Chapter 462 Tuogu
The next day, Yang Xiaotao went out as usual, and many workers from the steel rolling mill were walking together, talking and laughing.
He came to the steel rolling mill, put down his things, straightened things out, and ordered Lou Xiaoe to do things.
Then I went to the first workshop to have a look.
Before he got close, Yang Xiaotao heard voices coming from the door.
"Master Yi, this one won't work."
"It's a little bit different from the requirements on the drawings!"
Sun Guo's voice was hoarse, but with determination.
"Director, I have tried my best, but the data cannot be reached at all. How many times have I done this and how many steel pipes have been used? It is simply not possible!"
"I think it was just written by Yang Xiaotao!"
"This thing is meaningless at all. Instead of spending time on it, it is better to complete the tasks of superiors."
"We have been in the same workshop for so many years, and we have always achieved a 100% completion rate of tasks, director. You can't throw away the watermelon for a few sesame seeds."
Yi Zhonghai was weak when talking. He couldn't keep up with his physical strength and couldn't concentrate after working for a while.
More importantly, he looked down upon what Yang Xiaotao was doing, such as the well-drilling machine. These days, just a few people could dig a well. It was a waste of time and materials.
“That’s enough! Yi Zhonghai. I am the director of the workshop, I don’t need you to teach me what to do.”
"That's it. You are an eighth-level fitter. You don't know whether the data of this workpiece is real?"
"I don't care how many steel pipes you use, you must make it for me."
Sun Guo said sternly "The whole workshop is waiting for this turnaround."
"Don't forget the losses your apprentice has brought to the workshop."
"Also, this matter Who wiped my butt?”
"Are you still asking for leave?"
"At this juncture, you are asking for leave from me?"
"This thing is being watched by everyone in the workshop. Look, look, you If you need to take leave at this time, won’t your hard work be in vain?”
Yang Xiaotao heard that it was Sun Guo’s voice, and there was suppressed anger in his voice.
As soon as Sun Guo finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai's unique voice sounded again.
"Director, I have no choice but to do so. This Jia Dongxu is dying. After all, he is also an employee of our first workshop. It has only been a few days. As a master, if I don't keep an eye on it, how will I be able to live in the future?"
Yang Xiaotao heard that this was Yi Zhonghai's voice, and the meaning behind the words seemed that Jia Dongxu was dying?
The pace quickened, Yang Xiaotao walked by and quickly walked towards the third workshop.
Behind him were the voices of Sun Guo and Yi Zhonghai.
In the afternoon, Xu Yuanshan got angry in the office. Yang Xiaotao listened carefully next door, and finally saw Sun Guo running out of the office in embarrassment.
Lou Xiao'e then went out to inquire about the news, and said that Yi Zhonghai disobeyed Sun Guo's order, left his post without completing the task, and returned to the courtyard.
The progress of building the steam engine has been affected now. If it weren't for the fact that there are a few seventh-level fitters in the first workshop, barely making do, it would probably have stopped now.
But when Xu Yuanshan found out about this, he still lost his temper with Sun Guo.
A workshop director can't even handle this task. How will he lead people to complete tasks in the future?
Sun Guo was also aggrieved. As an eighth-level fitter, Yi Zhonghai was an old employee. Many people in the workshop spoke for him. What could he do?
In the end, Xu Yuanshan asked him to find his own solution.
He also said that if you can do it, you can do it, but if you can't do it, just hand over the task. The people in the second workshop can also do it.
As for the reason why Yi Zhonghai left his post, I heard that Jia Dongxu was dying, and someone from the hospital came to notify him, so he ran back.
Lou Xiaoe knew clearly about the courtyard house.
I have left anyway and don’t want to ask any more questions.
After hearing this, Yang Xiaotao was distracted for a moment, thinking that the locust tree in the courtyard was about to bloom.
There was no response immediately, so I just did what I had to do.
After a while, Sun Guo ran back again.
There was no way. Except for Yi Zhonghai, the other fitters in the workshop couldn't do anything at all. Several slide valves he made were not up to standard. It was embarrassing for him to hire people from other workshops, so he had to come here to hire Yang Xiaotao.
When he came to the office, Sun Guo was a little embarrassed. Yang Xiaotao knew the situation and took the initiative to ask if he had any difficulties before he could speak.
Sun Guo borrowed the donkey from Poxia and asked Yang Xiaotao to help.
The two came to the first workshop, and Yang Xiaotao began to take over the production of components.
Liu Haizhong was beating with a small hammer, listening to the people next to him constantly complaining that Yi Zhonghai did not understand the overall situation and was full of opinions.
Liu Haizhong didn't dare to say more. He wasn't interested in what Yang Xiaotao had done, but he didn't dare to leave like Yi Zhonghai did.
Looking at Yang Xiaotao being surrounded by a group of people, surrounded by stars, I felt not only jealous but also envious.
"For the sake of career, endure it!"
Liu Haizhong spat into the palm of his hand and continued to swing the hammer.
On the other side, Yi Zhonghai walked towards the courtyard full of thoughts.
I met Jia Dongxu last night, and I felt like I didn’t have much time.
Unexpectedly, not long after that, I received the news that Jia Dongxu was dying.
At this moment, Yi Zhonghai's heart was tangled.
The relationship between master and disciple for many years, even if it is a stone, can cover up the heat after a long time, not to mention that he really treats Jia Dongxu as his son.
Even if there is selfishness in it, his contribution is huge!
But now, Jia Dongxu is about to die. Not only is he sad, but he also feels pitiful for himself.
It's a pity that he has been planning for many years, but it all came to nothing.
It's hard to describe the feeling in my heart. Maybe it's so painful for a white-haired person to give a black-haired person.
Back in the courtyard, many parents and children who stayed in the yard were watching around the yard. In Jia's house, Mrs. Jia Zhang's cries had not stopped since the morning.
"Old Yi, go and see Dongxu."
Auntie was guarding the door and hurried over when she saw Yi Zhonghai.
Yi Zhonghai rushed into the house without saying anything else.
The door of Jia's house was full of people. The second aunt, the third aunt, the old woman in the courtyard, the young daughter-in-law, and those who were at home all gathered to see what was going on.
In the room, Qin Huairu's eyes were red from crying, and Jia Zhang looked haggard. Although they knew that this day would come sooner or later, when it actually came, the two of them were still sad.
"Dongxu, Dongxu."
Yi Zhonghai shouted softly from the side, and Jia Dongxu, who was lying on the bed, slowly opened his eyes.
The thin cheeks, yellow hair, and a pair of slender eyes burst out with the last touch of color after seeing Yi Zhonghai.
"Master, you are here." At this moment, Jia Dongxu spoke with full force, but it was his last reflection.
"Dongxu, I'm here! Don't worry, the master is here, you will be fine."
"Master, it's useless, I know my own business !”
“I’ve been waiting for you to say this.”
"Master, I'm useless. I can't provide for you until the end of your life."
Jia Dongxu said, breathing rapidly, as if he couldn't breathe.
Slowly raising his hand, Yi Zhonghai quickly stretched out his hand to hold it.
"Dongxu~"
"Master, it doesn't matter, there are Banggan and Huairu. I'm leaving, and they will still respect you."
"As soon as I leave, the old and young in this family, as well as the child in Huairu's belly, are all left to you."
"You and aunt are a little tired, please help and watch. Thank you, Er Lao.”
Looking sad. , Yi Zhonghai's eyes were moist, "Don't worry, the master is still here, so they won't be wronged."
"Well, disciple, I will be thinking about your kindness underground."
Jia Dongxu held Yi Zhonghai's hand firmly and looked at Jia Zhang again.
"Mom, my son is unfilial, so I have to leave first. You have to take care of these children for me. When they grow up, I will rest in peace."
Jia Zhang was crying, her hair stuck to her face.
Jia Dongxu looked at Banggen again, "Banggen, when you grow up, you must remember your father's words and protect your grandma, mother and sister!"
Looking at Qin Huairu again, "Huairu."
"Dongxu! You say it, and I listen."
Qin Huairu came forward, but Jia Dongxu stared at her hard. Yi Zhonghai felt that Jia Dongxu's hands were shaking.
Jia Dongxu didn't say anything, just looked at Qin Huairu's belly, "Huairu, I can't see this child anymore. After I leave, you should think about yourself. I don't blame you, but the child has to stay. ”
Qin Huairu's face turned pale from crying, and she kept shaking her head, "Dongxu, don't worry, if I don't leave, I will be a member of the Jia family whether he lives or dies."
Jia Dongxu shook his head, before he died, Everything is open to view.
“What I am most proud of in my life is marrying you.”
"But what I regret most is that I married you!"
"When I leave, you will be hurt!"
Jia Dongxu said it with his last strength.
Whether it is Qin Huairu or Jia Zhang, Yi Zhonghai and Auntie are all sad.
Around the room, after hearing these last words, many people couldn't stand it and turned around to leave.
The most heartbreaking thing is separation, not to mention the separation of life and death?
When a person is about to die, his words are also good.
At this time, Jia Dongxu couldn't care anymore. If he didn't say anything, he would have no chance to speak.
After saying this, Jia Dongxu’s chest suddenly shriveled up.
"Master, I will leave Huairu's belly to you. Disciple, I will repay you later!"
Before he finished speaking, Jia Dongxu's eyes turned gray, without any sparkle.
"Dongxu~~~"
"My son~~~"
"Dad~~~"
In the room, there was a burst of The shouts rang out.
Outside the house, everyone was silent.
No one can laugh in front of this heavy topic when a life is gone.
The Jia family was wailing.
Jia Zhang lay on Jia Dongxu and cried loudly. The pain of a white-haired person giving to a black-haired person made her feel like she had lost the whole world.
Qin Huairu stretched out her hand and held Jia Dongxu's finger, trying to wake Jia Dongxu up. Even if she just called her name softly, she felt a sense of concern in her heart.
Banggeng stood aside, looking at his father who refused to answer no matter how he shouted on the bed, with a bit of panic on his face.
Xiao Dang was crying on the side. Although this father was always cruel to her and although this father sometimes kicked her out, he could always give her some food when she was hungry at night.
Now, grandma told her that her father was gone and would never be seen again. Xiaodang cried even more sadly.
Yi Zhonghai wiped away his tears and looked at Jia Dongxu's wide eyes, full of unwillingness.
The great years are full of children, but they are not blessed to enjoy.
I won’t die with my eyes in peace, and I won’t be willing to leave!
He stretched out his hand and closed Jia Dongxu's eyes, saying silently in his heart, "Dongxu, don't worry, I will do what you asked me to do."
"Huairu, Dongxu Now that I’m gone, what should I do next?”
Qin Huairu wiped away her tears and said, "Master, we women are not aware of these things."
"You are the elder Dongxu, I leave this matter to you and the two masters. .”
Yi Zhonghai nodded, turned around and arranged for people to go to the street to report and prepare things.
Nowadays, the country advocates frugality and doing things plainly. All those cumbersome etiquette have been classified as feudal dross, saving living people a lot of trouble.
But no matter how much you save, the dead are the most important and the burial is still the mainstream in people's minds. The living still have to worry about the dead.
This kind of thing is rare in the courtyard, but it is not unheard of. There are traces to follow, and many people have begun to lend a hand, helping if they can.
Yi Zhonghai took charge of the overall situation outside, asking the first aunt to pull the white cloth, and asked the second aunt to borrow a brazier from the alley. At the same time, he found someone to play and sing mournful music, and asked the third aunt to arrange the layout of the courtyard. Clean the house, don’t let the guests come and say no.
Finally, he sent someone to find relatives of the Jia family and told them about Jia Dongxu so that they could make arrangements for the funeral.
As for the Jia Zhang family and the Qin Huairu family, someone will notify them.
The courtyard became lively, and the children who did not know the situation took it as a lively place, laughing and playing.
At Jia's house, Qin Huairu found Jia Dongxu's clothes, picked the most decent one, and put it on with Jia and Zhang.
Then it’s time to tidy up and have a lot of things to do.
(End of this chapter)