After saying this, He Yuzhu was ready to leave.

Before he stepped out of the door, he told again: "You must eat, even if you don't eat, the child in your belly must eat." ”

"No matter how hungry you are, you can't starve your child in the end."

"Especially at this time, it can be said that it is a critical time for the child's growth."

After the words fell, He Yuzhu left the Jia family alone.

When he had left, he felt in his pocket and pulled out a dozen crumpled bills.

Now the pockets are actually scattered and add up to only more than 20 yuan.

"It's still not enough, so now I think I'd better go home and take a look."

Saying that, He Yuzhu quickened his pace and returned to his home.

When I got home, I didn't know what I was looking for.

Qin Huairu took a deep breath, so he began to slowly pick up the lunch box that He Yuzhu had placed on the table.

I didn't expect it to be quite heavy inside, and it seems that there is a lot of it inside.

If you can, you can actually wait for the stick terrier to come back with Xiaodang and fry it for them later.

Because he didn't want the two children to watch their two dead fathers at home all the time, after all, this would really hurt the children's psychology, so Qin Huairu sent the stick terrier out early and took Xiaodang out.

"Huairu, that home is okay."

Turning his head, Yi Zhonghai, an uncle, didn't know when he came to Jia's house.

Qin Huairu hurriedly put down the lunch box, and said politely: "Uncle Yi, your old man is also off work now." ”

"Well, that one is off work, just arrived in the courtyard to take a look at your home first, and then by the way, tell you about the factory's arrangements for Dongxu's accident."

"Uncle Yi, I want to know what other arrangements are in the factory now?"

Qin Huairu is a country woman, so she naturally doesn't know that if an accident occurs in the factory and the worker dies, then in the end, the factory will have to compensate the family for a fee.

"I inquired, and in the end, I'm afraid there should be a compensation payment, and if I calculate it carefully, it is estimated that it will be about 400 to 600 yuan."

Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter in the rolling mill, and it is normal to hear these news.

As soon as he said that he still had money, Qin Huairu's eyes lit up.

400 to 600, no matter how much, is a huge amount of money that can save lives for the current Jia family.

In the future, the stick terrier will have to go to school, and the child in the belly has not yet been born, and money is needed everywhere.

Qin Huairu didn't show much happiness.

Because this money was bought by his man with his life, how much is still not worth it.

But out of politeness, she still said to Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle: "First uncle, thank you for bringing me this news." ”

"It's okay, it's all from the neighbors, it's okay."

Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle, waved his hand.

looked at Jia Dongxu who was lying on the ground, and then looked at Qin Huairu, the first uncle, Yi Zhonghai, was about to say something, but the words reached the edge of his throat, but he didn't say it.

"That...... Huairu, you are busy first, I will go back first, and if you need help, you will make a call to the ward. ”

"Okay, I know Uncle I."

After finishing speaking, Yi Zhonghai, the first uncle, also left the Jia family.

It was getting dark.

Qin Huairu stood beside the cold corpse and said with a sneer: "Sure enough, no one took the initiative to say anything about the funeral, alas...... It also depends on Zhao Guoqiang. ”

She hugged her hands and felt the warmth of being hugged today......