Quick Wear: Men Farming and Women Weaving

Seeing the full load of supplies being brought back home, Yi Yongkang was filled with satisfaction and a sense of accomplishment. He knew that these supplies would not only allow his family to live a more stable life in the days ahead.

In the following days, Yi Yongkang was busy studying, using all available time to read various books and newspapers to understand national policies.

The Yi family father and son queued up at the street office to receive their food grain certificates, and met He Yuzhu walking back with the old lady on his back.

"Old lady, I was thinking of looking for you earlier this morning," Yi Zhonghai called out to He Yuzhu.

Hearing the familiar voice, the old lady looked back.

"It's my eldest grandson. He thought it was inconvenient for me to walk, so he carried me here to queue up." The deaf old lady said with a smile and took out the food grain book from her bosom.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and said, "Zhu Zi is a very filial child." He took the grain book from the deaf old lady and looked through it.

"Uncle Yi, this grain book is our treasure. With it, we will have more food at home." He Yuzhu said with a smile.

Yi Zhonghai nodded, he knew very well the importance of food.

At this time, Yi Yongkang noticed some details on the grain book and couldn't help but frowned slightly.

"What's wrong, Yongkang?" He Yuzhu noticed the change in his expression.

"Brother Zhuzi, people without city hukou will have a hard time in the future." Yi Yongkang was very glad that he had a Beijing hukou since birth.

The deaf old lady also felt uncomfortable after hearing these words.

"From now on, you should just take care of your own family and don't worry about the trivial matters outside." The deaf old lady thought of the many families living in the courtyard who did not have urban household registration, especially how difficult it was to deal with the Zhang family of the Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai sighed, "Old lady, there are still many families in our courtyard who don't have urban hukou. Jia Zhang's family is one of them. How are they going to live in the future?"

He Yuzhu also had a sad look on his face, and Qin Huairu's figure appeared in his mind. "Yes, the Jia family is already in trouble, what can we do?"

The deaf old lady shook her head and said, "Don't worry about it. Everyone has their own life. We just need to take care of our own."

Yi Zhonghai and Yi Yongkang could only nod helplessly after hearing this. But they all knew that this change would bring difficulties to many people. All they could do was to cherish their current lives and hope that those who did not have urban hukou could find ways to cope with it.

He Yuzhu deserves to be called Shazhu. He only thought about helping Sister Qin more in the future and didn’t think too much about it.

Summer has not yet arrived, but drought has already arrived. The scorching sun is high in the sky, scorching the earth. The air is filled with heat waves, making people feel extremely hot. The wheat seedlings in the fields are withered and dry, with no vitality.

A cry of surprise came from a workshop in the steel plant. The noisy sound of metal collision was suddenly mixed with a piercing scream. When everyone worked together to lift the heavy machine, a figure suddenly staggered and fell backwards. It was the young and strong Jia Dongxu.

"Dongxu!" The workers nearby exclaimed and tried to reach out to help him, but the huge machine was like a wild beast out of control, crashing down with Jia Dongxu's fall. For a moment, the air in the workshop seemed to freeze, and only the dull sound of the machine falling to the ground echoed in everyone's mind.

Jia Dongxu lay on the ground, his face pale, his eyes closed, blood slowly seeping from his forehead, staining the ground beneath him red. The workers around him panicked, some rushed to call a doctor, while others frantically tried to lift the machine.

In this era, steel mills are the lifeblood of the country's heavy industry. However, in such an environment, accidents are always difficult to avoid.

The doctor came hurriedly, and after some examination, he shook his head and sighed, "The injury is too serious, he must be sent to the hospital immediately." When everyone heard this, their hearts sank, knowing that Jia Dongxu was probably in great danger this time.

Soon, Jia Dongxu was lifted onto a cart and taken to a nearby hospital by several co-workers. In the workshop, the co-workers were filled with endless regret and worry.

Yi Zhonghai, who had received the notice earlier, arrived at the door of the hospital's operating room first, waiting anxiously for Zhang and the Qinhuailou mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

A young man came out of the courtyard gate breathlessly to inform that Jia Dongxu had an accident and asked his family to go to the hospital.

Zhang was restless at home, always feeling that something had happened, and paced back and forth restlessly.

Hearing someone calling her at the door, she immediately trotted out.

Hearing what the neighbors said, it felt like the sky was falling and the earth was cracking, and I couldn't stand still.

"Dongxu ahhh"

“My Son”

The eldest son heard Zhang's wailing, and an aunt nearby said that the person was still in the hospital. He woke up suddenly and rushed to the hospital with his eldest grandson.

Qin Huairu looked pale as she held her daughter Xiaodang in her arms as she watched her mother-in-law leave. Fearful in her heart, she entrusted her daughter to the care of the aunt next door and went to the hospital alone.

When Yi Yongkang heard the voice of Zhang from the Jia family in the Central Courtyard, he knew that Jia Dongxu could not escape his fate.

"Xiaobao, don't go to the front today. If you are bored, go and keep the old lady company." Aunt Yi knew a little about what had happened. Her expression showed a hint of relief for Zhang, and a bit of sympathy for her for losing her husband and son.

"Oh, I see"

As expected, the results came out that evening.

Jia Dongxu's rescue efforts failed shortly after he was admitted to the hospital as his injuries were too severe. The attending doctor declared him dead an hour later.

The other two uncles in the courtyard rushed to the hospital to help.

"My Dongxu, why did you leave me?" Zhang, feeling extremely distressed, sat down at the door of the operating room, beating her chest with both hands, as if this would make her feel better.

"It's you. Our family hasn't had a good day since you got married." Zhang seemed to be looking for an excuse to get angry. She rushed forward, grabbed Qin Huairu's hair, and slapped her several times.

Qin Huailu didn't react in time. After hearing that the man had died, she was unconscious. She only reacted after being slapped several times by her mother-in-law.

"No, I didn't."

She absolutely could not be accused of such an excuse, so Qin Huairu stopped her mother-in-law's hand.

He turned around, ran to the three old men, knelt down and begged them for help.

"Okay, Zhang, stop making trouble." Yi Zhonghai suppressed the sadness in his heart and stopped Zhang from making trouble.

"How did Dongxu die? I was in the factory, I know"

"Let him go peacefully now, and take care of Dongxu's funeral first."

Liu Haizhong, who was standing by, also walked up to Zhang and said, "First, take care of your son's affairs. You can go to the factory to ask for compensation later."

"Don't forget, you still have grandchildren who depend on you," Yan Bugui persuaded.

"Yes... yes... yes..., I still have a grandson." Zhang seemed to be crazy as she had no one to rely on after her son left. When she heard that she still had a grandson, it was like she had grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Yes, Mom, you still have your eldest grandson," Qin Huairu cried.

"Mom, I may be pregnant." Qin Huairu was not sure whether she was pregnant or not, but she had not had her period for two months. In this case, she must get pregnant, otherwise she would have to go back to the countryside to be a country girl. Having been a city dweller, she was no longer willing to go back to the countryside and be ridiculed.