Siheyuan: Yi Zhonghai was chopped off with a knife, who in the courtyard would not obey

"Sister-in-law Jia, the factory has a process for distributing pensions, and it won't come out so quickly."

"I can do it for the Jia family and send it directly to your house when the time comes."

Yi Zhonghai said quickly.

"It's useless. I can do it myself and feel at ease."

"Old Ding, hurry up and leave."

Jia Zhang said loudly.

"Good."

Old Ding shouted.

"No, Old Ding, stop, stop, stop!"

Yi Zhonghai roared.

Old Ding stopped the car.

"Sister-in-law Jia, why did you go to the factory to ask for the pension and bring Jia Dongxu with you?"

"And you should also bring Qin Huairu and Bang Geng Ding Dang with you. What are you planning?"

Yi Zhonghai noticed something was wrong.

Even a little dangerous.

He came back yesterday and told Wang Lifa that the reason he came back was to check on the Jia family's situation and comfort them.

The next day, Jia Zhang dragged Jia Dongxu's body to ask for compensation.

Isn't this a slap in his face?

"You don't care about me."

"As a master, if you don't help our Jia family, I will go to the factory to ask for money myself."

Jia Zhang said with a look of indignation.

"Who won't help your Jia family? I was going to ask the factory for money today."

Yi Zhonghai's face flushed.

"How much pension can the factory give Dongxu?"

Jia Zhang asked.

"At least two hundred dollars. I'll try to get as much as possible."

Yi Zhonghai thought for a while and said.

"Pooh!"

Jia Zhang spat on the ground.

Two hundred bucks is nothing.

The person who died was her most beloved son, the pillar of the Jia family!

"Sister-in-law Jia, how much pension do you want to ask the factory for?"

Yi Zhonghai took a sip of saliva and asked.

"At least five...a thousand dollars!"

Jia Zhang shouted.

Old Ding was shocked all over and his hands that were holding the handlebars of the car almost dropped out.

One thousand dollars!

If someone gave him so much money, he would even commit suicide on the spot.

"You are making a fuss. Why don't you just rob me for a thousand dollars?"

Yi Zhonghai was trembling with anger.

He didn't say many unpleasant words.

The Chen family’s Chen Tuntian pension was only 300 yuan, and Jia Dongxu, a first-level fitter, could only make more than 200 yuan at most.

I still want a thousand dollars.

How can you not want to eat shit?

"Look, what did I say? Yi Zhonghai can help us?"

"It depends on us."

Jia Zhang pointed at Yi Zhonghai and said to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu gritted her teeth and said, "Mom, I'll listen to you."

Now that Jia Dongxu is gone, if the Jia family doesn’t get more pension, it will be a problem for them to have food and drink in the future.

Under the pressure of survival, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law from the countryside quickly reached an agreement.

Trouble!

We have to make a big fuss!

Make the steel mill pay enough pensions!

Whether the Jia family will eat bran and vegetables or meat and fish in the future depends entirely on this incident.

"Old Ding, pull the cart!"

Jia Zhang slapped Lao Ding on the shoulder.

Old Ding staggered and almost fell to the ground.

After he came to his senses, he quickly pulled the cart forward.

"No, no, no."

Yi Zhonghai shouted.

Jia Zhang stretched out her hand and pushed, and Yi Zhonghai retreated repeatedly.

Knowing that he couldn't stop Jia Zhang, Yi Zhonghai quickly said to Sha Zhu, "Go and call your second uncle, and go to the unit together."

Sha Zhu ran into the yard, shouting "Second Uncle".

The noisy noise at the door woke up many people.

Chen Jianye had woken up a long time ago.

Make breakfast in the house leisurely.

What is supposed to come will come.

Mrs. Jia Zhang is a person who refuses to suffer any loss. Now that her son is gone, it would be abnormal if she didn't go to the steel mill to make a scene.

Soon, Chen Jianye heard the footsteps of Sha Zhu and Liu Haizhong leaving in a hurry.

After finishing breakfast and washing the dishes, Chen Jianye went to work leisurely.

The east gate of the steel rolling mill.

A cart was blocked at the gate, and the Jia, Zhang, Qin Huai, Ru, Bang, Geng and Dingdang were lined up in a row.

As for Old Ding, who was helping to pull the cart, when he saw the situation at the Jia family, he deliberately stayed away.

"Comrade, please move the cart away quickly."

The security guard persuaded.

Another security guard has gone to the security department for questioning.

"Let the leaders who can make the final decision come here."

Jia Zhang raised her head and pointed her nose at the security guard.

"If you don't pull the car away, I'll do it myself."

The security guard said angrily.

"I will fight anyone who dares to harm the baby in my daughter-in-law's belly!"

"Everyone, look here! My son died in the steel mill. The mill is going to beat people up!"

Jia Zhang raised her hands and shouted.

The security guard quickly stepped back, fearing that he would be implicated.

The workers on their way to work stopped in their tracks, their eyes filled with curiosity.

"I heard someone died in the workshop yesterday. It was the man on the cart."

"The family members are here to cause trouble, why haven't the leaders come yet?"

"Oh, it's pitiful. He has an old mother and children, and he is gone just like that."

The workers were talking about it.

The security guard could only watch from the side and feel anxious.

"Sister-in-law Jia, stop making trouble and move the car away!"

Yi Zhonghai ran over and shouted.

"Sister-in-law of the Jia family, let's discuss this matter properly. You have upset your leader by doing this, and you will suffer the consequences."

The bangs are threatening.

Sha Zhu looked at Qin Huairu with tenderness.

As expected of Sister Qin, even with a big belly, she still looks young.

Jia Zhang ignored them completely.

The security guard didn't take any action, and she didn't make any noise either. She just let the other workers in the steel mill watch and talk about it.

A few minutes later, a sidecar rumbled over.

Two men in Zhongshan suits jumped out of the car.

One of them is Hong Shengcai, who was responsible for handling Jia Dongxu’s work-related accident.

At this moment he was following behind, and it was obvious that the man in the Zhongshan suit in front was of a higher rank.

"Everyone go back to your posts and work. I will arrest anyone who stands still!"

The man in the Mao suit yelled.

"It's the black-faced Yan Kun!"

"The head of the security department is here. This is a big deal."

"Dark-faced Yan Kun's face is completely black, run quickly."

When many workers saw Yan Kun, they all stepped forward and left quickly.

The most powerful department in a steel rolling mill must be the Security Department.

The Security Department is responsible for arresting criminals, thieves, and bribe-takers and has great power.

Once they have evidence, it is routine for them to go directly to the workshop or administrative department to arrest the person.

Moreover, the security department is not limited to the factory, but is also responsible for organizing militia drills and maintaining social order.

Grab it with both hands, both hands are hard.

Yan Kun is the head of the security department, and Black Face is the nickname given to him by the workers in the steel mill.

Because this guy always has a gloomy face when he goes to the factory to pick up people.

Once Yan Kun targets you, you will be close to death.

So everyone is afraid of Yan Kun.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and Sha Zhu were also frightened when they saw Yan Kun coming.

Especially Liu Haizhong, who was regretting deeply at this moment.

I shouldn't have followed Sha Zhu here.

It would not be a good thing if it left a bad impression on Yan Kun.

The Jia family looked at Yan Kun and knew that the man in the Zhongshan suit in front of them must be a senior leader in the factory.

"Who pulled the cart to the factory gate?"

Yan Kun asked with a dark face.

“I pulled it!”

Jia Zhang responded loudly.

"She is the mother of Jia Dongxu who died in the mold team yesterday. The person lying on the cart should be Jia Dongxu."

Hong Shengcai wiped the sweat from his forehead and explained to Yan Kun.

Although Hong Shengcai is the top leader of the Security Department, he is one level shorter than Yan Kun.

A higher-ranking official can crush people to death, and this is definitely not just talk.

If someone died in the factory, it wasn't Yan Kun's job to deal with it; it was Hong Shengcai's job.

Now that the family members have come to the door and Yan Kun has come in person, it is obvious that Hong Shengcai has failed to do his job and caused trouble for his superiors.

"What are you doing here?"

Yan Kun looked at Jia Zhang and asked seriously.

"I'm going to the steel mill to ask for my son's pension!"

Jia Zhang replied.

"If you want the pension, just bring your documents and get it. Why move your son here?"

Yan Kun said unhappily.

"How much pension is the factory going to give us?"

Jia Zhang asked hurriedly.

"Two hundred and twenty dollars."

Hong Shengcai said from the side.

"Not enough, far from enough."

"I only have one son, Dongxu. He died in the steel mill. What will I do in the future?"

"You have to pay more!"

Jia Zhang said viciously with tears in her eyes.

"The factory naturally has its own rules, and everyone must abide by them."

"If you want to cause trouble, even the king of heaven can't do it."

Yan Kun said in a deep voice.

Crash.

The sound of a bicycle chain rubbing against each other was heard behind Yan Kun.

More than a dozen security guards on bicycles came up behind Yan Kun in a huge momentum.