Chapter 1687 Cremation
“How about it, think about it!”
“I am also thinking about you. Look at this period of time, you will definitely have to be busy rebuilding, but the materials needed for rebuilding It’s not a small amount, and you also know the surrounding situation..."
Yang Xiaotao said earnestly from the side.
And the idea in my heart became more and more certain.
When he first planned to develop a turbojet engine, Yang Xiaotao also wanted to find some professional help.
If you break it down, there are indeed many talents in the machinery factory, but none of them are relevant.
Zhang Guanyu is a master in designing drawings and arranging plans.
Chang Mingjie, now the focus is on machine tools.
An Zhongsheng, he is a talent in steelmaking boilers.
As for the newly arrived Liu Xiangdong, Yang Xiaotao also asked about it, but he had not been involved in this aspect.
These people are considered talents that Yang Xiaotao recognizes. As for others, like Chen Binpangguo, they are purely transferred from technical workers. Let them do maintenance. If they are doing research, it will be difficult for others. .
As for other people, let alone them.
Even though the people in the Research Office have made long-term progress in research and development, they still rely more on him and his system.
It is precisely because of this that Yang Xiaotao feels the lack of talents.
Especially the more advanced and sophisticated the projects, the more relevant professional talents are needed.
It’s not like Yang Xiaotao didn’t want to go to other places to enjoy the autumn breeze and pick up something missing.
But the number of talents is limited these days, and the famous ones have already had their owners.
If you are going to poach people, regardless of whether they will give you money or not, you should at least be mentally prepared to be cut off.
That's why Yang Xiaotao decided to do it himself.
But now, aren’t these people in front of us ready-made?
Some are engaged in research, some are engaged in technology, and some even know how to make it.
He is not building an airplane, he is just building an engine, and the amount of work is much smaller.
So, if these people get a machine factory, they can go online immediately.
Even if not all, a few people can always do it.
So, Yang Xiaotao started to cheat. No, it should be a sincere invitation.
Here Yang Xiaotao was talking eloquently and seemed to be doing your best, but Director Zhang began to waver in his heart.
Speaking of which, although their 751 Research Institute carries the above brand, it is still a local company in Shicheng.
It’s just that they arranged the task from above, mobilized their strength, and then they completed the task.
All material subsidies and so on are provided by the local government.
This is the gap between the local and central governments in ancient times. The result is self-evident...
And what Yang Xiaotao said is right. In the current situation, they don't even have a place to live.
If I could go to Sijiucheng...
Thinking of this, Director Zhang felt that this method was just to use a nest to lay eggs?
In this way, the tasks of your own research institute can also be completed.
It can also solve the current dilemma.
When the time comes to help the machinery factory, it will be considered as paying rent.
Director Zhang thought so, as for what Yang Xiaotao said about the engine, he really didn't take it seriously.
It is impossible that the design and research of the machine factory will be better than the alliance's.
It can’t possibly be better than the design produced by the collective efforts of the whole country.
"I guess it's about doing research and laying the foundation!"
Director Zhang thought.
And this is what most people think after learning about this matter.
Including Liu Huaimin, Yang Youning, Chen Gong, etc...
When Yang Xiaotao left, there was silence in the tent.
Chen Chonghan was a little embarrassed and didn't know how to speak.
Although he said he was here to help, he still had to consider the leader's attitude.
Especially what you are doing is no small matter.
Yang Xiaotao is poaching people in front of his superiors. If he agrees, it won’t be a slap in the leader’s face.
But if you don’t say it, will the leader feel that he is being artificial? After all, the current situation is obviously telling lies.
"Old Chen!"
Just when Chen Chonghan was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, Director Zhang suddenly spoke.
"Director!"
"Old Chen, I have thought about it. When the time comes, you will take four or five people and follow Mr. Yang to Sijiu City..."
" No, Director, I didn’t mean that..."
"What do you mean? Listen to me."
Director Zhang interrupted Chen Chonghan, and then told him about using the nest to lay eggs for rent.
And the more I talk about it, the more reasonable it becomes.
“Revolutionary workers are one family, why should we all be so clearly divided!”
“We must have an overall view and look at problems from the path of revolutionary development.”
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"We must carry forward the spirit of unity and friendship, so..."
Chen Chonghan was lying on the bed, looking at Director Zhang who was talking endlessly in front of him, and suddenly felt that his attitude was so similar to that of Yang Xiaotao?
Sijiucheng, Siheyuan.
While it rains constantly in the mountain city, the night sky here is also occupied by clouds.
The difference is that it is like this all day long, but there is no rain star at all.
In the middle courtyard.
Qin Huairu and Shazhu sat at the table, while Yi Zhonghai and Auntie sat opposite.
The four of them all looked sad, and no one had the intention to speak.
The reason for this is not because of the Jia Zhang family incident.
On the day of the earthquake, Jia Zhang breathed her last breath.
Originally, according to the agreed script, the Jia family's house was obtained, and the things in the house became their own, which could be said to have squeezed out the last bit of value.
So, a few people discussed keeping everything simple and not doing anything in vain, just like BangGeng, to get it done as soon as possible.
The province has long nights and many dreams, what kind of trouble can it cause?
But who would have thought that even if there was an earthquake, Qin Huairu would still be stuck in what he said, God does not open his eyes...
Then, God opened his eyes.
Not only was there an earthquake, but his house was shattered.
This invisible fear made her dare not speak casually anymore.
Perhaps the old saying that there is a god three feet above your head is not unreasonable.
Just thinking of this, Qin Huairu couldn't help but clenched her fingers, and the last scene in her mind reappeared.
“Huairu…”
"You, you..."
On the bed, Jia Zhang's throat was hoarse and blood was bleeding from both nostrils. She looked very scary.
The aunt behind him was so frightened that she immediately left. Yi Zhonghai did not dare to come forward at this time.
Qin Huairu also wanted to stay away, but Jia Zhang came back to her senses, grabbed her arm and pulled her to the head of the bed, letting the nosebleed flow into her mouth, staining her teeth red. When he opened his mouth, he looked like a bloodthirsty evil ghost right in front of Qin Huairu's face.
"If you dare to have a child, give the house to someone else!"
"I, I, our Jia family, will curse you in the ground, and you will not die a good death!"
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The hand that grabbed Qin Huairu fell down, and then Jia Zhang lay on the bed with her eyes wide open.
As she was dying of consciousness, the scene from the past suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
Inside, the long-dead deaf old lady was sitting at the table, holding an embroidery needle in her hand, inserting it into a brown bottle, dipping it in it, then getting up and leaving.
The scene turned, and the deaf old lady was sitting on the ground, the embroidery needle in her hand fell aside, her eyes were horrified.
After another turn, she appeared and picked up the embroidery needle, and then...
She understood.
I was poisoned by the deaf old lady!
My own death was so unjust...
"Huairu, Huairu..."
Yi Zhonghai's voice suddenly came to his ears, Qin Huairu was startled and hurriedly came to his senses.
"Master."
"Huairu, didn't you ask about the situation at Jia's house?"
Qin Huairu listened and then shook his head.
“I asked someone to help bring the letter back, and I also found people from the same clan.”
“But now, no one has come!”
After Qin Huairu finished speaking, his expression changed. Awkward.
It has been five days since the earthquake.
Logically speaking, in three days, the spirit should be released and Jia Zhang should be buried in peace.
But now, the news has spread. Even after so many days, no one has come.
At first she thought it was because of the earthquake. Everyone was busy cleaning up and had no time to come over.
But now everyone around Sijiu City has settled down. Tomorrow is the sixth day, so we can’t wait any longer.
When Silly Zhu on the side heard this, he curled his lips and said disdainfully, "Look, Master, what did I say."
"These local idiots are just unfamiliar white-eyed wolves. The last time Jia Dongxu came to visit them, they rushed to eat them. This time it's better, and people just stopped coming."
"There are also sticks, if you want If it weren’t for me and the first uncle to be sent back, we wouldn’t even be able to enter the ancestral grave.”
"But let me tell you, this is all Jia Zhang's fault. If she hadn't been petty and greedy..."
Silly Zhu sat aside and chirped, He looked like he didn't mind the matter and didn't care about Qin Huairu's feelings at all.
Yi Zhonghai remained silent after hearing this.
There are a lot of things going on these days. During the day, I have to go to the street office to help, and when I come back at night, I have to take care of Jia Zhang's affairs.
However, judging from Jia Zhang's case, Jia Zhang's funeral was held, but no one in Jiajia Village came to tell the story, and no one in the village helped with the matter.
The reason is not that the Jia family has lost its incense.
The stick is gone, and the Jia family has no men, and there is no one to break the basin.
Perhaps, in the hearts of the villagers, Lao Jia's team is already considered the best.
Who in the village would rush to join in the fun?
What's more, Jia Zhang is not popular on weekdays. He doesn't walk around the village and doesn't talk about it, and he has a bad habit.
Who likes to associate with such people?
If you don’t behave yourself while you are alive, don’t ask for help after you die!
This is reality.
At the same time, this also made Yi Zhonghai understand that he, who was childless, was not much different from Jia Zhang.
If there was no one to care for him in his old age, he would probably be sent to a mass grave after his death.
So, in front of Shazhu and Qin Huairu, this is their opportunity.
"Okay, Zhuzi, just stop saying a few words!"
A aunt interrupted from the side, "No matter what you say, death is the most important thing, so be careful!"< br>
Silly Zhu pursed his lips, feeling that there were still many words left unsaid.
"Okay, okay, I won't say it. It won't work if I don't say it!"
After saying that, he turned sideways, lifted his legs up on the chair, patted his calves, and shook his head. The last time I did it, I only had to sing a few lines of the opera!
"Huai Ru, this can't always be like this. It's getting hotter today, so we have to let her be buried as soon as possible!"
The eldest mother said earnestly, Qin Huairu nodded after hearing this.
There were many dreams at night, and there was a dead person at the door of her house. She didn't dare to sleep at night.
Even people in the courtyard have complaints. Maybe it’s public resentment!
But when it came to how to deal with it, she didn't pay attention in her heart.
She was thinking of sending Jia Zhang’s coffin back.
But along the way, just spend money to hire people and worry about money.
Lift it yourself, to be honest, Jia and Zhang are really heavy, and even Fool Zhu and Yi Zhonghai are not that strong.
As for asking people in the courtyard for help, if you don’t give money, you have to have the face.
Qin Huairu is mentally miserable.
In the past year, I have sent away Bangge and then the Jia and Zhang family. After all, they are all relatives.
Why is it so difficult!
"Auntie is right. It's been a long time and it smells like this..."
Si Zhu couldn't help but add another sentence.
Looking in the direction of his home, Jia Zhang’s coffin was still at the door.
If he doesn’t send him away quickly, how will he go home and sleep?
Why are you so shy with Qin Huairu? Why do you want to have a child?
He said half of the words, but everyone understood the meaning behind the words.
“Otherwise, I have an idea, you guys can see if it works.”
Silly Zhu’s heart suddenly moved, and he hurriedly said, “Well, I’ve been talking to you these days. Not to help clean up, but I heard that the dead can be cremated this time!"
"Cremation? Cremation?"
Yi Zhonghai screamed, very surprised.
Even Qin Huairu looked incredulous.
These days, although some people have proposed cremation, the mainstream consciousness still insists on burial.
And the country has no mandatory requirements in this regard. If the family has the choice, no one is willing to burn it to ashes.
A few people looked at each other, and Yi Zhonghai kept coughing, thinking that if he died, would Sha Zhu also give him a fire?
Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai shuddered and looked at Si Zhu with a somewhat unkind look.
Silly Zhu was completely unaware, "Look, after burning, and then taking out the ash, put it in a box and put it in the coffin, how light it is."
"Arrived At that time, I went to the coal station to find a coal truck and drove it to the village. Then the matter would be over!” alright.
Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he trembled, feeling that today's Jia Zhang would be tomorrow's him.
But before he could object, Qin Huairu stood up suddenly.
"Zhu Zhu is right, I think this is what we should do!"
In an instant, Yi Zhonghai almost gasped.
The eldest mother also had a horrified expression.