When everyone was almost there, Yi Zhonghai stood up and began to speak.
"I'm sure everyone knows about Xiao Jia's matter. It's a pity.”
"He's so young. Sigh, once he leaves, his family won't have a backbone. Our quad will definitely take care of this funeral.”
"The three of us have already asked Jia Zhangshi and his wife, Qin Huairu, for their opinion.”
"As for me, I'm only in charge of purchasing some items and materials. Everyone will try their best to help if they can.”
"Zhu Zi, you're in charge of the banquet.”
After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking to everyone, he turned to ask He Yuzhu.
Yi Zhonghai had a good relationship with He Yuzhu, so he did not find another chef to cook.
"That must be no problem."
He Yuzhu agreed.
"I-I'm in charge of finding the factory to follow up on the replacement.”
Second Uncle's bangs were unwilling to be left behind. The more favors he received and the more face he gained, the better.
Xiao Jia was dead, and his wife, Qin Huairu, could replace him to work at the rolling mill according to the rules.
"Then I'll be in charge of the ceremony.”
Third Master Yan Bugui also hurriedly said. As an intellectual, he shouldn't refuse to take the lead.
"Thank you, everyone! On behalf of my family, I bow to everyone!”
Qin Huairu held the two children's hands with her big belly. She was like a pear blossom in the rain as she continuously bowed to the neighbors in all directions to thank them. The children also started to cry. They were really sad when they smelled it and shed tears when they saw it.
Jia Zhang was very uncomfortable, so she stayed in the room and did not come out.
The already gloomy atmosphere suddenly became sad. The people in the courtyard looked at the three of them crying and could not help but feel extremely uncomfortable.
Sigh, that's really pitiful.
Naturally, there was nothing to say about the neighbors helping out, let alone when it was a funeral. Some ladies and aunties all spoke up and wanted to help out. They wanted to wash the pots and pans, sweep the floor, cut the vegetables, and so on.
The young uncle and the others also said that they would help and leave the work to them.
After announcing the matter, the group of people began to get busy.
Yi Zhonghai called Yi Yongqing, He Yuzhu, and the others to purchase ingredients for the banquet.
At Qin Huairu's house, the three old men came to visit Jia Zhangshi and explained to Qin Huairu what they had discussed with the factory.
Little Jia's body was placed in the coffin in the hall. Jia Zhangshi sat beside him and sobbed.
"Where's Xiao Jia's funeral expenses? The factory has paid three times the average monthly salary of the employees. I've brought them over. Qin Huairu, I'll leave this money in your hands.”
"That's 102 yuan in total."
As Yi Zhonghai spoke, he handed the money to Qin Huairu. The coffin and burial clothes were all paid for by Yi Zhonghai himself. It didn't matter if Qin Huairu could return the money or not. Yi Zhonghai didn't plan to be calculative.
Qin Huairu's entire family was a failure. There were four of them, including the child in her belly. It would be a problem for them to live in the future.
"There's also the matter of the pension. The factory will give you 14 yuan a month until you take over the job.”
Yi Zhonghai continued.
"It wasn't easy for us to get this 14 yuan.”
"In addition, I still have to talk to the factory about you taking over the job and get some compensation for your service. Otherwise, you can only be considered an apprentice. You have to work for three years before you can transfer to a formal job.”
Second Uncle Liu Haizhong hurriedly said.
The standard of pension was different. Twenty to fifty percent of the monthly salary was acceptable.
This accident, the factory had done a self-reflection this morning. The responsibility was not on Xiao Jia, so the standard of the pension was still acceptable.
"Since the responsibility isn't on Xiao Jia, then we should give Qin Huairu's family more compensation.”
Yan Bugui said.
"Who says so? However, I'm not the one making the decision. It still depends on the higher-ups.”
Liu Haizhong slapped his thigh.
"Don't worry about the baby. At least wait until you give birth.”
Yi Zhonghai said.
"Yes, yes, yes. She's pregnant, so she can't go to work.”
Yan Bugui echoed.
Liu Haizhong was depressed. He had just agreed to help Qin Huairu talk about the replacement, but the two old men had instantly suppressed his pride.
"It's the corpse. I think we'll stop for a day and send it out tomorrow afternoon. We'll get it on the funeral car. Otherwise, we won't be able to keep it in this weather.”
"I've already informed everyone in the factory. Do you have any relatives that you want to inform?”
Yi Zhonghai asked.
"My husband is a single-family. I have some relatives here, but they are all in the countryside. I'll call the community center later to inform them.”
Qin Huairu was born in the countryside, and her family lived in the suburbs of Beijing. It was much harder in the countryside than in the city. Traveling expenses were a huge problem, and it was estimated that only a few people could come.
"Thank you, First Uncle, Second Uncle, Third Uncle!”
As Qin Huairu spoke, tears fell again.
"Hey, just stay at home. We'll take care of everything.”
Yi Zhonghai sighed.
The three of them went out and Yan Bugui chased after Yi Zhonghai,""Old Yi, you can't be a master of ceremonies without an account book.”
The emcee had to record the relatives, friends, and gifts that had come. It would be a good record so that he could return the gifts in the future.
"I'll go to the supply and marketing cooperative to buy it for you later.”
Yi Zhonghai agreed.
This book comes from：m.funovel.com。