Chapter 191 Death Du Jianguo knew that he was the one who killed his father...

With the release of "Reunion", the children's song became popular, the advertisements were broadcast on various TV stations, and Huanhuan, Yueyue and the Panda Biscuit Factory became completely famous.

Huanhuan and Yueyue both received numerous film offers. Yueyue had no interest in filmmaking, so Wang Ying turned them all down. Huanhuan received even more offers, and Gu Xuan and Zhao Yunsheng selected only the best scripts for her, allowing her to balance her studies and filming.

When Du Jianguo came to visit, it was the middle of summer vacation. Huanhuan went out of town to film a movie, and Yueyue went with her. Li Fengju followed to take care of them.

Chen Xiuqin opened the door and saw Du Jianguo, unshaven and unkempt. She was about to chase him away when she saw he was in mourning. Her heart skipped a beat. Could it be that Sun Qiaoling had passed away?

"Auntie, where is Huanhuan?" Du Jianguo's voice was hoarse when he opened his mouth.

"Huanhuan is not at home. Who in your family passed away?" Chen Xiuqin asked, looking at his Xiaozhang.

"My father..." Du Jianguo's throat was blocked. He didn't expect that his father had just said at the beginning of the year that he would stop doing it this year because his body couldn't take it, but now he is gone.

Chen Xiuqin was surprised to learn that it was Du Jianguo's father who had passed away. She asked, "He wasn't very old. What happened?"

Du Jianguo knew he had killed his father. If he hadn't given him an overdose, his father wouldn't have died so early. He regretted it a thousand times, but it was no use.

"I was working at a height and accidentally fell down." Du Jianguo said with a sob.

"Oh..." Chen Xiuqin said with regret, "Please accept my condolences. Huanhuan is filming a movie out of town, so it's hard to contact him. Even if we could get in touch with him, he probably wouldn't be able to come back for a few days."

Du Jianguo waved his hands helplessly: "Forget it, forget it, the child is not at home, so I won't bother him. Auntie, I'm leaving."

Chen Xiuqin looked at Du Jianguo's back. He should be just over 30 years old, and he looked hunched over.

In the evening, when Wang Ying got home from get off work, Chen Xiuqin told her about this.

"Dead?" Wang Ying was very surprised to hear that Du Weimin was dead. He was alive and well at this time in his previous life.

"Well, when he came, I saw he was wearing mourning clothes and thought his mother had passed away. But he said it was his father who had fallen down while working at a height," said Chen Xiuqin.

Wang Ying was silent for a long time. The Du family was really unlucky in this life. Was it really retribution?

"He wanted to go back to find Huanhuan, but I told him he wasn't there. He didn't say anything and just told me not to bother the child, and then he went back." Seeing that Wang Ying didn't say anything, Chen Xiuqin continued.

"Well, Huanhuan is so far away. Even if we come back now, we won't be able to make it in time for the burial. It's summer now, and we can't stay at home for too long," said Wang Ying.

"That's what I mean," Chen Xiuqin said. "Don't tell Huanhuan for now. When they come back, just ask her to burn some incense."

"Yeah." Wang Ying responded.

"You should go take a shower soon. You must have been to the construction site again today. You are covered in dust, and your head is covered in dust. Your hair has turned white." Chen Xiuqin said.

Wang Yingli patted his hair and clothes and said, "I came directly from the construction site."

Wang Ying's new factory is being built in full swing. The factory is very large and there is a lot of work to do, so she has to go and take a look in person every now and then.

"It's the same if you let your dad go." Chen Xiuqin said.

"Dad has something to do too. Everyone in the factory is busy now," said Wang Ying.

"Go take a shower quickly." Chen Xiuqin urged again.

Wang Ying took a bath, and Chen Xiuqin prepared dinner, which included mung bean soup with fried dumplings and smashed cucumber.

At the dinner table, Zhao Chengjun and Wang Ying kept talking about factory matters. Chen Xiuqin didn't care anymore. There was so much going on at the factory, and the two of them had been so busy for the past six months that they had barely had a break. Wang Ying had lost weight again. As Chen Xiuqin had said before, her busy schedule would be followed by another busy schedule. But Chen Xiuqin, looking at Wang Ying's cheerful spirit, felt that she probably didn't feel tired at all.

After they finished their meal, they left a portion on the table for Zhao Yunsheng. He was currently filming a movie with Gu Xuan on the old street of Beichong, filming Zhao Yunsheng's film "New Life," which was set in a soy sauce factory. They were shooting night scenes recently and came home very late every day.

After Wang Ying finished her meal, Chen Xiuqin asked her to go upstairs directly without even asking her to wash a single chopstick.

Wang Ying sat at her desk and started working overtime. There was always endless work waiting for her on her desk.

It was late at night, and even the slightest noise was particularly loud. Wang Ying had been sitting at his desk for a long time. When he heard Zhao Yunsheng open the door, he stood up, stretched, picked up the flashlight by the desk, and went out.

As soon as Zhao Yunsheng opened the door, he saw a beam of light pouring down from the upper floor, illuminating the courtyard. He looked up and waved to Wang Ying, who smiled and waved his flashlight.

Zhao Yunsheng parked the car, and Wang Ying had already come downstairs. The two of them went into the main room. Zhao Yunsheng washed his hands and sat down at the dining table to eat dinner.

"Do you want the dumplings hot?" Wang Ying asked.

"No, no." Zhao Yunsheng lifted the cover of the dish, picked up the mung bean soup and took a big sip.

"Why are you so late today?" Wang Ying asked as he sat next to Zhao Yunsheng.

It's almost twelve o'clock now.

"Director Gu got mad on set," Zhao Yunsheng said. "There was an actor who couldn't perform a scene well no matter how hard he tried. After Gu Xuan got angry, his performance got worse and worse."

Wang Ying smiled and said, "Director Gu does have a temper."

Zhao Yunsheng also laughed: "It's not good to lose your temper on the set. You can't control people. He is young and this is his first serious movie."

"You've been filming for quite a long time," said Wang Ying.

"It's indeed a long time. We're still missing an important scene this summer and we're waiting for a thunderstorm," said Zhao Yunsheng.

"There's been a lot of rain this year, but not many days with lightning and thunder."

"Well, an important scene needs to be filmed during a thunderstorm. How's things going at your factory? When will it be completed?"

"It's still early. It may not be completed this year," said Wang Ying.

"Thank you for your hard work." Zhao Yunsheng smiled.

Wang Ying held his chin and chatted with Zhao Yunsheng in a random manner. He felt a little sleepy.

After Zhao Yunsheng finished his dinner, he softly called out to Wang Ying, who was already dozing off: "Yingzi, go upstairs and sleep first."

Wang Ying sat up straight with a start: "Have you finished eating?"

"Well, I'm going to take a shower, you go to bed first."

Wang Ying went upstairs and caught two mosquitoes in the tent. After lying down, he was no longer sleepy.

Zhao Yunsheng tiptoed upstairs. Wang Ying smiled and said, "I haven't slept yet."

Zhao Yunsheng also smiled, lifted the mosquito net, and got on the bed. Without saying a word, the two fell asleep together.

At the Du family's home, Du Jianguo was keeping vigil. His voice had long since choked with sobs, and others viewed him as filial piety, unaware of his deep regret. He was the only one in the world who knew why his father had died.

Du Wenxiu and Du Wenli, the sisters, didn't cry as much as Du Jianguo. They were also standing guard in front of the mourning hall. The two sisters leaned against each other and talked for a while. Suddenly, Du Wenli said to Du Jianguo, "Brother, did the people who brought Dad back mention compensation?"

Du Jianguo swallowed his saliva, his throat dry and painful as if he had swallowed a razor blade. He spoke in a hoarse voice and said, "We haven't discussed this yet."

Du Wenxiu said: "Why didn't the leaders discuss this when they came to offer their condolences? If compensation isn't discussed, Dad won't be able to be buried."

"We won't bury him in the middle of summer!" Du Jianguo widened his eyes and squeezed out a little sound from his throat.

"Don't be confused. Dad's gone! He died at work. How can he be buried if we don't negotiate compensation?" Du Wenxiu said. "If you won't negotiate, I will. When the time comes, the compensation will be divided among the three of us sisters."

Du Jianguo was already feeling guilty, but when his elder sister asked for a share of the compensation, his heart turned to the money. He pointed at Du Wenxiu and said, "You haven't come back to take care of Mom all year, and you still have the nerve to ask for compensation!"

"We can't take what belongs to us!" Du Wenli and Du Wenxiu stood on the same front. Anyway, it was impossible for his second brother to take the money alone.

Du Jianguo stared at Du Wenxiu and Du Wenli fiercely: "Dad's body is still warm, how dare you."

"How can we be ashamed? You didn't leave any descendants for Dad, and your only granddaughter has someone else's surname. What's the difference between you and us?" Du Wenli said.

"You want to divide the money, right? Okay, mom will take care of it for one month each, and you can take her home and take care of her," said Du Jianguo.

"How can that be possible!" Du Wenli said that she couldn't survive in her husband's family anymore, and if she took her mother back, she would just be kicked out.

Sun Qiaoling, sitting on a recliner nearby, had her eyes closed, but she wasn't asleep at all. She'd heard everything her son and daughters said, and now she hated herself for not being the one to die. She couldn't understand how her family had become like this, how her children were all like this...

The three sisters were arguing louder and louder in the mourning hall, and it was an elder from the same family who stayed there to take charge that came over and stopped them.

The next day, a leader from Du Weimin's unit came to offer condolences, and Du Wenxiu directly asked about compensation. The leader didn't hesitate, stating that appeasement of the family was paramount at this time. They immediately brought the compensation: a lump sum of 2,350 yuan. Besides the one-time cash payment, there was also a long-term pension of 30 yuan per month, which was intended for Sun Qiaoling until her death.

The Du sisters weren't happy with the compensation, but they said their employer was following national regulations, and that was the amount. The leader gave the money to Du Jianguo, burned some incense, and left.

After Du Weimin was buried, Du Wenxiu and her sister asked Du Jianguo for a share of the money. Du Jianguo refused to give a cent, saying he wanted to save money for another wife. How could he give anything?

Du Wenxiu and Du Wenli refused to comply, and things got very bad between the three sisters. Du Wenxiu also had a huge fight with her husband, who thought she was obsessed with money and had a bad character, and wanted to divorce her.

Du Wenli's in-laws were even more ruthless, sending her back to her parents' home. When Du Wenli and Liu Wei got married after graduating from high school, they weren't old enough to get a marriage certificate, so they only had a wedding banquet and didn't get one. Later, Liu Wei was away studying and didn't get a marriage certificate either. The Liu family had always been wary of Du Weimin, a scoundrel, fearing he might mess around. Now that Du Weimin was dead, and Du Wenli had a bad relationship with her brother, she had no one to back her up. The Liu family was determined to make amends for the loss they'd suffered, so they drove Du Wenli away.

The Du family was now in turmoil again, with chaos and turmoil every day, leaving the three sisters with no peace of mind. Sun Qiaoling, who had been recovering somewhat under Deng Xiuzhu's care, experienced Du Weimin's death, and the three children's daily disturbances, and her health began to deteriorate again.

In the end, Du Jianguo compromised. They couldn't make his mother angry to death. If they did, the 30 yuan monthly pension would be gone, and his mother's own pension would also be gone.

Du Jianguo finally gave Du Wenxiu and Du Wenli 500 yuan each, and the two sisters finally calmed down.

Du Wenli didn't stay in the Du family for long. She ran away to the south with a truck driver and stole three hundred yuan from Du Jianguo before leaving.

Wang Ying had also heard some of the things about the Du family, but he just passed it over his ears and didn't take it seriously at all.

After Huanhuan returned from filming, Wang Ying asked her if she wanted to go burn incense for her grandfather. Huanhuan flatly said no, and Wang Ying didn't force her. If a child doesn't want to go, there must be a reason for not going.

Time flew by, and by the end of December, Wang Ying's new factory was still not finished. Judging by the progress of the project, it would probably take another six months to complete.

This year, Wang Ying's factory's profits have quadrupled compared to last year, far exceeding their target. If it weren't for the lack of production capacity, their factory would have generated even higher profits.

A few years ago, Wang Ying received a call from Xiang Huaimin, saying that their research on nitrogen-filled packaging machines had made a breakthrough and should be able to officially go into production next year.

Wang Ying was overjoyed and gave Xiang Huaimin another 50,000 yuan in research funds.

Wang Ying thought that next year would be the year their factory would officially take off! Her factory would also be expanding. Once the nitrogen filling packaging machine was developed, she would have a new production line!