A group of grown men were chased and beaten by Jia Zhang, but no one fought back.

It’s not that I can’t beat him.

Although Jia Zhang was fat, how could she compare to a man in strength?

It's just because everyone knows that Jia Dongxu died miserably, so they give in to Jia Zhangshi.

Jia Zhang still thought she was very powerful.

Swearing at a group of people.

"A bunch of idiots who have no sense of shame when giving birth to sons. If you dare to curse my son again, I will beat you up every time I see you."

"What are you doing?"

"Jia Zhang, what are you making a fuss about?"

Director Li from the Street Office came over with some people and saw that Jia Zhang was fighting. He stopped her angrily.

Even though she has lost her own son, she still has the mind to make trouble with others here.

"Director Li, I didn't make a fuss. They were the ones cursing my son."

Facing Director Li, Jia Zhang had no temper at all.

The street office is in charge of work arrangements, and she also wants Qin Huairu to get a job pasting matchboxes.

"What curse did you cast on your son? We are all here."

"Don't dawdle any longer. Come with us to the steel mill to take care of your son's funeral."

Jia Dongxu had an accident at the factory, but the funeral was handled by the street office.

So when Director Li received the news of Jia Dongxu's death, he took people to discuss the funeral arrangements.

"What about the afterlife? Director Li, my son is alive and well, please don't say anything nonsense."

Even if you are the director of the street office, you can't just curse someone to death.

"you do not know?"

Director Li was a little surprised.

She looked at Yi Zhonghai.

"What's going on?"

Yi Zhonghai's face was covered with bruises, and he said helplessly, "Director Li, Jia Zhangshi doesn't believe that Dongxu is in trouble. Just now, she chased us and beat us up for this matter. Look at my face."

Director Li was speechless.

"Alright, stop making a fuss. Let Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu's wife take the children and go with us to the steel mill. The comrades at the crematorium are still waiting."

"Okay, I'll go find Dongxu and his two kids right away."

"Hey, Shazhu, go to the hospital and tell Qin Huairu that she doesn't need to go back to the compound, but to go directly to the steel mill."

"Okay, don't worry."

Sha Zhu turned around and ran to the hospital.

Jia Dongxu is in a really miserable situation this time.

Not only is the person gone, but not even his entire body is left alive.

When Sha Zhu arrived at the hospital, Qin Huairu had already packed her things and was ready to be discharged.

When Aunt Yi saw Sha Zhu coming, she asked Sha Zhu to carry the things, and she supported Qin Huairu, who was holding the child, and the three of them left the hospital and went straight to the steel mill.

Jia Dongxu's funeral was held in the small square of the steel rolling mill, and those who attended were his former coworkers and neighbors in the compound.

"Dongxu, my Dongxu."

"It was all fine, how could it just disappear like that?"

Jia Zhang cried her heart out.

Banggeng and Xiaodang were crying too.

Qin Huairu was holding her newborn daughter in her arms and crying.

When Yang Shengli saw this situation, he felt a little sad.

"Director, Jia Dongxu is the only man in the Jia family and the pillar of the family."

"He's gone at such a young age, leaving behind this family of old and young. Life is going to be tough. I'm just thinking of making up for it a little so that Banggeng can take over Jia Dongxu's job when he grows up. Otherwise, if he's pushed too far, he'll just make a scene..."

"Okay, you decide on this matter. Don't treat them unfairly."

Yang Shengli sighed and stepped forward to preside over the memorial service.

"You are the factory director."

"You killed my son."

"Give me back my son!"

As soon as Jia Zhang saw Director Yang, she pounced on him ferociously.

"Jia Zhang, stop talking nonsense."

Li Aiwu was standing aside and could not bear to watch Jia Zhang attack the factory director, so he quickly stopped her.

"Our security department has already investigated your son's case. He was weakened after being attacked by migrant workers, which led to him making a mistake while working and getting caught in the machinery."

"You're talking nonsense! My son said his head wasn't smashed by a vagrant."

"And he had no intention of coming to work. You guys killed him."

Jia Zhang cried and cursed, and even wanted to fight with Yang Shengli.

The scene was extremely chaotic.

Seeing that Yang Shengli's face was getting worse and worse, Yi Zhonghai quickly stood up.

"Sister-in-law, please stop making trouble and let Dongxu go in peace."

"You bastard, how dare you mention Dongxu?"

"Dongxu is your disciple. If you can't even protect your own disciple, what kind of master are you?"

Jia Zhang cursed Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai didn't argue with her.

"It's already happened. Let's let Dongxu go in peace first, and then have a good talk with the factory about the compensation. After all, you and Banggeng still have to make a living in the future."

Yi Zhonghai's words touched upon Jia Zhang's weakness.

"Great! Grandma's darling grandson!"

Jia Zhang looked back at Banggeng who was crying loudly and hugged him in her arms.

"Don't be afraid, grandma is here."

She gave birth to a son named Dongxu.

Yi Zhonghai is right.

Now Dongxu is gone.

She only has sticks.

Ask for money.

Ask for a ticket.

Now this is the only way for her and her grandson to survive.

Yi Zhonghai calmed Jia Zhang down with just a few words.

Yang Shengli nodded slightly at him.

Jia Dongxu's farewell ceremony went smoothly.

Then people from the crematorium and the street office took Jia Dongxu away.

Next, Jia Dongxu will be cremated and then laid to rest.

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