Rebirth in 1958: Getting rich starts from Nanluoguxiang

Qin Dabao didn't even cook. He left eight pounds of pastries and a bag of apples and pears, and quickly rode his motorcycle to the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers Hospital.

His heart was pounding. Lu Xiu'e hadn't explained it clearly just now. She only said that there was an accident in the workshop where his father worked in the steel rolling mill. Several people were injured, including Jia Dongxu, who had half of his body rolled up.

He remembered that what happened to Jia Dongxu seemed to have happened in the past two years, and he left behind a posthumous daughter, Xiao Huaihua, but in his impression it should have been in 1960. This time made him a little confused, and he was back to the problem of this world being different from that world.

Such a thing would be a disaster for any family, especially the Jia family. There are five people in the family, including the baby in the belly. They all depend on Jia Dongxu's salary to survive. Now he is dead. Alas, Qin Dabao sighed. Fortunately, he died in the workshop. This was an industrial injury. He had to find a way to make a living for Huairu's family. Dabao had never felt the responsibility on his shoulders so heavy.

As for Jia Dongxu, it is hard to say whether he is good or bad. He has a bad temper, is narrow-minded, and is a bit of a mama's boy, but he is very serious at work and is not too annoying. Qin Dabao has an average impression of him. He just feels sorry for Jia Dongxu's three children who have lost their father at such a young age.

When he arrived at the Workers, Peasants and Soldiers Hospital, he stopped his sidecar, jumped out, and entered the first-floor lobby. He saw that the door of the emergency operating room was surrounded by workers, some of whom were covered in blood.

Qin Dabao's head buzzed, and he rushed into the crowd, searching here and there. His heart was beating like a drum. He searched everywhere, but there was no sign of Qin Qingyou.

Qin Dabao slumped on the ground, watching the flickering lights in the operating room. His heart sank, his ears were buzzing, and he could no longer hear the voices of the workers.

Suddenly, a big hand fell on his shoulder, and a warm voice woke him up from his daze.

"Dabao, why are you here?"

Qin Dabao turned over and looked at his bandaged hand in sling, then looked at Qin Qingyou.

"Dad, where have you been?"

Qin Qing was confused: "I, I'm going to the bathroom to smoke a cigarette, what's wrong?"

"Nothing, how's your hand?"

"Well, it's nothing. I just got a little scratched by the grinding wheel. The doctor insisted on bandaging it."

Qin Dabao was about to speak when wailing sounds were heard. The workers all moved aside and Jia Zhang stumbled in from outside, followed by the pale Qin Huairu, who was holding the stick, and behind her was Lu Xiu'e, who was holding Xiaodang.

Qin Dabao hurried over to meet him. Xiaodang was obviously frightened. When he saw Qin Dabao, he struggled desperately in Lu Xiu'e's arms and opened his little hands towards Dabao. Qin Dabao hurried over to hug him, and Xiaodang hugged his neck tightly.

"Mom, you didn't explain clearly. I thought my dad was injured."

"Didn't I tell you your dad was injured? I was working overtime on the street when the steel mill called to say there was an accident in your dad's workshop. Jia Dongxu was caught in a machine and several other people were injured. They asked me to notify their families. I was in a hurry to notify others, so I called you to come over."

Qin Dabao knew that he was too anxious and worried, so he held Xiaodang in his arms, took out a piece of candy from his pocket, peeled it and fed it to Xiaodang. Xiaodang already had eight little teeth, and he became happy once he ate the candy.

Qin Qingyou also came over and looked at Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi who were lying on the ground, crying while holding the stick, and shook his head with a complicated expression.

"Dad, what's going on?"

"I don't know the details, but the production schedule was tight these days, and I was leading our team in the work. Suddenly, the large grinding wheel broke and flew everywhere, and I was hit on the arm.

When I turned around, I saw more than a dozen coworkers lying on the ground. I ran over and saw that half of Jia Dongxu's body was wrapped in the large, old-fashioned machine tool. By the time we got him down, he was already dead.

Lu Xiu'e burst into tears: "Why is Huairu's life so unfortunate? She's pregnant with another child, how will she live in the future?"

Xiaodang didn't understand what was said. He held Dabao's face with his two little hands and cried out.

Qin Dabao sighed and put his face close to Xiaodang's.

Jia Zhang cried for a while, then suddenly jumped up and pointed at Qin Huairu and cursed: "It's all because of you, you jinx. Ever since my son married you, he hasn't had a good life! Now you've brought bad luck upon yourself and you've even lost your life. You're the one who deserves to die! Why don't you just go die?"

Qin Huairu was so scolded that she was speechless: "Mom, what are you talking about?"

Jia Zhang was about to pounce on Qin Huairu with her fangs and claws bared, "You jinx! You killed my son. My son was a good man, but he's never been at peace since he married you. Why don't you die in his place? You jinx!"

The workers next to her hurriedly pulled her back, and Jia Zhang's eyes turned red.

Qin Dabao hugged Xiaodang in his arms and covered her ears.

Banggeng was so frightened that he crawled into his mother's arms. Qin Huairu cried out in grief and anger: "Mom, how can you blame me for this?"

"Who else should I blame if not you? You shameless bitch, jinx, nuisance! You killed my son! I want your life!"

Lu Xiu'e had restrained her combative nature by 70% since she started working. Now she couldn't help it any longer. She took two steps forward and slapped Jia Zhangshi twice. She stunned her immediately and the workers next to her were also frightened. Team leader Qin's wife was pretty, so why did she have such a bad temper?

Lu Xiu'e sneered: "Jia Zhang, did you eat shit? Why does your mouth stink? Speaking of jinxes and troublemakers, my granddaughter is no match for you. When your son died, you blamed Huairu, but when your husband died, you couldn't blame her, right?

In fact, you should be the unlucky one. You are unlucky to your father, mother, husband and children. Think about it, are there any perfect people around you?

You are still cursing this and that. Let me tell you, what you should consider now is that Jia Dongxu is dead. How will your grandchildren and the baby in your belly survive?

I remember that you and Huairu still have rural household registration, right? These two children are with their mother and also have rural household registration. I wonder how you will survive without rationed food?

Jia Zhang was struck by lightning, she took two steps back and sat down on the ground, her eyes wide open and her ears humming.

She was stunned by Lu Xiu'e's beating and then woken up by her scolding. When she thought about what Lu Xiu'e said carefully, she couldn't help but shiver.

Her mother died of heavy hemorrhage during childbirth, and her father was arrested as a migrant worker three days after she married Lao Jia and died on the moat construction site. Lao Jia... She didn't dare to think further.

Qin Huairu suddenly came to her senses, rushed over, hugged Lu Xiu'e's thighs and started crying.

"Mr. Qingyou, Mrs. Qingyou, please help us orphans and widows."

She cried so hard that everyone who heard her shed tears.

Lu Xiu'e looked back at Dabao, who nodded. "I'll negotiate with the factory. Jia Dongxu is dead, Huairu will take over, and we'll register her and the child in the city."

Jia Zhang climbed up and cried out, "No, my son is dead. This job belongs to my grandson. I can't give it to this bitch."

Qin Dabao pointed to a corner and said, "Go away over there! If you say another word, I'll send you back to the countryside on charges of promoting feudal superstition."

Jia Zhang didn't dare to say a word and quietly slipped into the corner to take a nap. Her son was dead, and if she was forced to leave her grandson, she might as well die.

The workers nearby were all dumbfounded. This police officer was so hypocritical. Just now, your mother was promoting feudal superstition, which was fine, but this Jia Zhangshi said it was not? This really was a double standard for the official.

Lu Xiu'e helped Qin Huairu up. The ground was too cold and she was pregnant. Lu Xiu'e helped Qin Huairu sit on a bench nearby and comforted her in a low voice.

When Qin Huairu heard what her uncle Dabao said, her mind suddenly became clear. Once Jia Dongxu died, she could take over, register her household registration in the city, and her children would become city dwellers. She breathed a sigh of relief and looked back at Jia Zhangshi. Only then did she fully understand how happy it was to have relatives as a support.

The door of the emergency operating room was closed, and there were workers performing surgery inside. Relatively speaking, Qin Qingyou was lucky. The high-speed flying grinding wheel fragments were no less than bullets. Anyone who was touched by them would be disastrous, especially for those who were close to the machine tool. It would be a disaster.

Everyone was scared and whispered to each other. It was meaningless to argue about the cause of the accident at this time. That was the work of the factory leaders. What everyone cared about now was the injuries of the injured.

At this time, someone called out: "Deputy Director Li and Director Qi are here..."

Everyone turned around and saw Deputy Director Li, Director Qi who had been to Dabao's house, and two union officials striding in.

Qin Dabao took a step back holding Xiaodang, and his fellow workers, including Qin Qingyou, came forward.

"Deputy Director Li." "Director Qi."

Deputy Director Li, wearing a gray woolen coat and with his hair combed like a calf, pressed his hands down and said, "Workers, the factory takes this accident very seriously. Director Yang and Secretary Lang have sent me and comrades from the union to visit the workers and express our condolences to the families of the victims. Don't worry, the factory will not ignore you."

Deputy Director Li shook hands with each worker and talked cordially with them, looking very approachable.

Dabao couldn't help laughing when he saw this. It had only been less than ten years since the founding of the country, and bureaucracy had already developed. In order to avoid others seeing his expression, Dabao buried his face in Xiaodang's belly. Xiaodang thought he was playing with him, and he jumped for joy, patting Dabao's head with his little hands.

Deputy Director Li was still talking, saying things like, "Thank you for your hard work, are you okay?" and "Take care of yourself and stay safe."

Qin Dabao had heard this kind of talk many times. You could treat it as nonsense or as good words, but it was actually useless. Lu Xiu'e came to Dabao and whispered, "Huai Ru's family is so pitiful. Let's help them if we can." Dabao nodded and said, "Mom, don't worry, I know."

Deputy Director Li looked around and suddenly saw Qin Dabao standing beside him. He was stunned for a moment, then smiled...