Jia Zhang's family is worthy of being an outstanding representative of her teammates, and after the stick terrier left the courtyard, she thought that Yi Zhonghai's family had more than 20 dumplings left last night.

Ticked her wrench.

The villain is troubled.

used Qin Huairu as a prop to use, and helped Qin Huairu to Yi Zhonghai's house, which was called in a beautiful name, so that the child in Qin Huairu's belly would be exposed to the blessing of the eighth-level technician of the rolling mill in advance.

Years of neighborhood.

How could an aunt not know what Jia Zhang's idea was, so she asked Jia Zhang's to help Qin Huairu to sit on the kang to the sun, and she went to hot dumplings.

Wait for the dumplings in the process.

Jia Zhang had nothing to say, while holding cloth shoes, he was casually grinning, and for a while he didn't have the fence of the door, and told the letter about it.

"Our family Dongxu doesn't know what's going on these days, it's weird, what did you say to me last night, and I haven't remembered it in a hurry."

"I'm about to be a father, I'm happy."

An aunt didn't care, and replied casually, but it was Qin Huairu, a big-bellied woman who was leaning on the quilt, instinctively startled.

Too much of a bad thing.

When I encounter anything, I will think about myself.

The changes on her face were not seen by Jia Zhang's eyes, and the old woman's thoughts and attention were on the dumplings in the pot, thinking about how she could snatch a few dumplings from Qin Huairu's mouth and eat them.

"Li is such a reason, but what he said is not like the tone of being a happy father, by the way, he also wrote me a letter, saying that if he encounters an accident, let my wife take the letter to the police, and the letter was stuffed under the mattress by me."

Qin Huairu chuckled in her heart, she didn't take Jia Zhang's words as a joke, there were some things that outsiders didn't know, but she knew the doorway.

A few days ago.

Because of this matter, I specifically searched for Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai said conclusively that he would find a way to solve this matter!

Kill somebody to do away with a witness!

Qin Huairu's mind was flooded with an answer that she had never thought of.

Hiss!

The sound of gasping swelled in the depths of Qin Huairu's heart, she was frightened, she hated the Jia family, she took revenge on the Jia family, but she never killed Jia Dongxu's thoughts and thoughts.

There is no such thing as an impermeable wall.

If it fails.

Yi Zhonghai has no way to live, and Qin Huairu will also follow in Yi Zhonghai's footsteps, she found an excuse to come out of the Yi family and return to the Jia family.

dragged his tired body and went straight to the place where Jia Zhang's letter was hidden.

Flip over the mat.

Empty.

Nothing.

Qin Huairu, who did not give up, searched for several places one after another, but did not find the letter in Jia Zhang's words, so he made up for it in his own brain, mistakenly thinking that Jia Zhang's deliberately made up such a nonsense in order to swallow dumplings alone, in order to take himself away.

……

Jia Dongxu found himself inexplicably back in the courtyard.

He is no stranger to the courtyard, this is the place where he grew up and married his wife, and the thing that really puzzled Jia Dongxu was that the Jia family at this time was actually dressed as a mourning in the mourning hall.

Outside the house, there was a white cloth and a soul-attracting fan, and in the open space in front of the door, there was a coffin.

Directly in front of the coffin is a copper basin for burning paper.

A half-sized son he was familiar with knelt in front of the copper basin, and kept throwing the burning paper in his hand into the basin, and looked carefully, it was his eldest son stick terrier, next to the stick terrier was a small bell, although the brother and sister were dressed in linen and filial piety, but they couldn't see a little sadness on their faces at all, but on the contrary, there was a smile on the surface.

"Brother!" Xiao Zhong spoke, "Grandma told us to cry, why don't we cry?" ”

"You know a." The stick terrier said: "What are you crying about?" What is there to cry about, isn't it that our father is dead, my father is dead, we can eat a feast, do you know what a feast is? ”

"I don't know, brother, what is a feast?"

"My brother told you that eating a banquet is a good meal, grandma scolded the stupid pillar and scolded Xu Damao some time ago, because they didn't set up a banquet when they got married, so we couldn't eat the banquet, now it's okay, our father is dead, we can eat the banquet, there is chicken, there is fish, there is pork, and there are big white flour steamed buns."

"Brother, Xiao Dang wants to eat the feast, but unfortunately he can only eat it once, when did you say that grandma will die, grandma is dead, can we also eat the feast."

"Yes!"

Jia Dongxu standing behind the small bell and the stick terrier.

Trembling with anger.

Xiaodang's father is Jia Dongxu, who is also the father of the terrier.

Bastard bastard.

For the sake of eating, he did not hesitate to say that your father was dead, and said that he was looking forward to your grandmother's death.

I'll smoke you.

Jia Dongxu, who was extremely angry, waved his big slap and hit the stick terrier who was full of filial piety but sat waiting for the dinner with an excited expression.

The big slap landed on the Terrier's head, but there was no familiar reaction to the pain, and no crying was heard from the Terrier.

That's one thing.

On the other hand.

Jia Dongxu's big slap easily passed through the head of the stick terrier, so that he didn't hit the stick terrier, not to mention, and almost slapped his old waist.

was stunned on the spot in an instant.

Confused.

How so?

When his eyes fell on Xiao Zhong, Jia Dongxu had an idea in an instant, raised his foot and kicked Xiao Zhong's ass fiercely.

No surprises.

Once again, his feet passed easily through the body of the little bell, as if the body of the little bell was illusory and non-existent.

"Ahh

Hoarse, he howled loudly at the two unfilial sons, but his voice was not heard by the two unfilial sons.

"Pedal pedal pedal blah."

Jia Dongxu couldn't help but take a few steps back.

His eyes were as wide as a bull's eye, and he looked at the person who was lying on the ground crying and crying like a ghost, and his figure was only Jia Zhang.

"Son, you died so pitifully, why did you say you died, you died, how did you let your mother live, why is your mother's life so bitter, send your father away with your front foot, pull you up with a handful of and urine, and marry your daughter-in-law, I thought my mother could live a good life, but you died, my son!"

Co-authored I'm dead!

With such thoughts, Jia Dongxu came to the coffin step by step, looking at himself lying in the coffin, his heart was mixed.

Suddenly.

There was laughter in my ears.

Qin Huairu's laughter.

"Uncle He, the unlucky ghost is dead, no one will know about our affairs anymore, and we can be together for a long time."

"Together for a long time."

Jia Dongxu looked at the one who responded to Qin Huairu.

His eyes narrowed.

It's really him.

Yi Zhonghai!

The first master of the courtyard house, the eighth-level technician of the rolling mill, is also Jia Dongxu's master.

Lao Tzu died, Lao Tzu's children and his mother were crying around the coffin, you Yi Zhonghai are my master, but on the day of my funeral, you and Qin Huairu staged an indescribable shameful scene in front of my coffin, you are really my master.

I'm mad at me.

Jia Dongxu was furious, he floated into the house, revealed the truth, and looked at the two terrified dog men and women, and had an idea.

Qin Huairu, I want you to die.

Yi Zhonghai, I want you to die.

His hand, suddenly stretched out, turned into two deadly claws, and grabbed Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu fiercely.

It's too late.

That's fast.

At the moment when he grabbed the necks of Qin Huairu and Yi Zhonghai with his hands and claws, Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu turned into three heads and six arms, and swung their big slaps towards Jia Dongxu.

Hit me!

I'm a ghost.

"Don't fight, don't fight."

……

Rolling mills.

Inside the workshop.

I don't know what nightmare Jia Dongxu had, and he shouted in his mouth Don't fight, don't hit me, I'm a ghost, why are you beating me, etc.

It's really intimidating.

You can still be bullied in your dreams.

"Jia Dongxu." A worker who couldn't see it pushed Jia Dongxu's body hard, "Wake up, don't sleep, get up quickly." ”

The shouts in my ears.

Let Jia Dongxu's spirit return to his body, the short-lived ghost struggled to open his eyes, and looked at it again, what kind of mourning hall was there, it was clearly the workshop of the rolling mill, and he was not dead, he just crawled on the big table where the workers ate and fell asleep.

"Whew!"

Jia Dongxu, who had a breath in his mouth, found that he didn't even have the strength to stand up.

As a last resort.

I can only gesture to those workers with my eyes.

"Let's go, let's go, who let us not have an eighth-level technician master named Yi Zhonghai."

"Ergouzi, you are envious, who made you not Jia Dongxu."

Yi Zhonghai!

Qin Huairu!

Jia Dongxu, who witnessed the departure of his co-workers, kept thinking about the names of the two dog men and women in his mind, and he was now not sure if it was a dream or a warning from God.

Heart.

Jumping wildly.

The Jia family is a family of five.

Stick terrier, Xiao Dang, Jia Dongxu, Jia Zhang's, Qin Huairu, he died, but only his old mother Jia Zhang's was crying from the bottom of her heart, like a stick terrier and a small bell, one was looking forward to eating the feast, the other was looking forward to eating the feast, looking forward to his grandmother's death, not to mention Qin Huairu, who followed behind the coffin......

Jia Dongxu gritted his teeth vigorously, he suddenly felt that he couldn't wait, and it was also a mistake to give the letter to Jia Zhang's family, it was better to write a letter directly to Silly Zhu, Xu Damao, and Liu Haizhong.

Jia Dongxu, who was thinking about things, didn't notice his feet at all, I don't know when, there was an oil drum with lubricating oil, and the oil barrel was leaking, and the lubricating oil in it flowed out along the small hole, which was already covered with a half-meter radius on the soles of Jia Dongxu's feet, on the cement floor, I don't know who left a few cylindrical pins, and the cylindrical surface body also had lubricating oil stains.

"Dongxu, why are you still stunned, you dozed off when you came to the workshop early in the morning, why did you go last night? In a few days, it will be the rolling mill staff skills competition, you don't want to seize the time to improve your functional level, what do you want to do? As the old saying goes, grinding guns in battle, if it doesn't shine, what do you see, hurry up, and want to continue to be a second-level worker? You're not ashamed, I'm still ashamed. ”

Yi Zhonghai's voice of reprimand flew into Jia Dongxu's ears.

Jia Dongxu sitting on a stool.

Looking at Yi Zhonghai, a good old man in front of him, he couldn't help but think of everything in his dream.

Die of your own.

The lid of the coffin was not covered.

This bastard thing is just like Qin Huairu......

He suddenly lost the idea of waiting for Qin Huairu to give birth to a child, and he was talking to Yi Zhonghai for an explanation, and some things seemed to be impossible to wait.

A long delay means many hitches.

It's better to choose a day than to hit the day.

In front of dozens of workers in the workshop, he tore off the hypocritical mask of a hypocrite.

After this incident.

Presumably, it will make Yizhong sea a rat bogey.

The dream just now.

Wei really frightened Jia Dongxu.

He didn't want to die, especially when he dreamed just now, Xiao Dang, Stick Terrier, and Qin Huairu were actually such a virtuous person.

It's just too deceitful.

I, Jia Dongxu, am not Wu Dalang.

Calmed down.

Jia Dongxu stood up with the table, didn't look at his feet, and walked straight towards Yi Zhonghai, only Yi Zhonghai was in his eyes.

The moment you step on the ground.

Neither biased nor skewed.

I just stepped on the cylindrical pin, which had been coated with a layer of oil.

Proper one-two-plus-one effect.

The soles of his feet slipped, his body was naturally unstable, and he flew forward with a stagger.

Jia Dongxu saw that his body was slipped, and his hand instinctively touched indiscriminately, and the shelves next to him where tools and processed parts were placed by him, and the tools such as cones, files, and scrapers on it fell to the ground one after another under the attraction of gravity, and some of them just happened to be sharp and soaring into the sky, and Jia Dongxu, who weighed more than 100 pounds, smashed his body on these tools, and his flesh and blood body was naturally not the opponent of steel castings, and in a blink of an eye, he was pierced into a hedgehog, and some tools even penetrated Jia Dongxu's body.

Blood.

The wounds that pierced through these blades flowed out.

The frightened workers waited for almost a minute before shouting out.

"Something's wrong."

"Jia Dongxu has an accident."

Yi Zhonghai, who was startled by the sound.

The first one rushed to Jia Dongxu's side, completely ignoring Jia Dongxu's bloody body, shaking and shouting words of concern.

"Dongxu, Dongxu, how are you, are you okay, sixth, seventh, you hurry up and find the doctor, find the doctor."

The moment of questioning.

Other workers also gathered around.

Looking at the workers gathered around, Jia Dongxu opened his mouth vigorously, looking like he wanted to confide the truth.

There was too much blood flowing.

The body has no strength.

Only the mouth that kept moving, wordlessly expressing Jia Dongxu's desire to leave his last words.

"Dongxu, don't speak, the master knows what you want to say, the master doesn't blame you, even if you are a second-level worker all your life, the master won't blame you, the master apologizes to you, just reprimanded you, it's the master who hates iron and steel."

Jia Dongxu stretched out his right hand tremblingly.

On the right hand, which was originally white.

Covered in blood.

How much he wanted to slap Yi Zhonghai a few times, and tell the workers about Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu together, but he couldn't say a word, and he couldn't even slap Yi Zhonghai.

Hands raised in mid-air.

was caught by Yi Zhonghai.

"Dongxu, the master knows what you want to say, you can't rest assured that your family can't rest assured, you can rest assured, you will be a teacher for one day and a father for life, Qin Huairu and the child in Qin Huairu's belly, the master will take care of it."

Fuck you, uncle.

Yi Zhonghai.

I really want to bite you to death.

Bastard.

Jia Dongxu opened his mouth.

"Dongxu, you're fine, you'll be fine, you have to believe in yourself, you can."

It's okay your dad.

Jia Dongxu stared at Yi Zhonghai fiercely, this was the only thing he could do, until his body was weak and he fell into endless darkness.

The doctor is here.

The factory directors also came.

After all, it is a big matter of human life.

"How? Is there any salvation? ”

The deputy factory director in charge of safety asked the emergency doctor anxiously.

In fact.

He also knows the truth of the matter very well.

Jia Dongxu was pierced into a hedgehog by various tools, and in addition to barbs on some tools, there were also small grooves, so he rushed to the workshop with so much blood, and he knew that Jia Dongxu was helpless.

Ask.

It's nothing more than a hope.

No one wants an accident.

Facing the concerned eyes of everyone, the doctor in charge of first aid shook his head slightly, "We did our best." ”

"Poof".

Yi Zhonghai collapsed softly on the ground, looking at the man who had been covered with a white cloth with tears streaming down his face.

Suddenly.

It was as if he had been fried.

He shouted.

"Dongxu, you can't go."

(End of chapter)