Siheyuan: starting from returning to the countryside

"Of course, I should have died by then, and the family heirloom will be given to you."

"Take it as my apology for targeting you and framing you several times before."

Qin Yang nodded:

"Okay, don't worry about the family heirloom."

Yupei is now in Qin Yang's portable space, and this second request has been fulfilled ahead of schedule.

Give a deaf old lady a pen and ask her to write a will.

Then he found the red handkerchief from the cabinet, and took out the old lady's house deed from it.

After finishing these, Qin Yang left.

Time passes day by day.

Worker grading begins.

Yi Zhonghai's strength was not up to the mark, and was scratched by Qin Yang with a swipe of his pen.

Liu Haizhong was locked in the detention center for half a month, and when he came out, the worker rating had already ended.

However, because the nature of his wrongdoing was relatively minor, he was not fired like a fool, but the punishment of demotion cannot escape.

He framed Qin Yang in order to get promoted, but in the end he was demoted instead.

But for bangs like this kind of idiot, this is also a normal operation.

…………

Yangchun April.

Acacia blossoms are blooming.

On the big locust tree at the entrance of the alley, children lie on the tree every day to pick locust flowers and eat them.

There are also some adults who take a sack and squeeze it until it is half a sack. When they go home, they will add some stick noodles and steamed locust flower pancakes to eat.

"Wow~~Wow~~"

"Wow~~"

In Jia's house, babies' cries kept ringing out.

Immediately afterwards, Jia Zhang's harsh voice sounded in the room.

"Cry, cry, cry, cry all day long, just like your mother, she is the reincarnation of the mourning star."

Qin Huairu lay on the Kang with a weak face and said:

"Mom, Huaihua may be hungry."

Jia Zhang stared and said:

"You don't know how to feed her when you're hungry? Wait for me to feed her? You can't give birth to one, but you can give birth to two losers. If I knew it, I might as well let her die in your stomach. It's a waste of food."

Mrs. Jia Zhang cursed and had no intention of helping at all.

Why didn't Qin Huairu feed Sophora japonica?

Because she was severely malnourished and had no milk at all.

Fortunately, Lou Xiaoe brought back a bag of milk powder from her natal home. She originally planned to drink it herself, but she gave it to Qin Huairu because of the pity of Sophora japonica.

Otherwise, Sophora japonica might really starve to death.

Qin Huairu had just given birth, and she was very weak after returning home for a week.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang refused to help feed the child, so she could only climb down from the kang by herself to make milk powder for Sophora japonica.

As soon as he walked outside, he heard a shout from the yard.

"The old lady is gone!"

"The old lady is gone!"

Qin Huairu looked out the window, and soon someone came out of their respective rooms, and then walked towards the backyard together in twos and threes.

Today is Thursday.

Weekly National Blackout Day.

Workers in this era do not rest on weekends, except for the blackout day of Thursday.

Everyone in the courtyard was at home today, and when they heard that the old lady was gone, they all came to the backyard.

Yi Zhonghai burst into tears.

"Old lady, just leave as you say. I haven't done my filial piety to you yet. What can I do if you leave?"

The emotions of the people around were all infected by Yi Zhonghai.

All of them had moist eyes.

"Master Yi is really kind and righteous."

"When the old lady was alive before, he and Aunt Yi often delivered meals to the old lady. Later, the old lady was sick and took care of her. What is the difference between mother and child?"

"Who says it's not, even if it's a real mother, it's not bad to be able to take care of this."

Yan Bugui also rushed over from the front yard.

Standing beside Yi Zhonghai said:

"Old Yi, people cannot be resurrected after death. Besides, the old lady is 96 years old this year. It's an old happy funeral. We should be happy."

Yi Zhonghai cried with snot and tears.

It is also a talent to be able to interpret false feelings like this.

"Old Yan, you are the uncle of our courtyard. The old lady has left, and my family is not well-off now. What do you think about the funeral?"

Yi Zhonghai asked while wiping away tears.

It has been more than three months since he was sent to the lower loading and unloading workshop. It stands to reason that he should have been transferred back to the first workshop to continue working as his eighth-level fitter.

But because Qin Yang was upgraded to a fifth-level engineer, his status in the rolling mill has also risen several levels.

Yi Zhonghai was brought down by him, as long as he didn't mention it himself, no one would dare to mention the matter of transferring Yi Zhonghai back.

Now Liu Haizhong is no longer an uncle, Yan Bugui is the only uncle left in the whole courtyard.

He was solely responsible for everything, that's why Yi Zhonghai asked Yan Pugui what to do.

"I'll go to the street office first and ask if they can pay for the funeral for the old lady. If it's not enough, we'll organize the whole hospital to raise donations for the old lady."

"Do you think it's okay, Old Yi?"

Yan Bugui is different from Liu Haizhong, even though he is the only uncle now, he doesn't have the slightest arrogance.

Before Yi Zhonghai could respond, someone suddenly said something behind him.

"Master San, don't bother."

"How much money is needed for the funeral of the old lady, I will pay.".

Chapter 58: Yi Zhonghai rushes to do the funeral

Qin Yang went out to collect antiques today, and when he came back, he heard that the old lady was gone.

Pushing his bicycle, he walked up to Yan Bugui, took out ten cards from his pocket and handed them to Yan Bugui.

"Master San, is this 100 yuan enough?"

When Yan Bugui saw so many big tickets, his eyes behind the glasses narrowed with a smile.

"Enough is enough, we don't need so much."

While talking, he took the money.

"It doesn't matter, you can use as much as you can, as long as the old lady's funeral is done well."

"I don't know much about this matter, so I will trouble the third uncle to take care of it."

Qin Yang's expression was solemn.

Death is a big deal, not to mention that he also inherited other people's inheritance.

The funeral expenses of 100 yuan is also a peace of mind.

"As expected of Qin Gong, he is rich."

"This is 100 yuan. I took it out without blinking. If my family has to save it for a year."

"At least your family can still save money. My family can't make ends meet every month. If Qin Gong didn't pay for it, I would have to worry about donating to the old lady."

"The old lady did harm Qin Yang before, but Qin Yang not only didn't care about it, but even helped the old lady pay for the funeral. What a noble character this is."

"It's up to you to say, who doesn't know Qin Gong's character?"

There were voices of envy and compliments all around.

Qin Yang didn't respond, but Yi Zhonghai couldn't pretend anymore.

He wanted to seize the old lady's house, but because he had not been able to get the jade pendant back from Jia Zhang, the old lady did not make a will for him until she died.

Now if you want to get a house, you have to let everyone recognize your relationship with the old lady.

The reason why he waits on the old lady every day and cries so hard is because he wants to behave more like the old lady's family.

But his family didn't give the old lady money for her funeral, but this kid Qin Yang gave it.

This is very detrimental to his plan.

So Yi Zhonghai rolled his eyes, stood up and shouted:

"Qin Yang, don't be hypocritical here, how the old lady died, you know better than anyone else?"

"Now you know you are guilty?"

"Are you afraid that the old lady will knock on your door in the middle of the night?"

"Want to buy peace of mind with 100 yuan?"

"You think beautiful."

Yi Zhonghai's words made Qin Yang amused.