law, and called Aunt Yi over.

On the surface, they wanted to not leave Aunt Yi behind, and asked her to eat at home, but in fact, they didn't want to go to Donghu to serve Yi Zhonghai.

It was too cold in the courtyard, no family went out to visit at night, and stayed at home after dinner.

Lin Zhen dismantled the old bicycle in the house, and planned to go to the garage to buy a front wheel tomorrow, and quickly remodeled the three-wheeled pedals.

Lou Xiaoe saw his enthusiasm for dismantling, and couldn't help asking curiously: "Don't you care about Yi Zhonghai in the back? He's been terrified these days. Look at the sudden drop in temperature today, and there's still sleet at noon. Keep going down." The northwest wind is blowing, and it is cold and dry. A good old man and old lady can't stand it, let alone a seriously ill old man?"

Lin Zhen shook his head helplessly and said: "Ever since he suffered a stroke in the detention center last time, his life is over, so what if I don't care about it? I will ride a bicycle to the train station to pick up Fengxia at nine o'clock. It's over, I should care about Aunt Yi and Fengxia."

At nine o'clock, Lin Zhen went to the middle courtyard before going out.

Aunt Yi was sobbing in the room, and Qin Huairu sat beside her and advised, "Okay, Aunt Yi, don't cry, it will make Uncle Yi feel uncomfortable hearing it."

Second Aunt and Jia Zhang also persuaded: "Okay, First Aunt, you have to take care of your body."

Lin Zhen frowned, and hurriedly asked, "Aunt Yi, what's wrong?"

"Old Yi didn't drink his noon and afternoon medicine, now his hands and feet are cold, and the stove can't even heat him up."

Lin Zhen hurriedly entered the room and saw that Yi Zhonghai's energy and energy had all been exhausted, and he was only hanging on his breath.

There is no way to save them.

Lin Zhen said: "Master Yi, I'll go to the train station to pick up Fengxia, and I'll try to come back within an hour and a half. Do you have anything to say to Fengxia?"

Lin Zhen's words couldn't be more obvious, which meant that it was difficult for him to last another hour and a half.

If you have something to say to You Fengxia, you can convey it on your behalf.

Yi Zhonghai opened his eyes, and looked weakly at the people in the room.

Wei Wei said: "Tell her... I have always... regarded her as my own daughter. She is not here these days, thanks, thanks to Huai Ru, take care of me, let her...don't care about sticks, Dongxu, Dongxu Xu is her brother... I'm gone, Huai Ru is her... her sister-in-law..."

Qin Huairu hurriedly said: "Master Yi, if you don't say a few words, you will be able to see Fengxia after a while."

Yi Zhonghai ignored it, and continued: "Huairu... from now on, I won't be here anymore, Fengxia and his wife will, entrust you, entrust you to take care of them... If Fengxia marries away in the future, wait, wait until the stick grows... then Let him marry his daughter-in-law...to this house, and no one can snatch it from you."

Qin Huairu's heart skipped a beat, thinking, Mr. Yi, are you trying to trick me?

You have already quietly made your will, and you still say this in front of Lin Zhen, are you taking revenge on me?
Even if I forced you to sign the will, I did serve you in the toilet bowl for the past few days.

You can't kill a donkey, you're going to go west, so push me to the stage to fight with Lin Zhen.

Where am I his opponent?
(End of this chapter)