The Fiery Era of Siheyuan

Chapter 308 Old sister-in-law, calm down.
In the summer of the imperial capital, it was extremely hot at noon, and within a short time, large swathes of cloudy clouds gathered in the sky, as if a downpour was brewing.

On the side of the courtyard, after learning that her precious son had an accident, Jiazhang waited for a while before waking up.

After waking up, Jia Zhang didn't care about anything else, and rushed to the rolling mill with the two guards, wanting to confirm with her own eyes whether her son was really gone.

As for Qin Huairu, it was because she was pregnant that she couldn't be stimulated. The third mother and others were worried that something might happen to her, so they stopped her at home and refused to let her go.

Mrs. Jia Zhang quickly arrived at the first workshop of the rolling mill on the bicycle of two guards.

At this time, Jia Dongxu's body had been restrained, and they were all put into a coffin. The lid of the coffin was not closed, but a layer of white cloth was covered over the body.

After entering a workshop, when she saw the coffin placed in the center of the workshop, Jia Zhang's legs went limp for a moment, she cried and threw away the two guards who were supporting her, and rolled and crawled on the ground. He rushed to the coffin.

"Dongxu, Dongxu, woo woo woo."

"My Dongxu, how could this happen? What will mom do if you leave? Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

When Jia Zhang rushed forward and wanted to lift the white cloth, the elder Yi Zhonghai hurriedly stopped her.

"Old sister-in-law, calm down and stop watching."

"Yi Zhonghai, get out of the way, I want to see our Dongxu, Dongxu, woo woo woo."

"Old sister-in-law, please give me condolences. Don't watch it. Dongxu. Dongxu doesn't want you to see him now."

It wasn't that Yi Zhonghai didn't want her to see it, but that the corpse was beyond recognition and it was too horrible to look at. Yi Zhonghai was afraid that she wouldn't be able to bear it, so he held her tightly.

But Jia Zhang couldn't control so much, and she didn't know where her strength came from, so she turned Yi Zhonghai over in a single stroke, and then rushed forward to lift off the white cloth covering it.

In the end, after only one glance, Jia Zhang vomited in the coffin on the spot, pouring Jia Dongxu's body full.

Yi Zhonghai: "."

Li Weiguo: "."

Everyone present: "."

After vomiting for a long time, when Jia Zhang recovered, his face became extremely stiff and ugly.

It's not right for her to cry at the moment, and it's not true if she doesn't cry. The people present are looking at each other, and they don't know what to do. The scene was once caught in a weird embarrassment.

In the end, Li Weiguo coughed a few times, broke the awkward atmosphere of the scene, and persuaded her to send Jia Dongxu to the Dongjiao funeral home for cremation.

Because it is unlucky to bury an incomplete body and disfigured remains. This has nothing to do with superstition, but a subconscious taboo among people.

And now that it's summer, the weather is getting hotter, the corpse cannot be kept for a long time, and Jia Zhang just poured water on his son, I am afraid that Jia Dongxu's corpse will rot within a day.

As for helping Jia Dongxu clean up, it was basically impossible, without even thinking about it, no one would take the job even if they were paid.

Just getting Jia Dongxu out of the machine vomited to death the dozens of security guards and a group of workshop cadres who were responsible for collecting the corpses.

Professional embalmers may not be able to handle this scene, so it is most appropriate to send them directly to the funeral home for cremation.

It would be the best if the funeral parlor is willing to help with the burial and clean-up. At worst, they will pay more for the burial, which can be regarded as giving Jia Dongxu a last bit of decency.

If people don't want it, then there's nothing to do, just send it directly to the stove.

At that time, no matter what is dirty or smelly, it will be completely burned with a fire, leaving only a pile of ashes.

Anyway, at this time, the country is vigorously promoting "cremation" and actively responding to national policies, which is also correct.

Jia Zhang's expression changed for a while, and finally he nodded helplessly under the persuasion of Li Weiguo, Yi Zhonghai and others.

Her son was gone, and she still had her eldest grandson to take care of, so she had to get on with her life.

Originally, she wanted to drag all the cadres at the scene to cry for a while, and then use her son's body as a threat to fight for some compensation from the factory.

As a result, she vomited all over herself now, so there is nothing she can do.

Jia Dongxu's death was so miserable that she didn't dare to clean up Jia Dongxu's body. The longer the body was left, the more embarrassing she became. funeral parlor.

After discussing the disposal of the remains, Li Weiguo didn't talk nonsense, and immediately called for a cart to take Jia Dongxu to the funeral home in the eastern suburbs.

At the same time, people were sent to notify Director Wang and Yiying residents committee officials of Nanluoguxiang Neighborhood Committee, asking them to come and preside over Jia Dongxu's funeral and a series of follow-up matters.

Things went smoothly at the funeral parlor in the eastern suburbs. Under the negotiation of director Wang of the neighborhood committee, it didn't take long for Jia Dongxu to send it there, and the cremation was completed smoothly.

When Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai led Jia Dongxu's urn back to the courtyard from the funeral parlor, it was already after six o'clock in the afternoon, and every household had already returned home from get off work.

With the help of the cadres of the neighborhood committee and the neighbors in the courtyard, the Jia family of the middle courtyard quickly set up a simple mourning hall in their main room, and hung up black and white banners to enshrine Jia Dongxu's ashes , Waiting for another day to be buried.

Human death is too big, and no one would jump out and say feudal superstitions at this time to find excuses for others.

No matter what festivals they had with the Jia family, every household consciously came to the door to say their condolences and express their condolences.

The comrades from the neighborhood committee helped run the mourning hall and left after explaining a few words to the three elders in charge. Only the miserable crying of the Jia family was left in the mourning hall.

Among them, Jiazhang's crying was the loudest, and his hoarse screams resounded throughout the courtyard. Qin Huairu on the side was holding the pawn in one hand and the stick in the other, sobbing softly and crying non-stop.

But Bang Geng and Xiao Dang were still young and ignorant at this time, they couldn’t understand why their father turned into a small box, and the photos were hung up high, just watching his mother crying there , and began to cry softly, completely unaware of what kind of future awaited them.

At this time, the sky was low and dark, and the clouds were densely covered. Accompanied by the rolling thunder, the imperial capital began to rain heavily.

The blue lightning pierced through the thick dark clouds, illuminating the sky brightly from time to time, and the torrential rain poured down like a gate, instantly blurring the sky and the earth.

The sound of "thunderbolt" rain outside covered all the sounds.

After every family in the compound went to Jia's mourning and came back, they all hid in their own rooms and discussed Jia Dongxu's death and the future of Jia's family loudly with their families.

The overwhelming rain has not stopped for more than an hour, and the rain is getting more and more violent. The gloomy sky and the occasional thunder make the whole world look a bit depressing.

But at this time, the Jia family after crying was still shrouded in a bleak cloud.

After Jiazhang's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were tired from crying, they all sat on the chairs in a daze, without saying a word. They still couldn't accept the fact that the family life seemed to be getting better and better, but the pillar of the family actually fell up.

At this moment, they only feel that their lives are gloomy and confused. There is no man at home, and they don't know what to do in the next days.

Yi Zhonghai, who had been sitting opposite Jia Zhang, twitched the corner of his mouth, hesitant to speak, but after several hesitations, he finally sighed and did not speak.

Jia Zhang sat there for a while, suddenly his eyes moved, and finally came back to his senses.

She was still confused at first, but after seeing Yi Zhonghai in front of her, her eyes gradually glowed, as if she saw a life-saving straw.

"Old Yi, you are Dongxu's master. Now that Dongxu is gone, what do you think we should do?"

"Our Jia family is now orphaned and widowed, the old and the young, how are we going to live the days to come? Huh, huh, huh"

Jia Zhang pulled Yi Zhonghai's sleeve, wiped away his tears and began to cry as he spoke.

Their Jia family has no pillars now. If the orphans and widows want to live in the compound and not be bullied, they need someone to help them, so Jia Zhang subconsciously relies on Yi Zhonghai.

Who told him to be his son's master? He cherishes his reputation so much, so he can't just watch his apprentice's orphans and widows disappear.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Qin Huairu mother and son who were weeping in a low voice, then at Jia Zhangshi, and sighed helplessly:

"Old sister-in-law, Dongxu is gone, you are sad, and I am also sad."

"I watched Dongxu grow up. Brother Jia left early. Dongxu called me Master when he was [-] or [-] years old, and followed me into the factory to learn crafts."

"Over the years, I have also regarded Dongxu as my own child, and I have devoted myself to cultivating him. I have not kept any secrets, and I just hope that he will be successful someday."

Having said this, Yi Zhonghai choked up a little, and couldn't help wiping away bitter tears.

After all, after so many years of painstaking efforts to cultivate candidates for the elderly, the time is gone in the blink of an eye. He is now more sad and confused than Jia Zhang.

All the investment and dedication over the years have all been wiped out.

For the rest of their lives, the old couple didn't know who they could rely on.

With such a result, how could he not be sad?
(End of this chapter)