Siheyuan: I am stupid and can sign in

Chapter 225

"Zhuzi, we're home!" Xu Shengnan stopped the car and woke He Yuzhu up.

"Oh, okay, thank you!" He Yuzhu's eyes were full of fatigue.

Returning to the courtyard in a daze, everyone had already come out of the old lady's room, and they were all sitting on the stone table in the courtyard.

Everyone is frowning.

"Zhuzi, you're back, you have to make up your mind what to do!" The old man hurried up to greet him.

"The old lady is at the end of her lifespan. We will treat it as a happy funeral. The coffin will be parked for three days and buried on the third day. The people in the yard ask you to go and arrange it. I have to build a mourning hall here."

"Yeah, okay, I'll listen to you!" The old man wiped away his tears, turned around and walked outside.

"Huairu, you drive to see off the uncle, and you will follow the uncle for these two days."

Qin Huairu nodded, followed the uncle and left.

He Yuzhu looked at the people in the courtyard. Everyone in the courtyard was waiting for him to speak. Before he knew it, he had already become the parent of everyone in the courtyard.

"Just do what you should do. Don't be sad, and be happy. The old lady has no regrets. You have a sad face, and I feel bad."

"Everyone cheered up, Xiao'e ordered everyone's size for Zhang Luo, and then asked Yu Li to run errands to order the funeral white clothes. It's all loose!"

After He Yuzhu finished speaking, he returned to the living room, then picked up the phone and dialed out.

"Mahua, my old lady is gone today, come and help!"

"Fatty, the old lady in my family has left. Come here and let Zhang Luo go to the mourning hall. Yes, you are happy and mourning. You need to find someone to watch it. It doesn't need to be lively. My wife likes to be quiet. Okay, that's it."

"Wang Hui? Tell Yushui that my wife is gone, so come back with Yushui!"

After He Yuzhu finished making the phone call, he sat in the room and lit a cigarette.

The people in the courtyard said they had dispersed, but they still gathered.

Seeing that He Yuzhu didn't speak, the others didn't know what to say.

"Haven't you guys had lunch yet? Yu Li, ask the kitchen to get you something to eat. Don't be so sad. I want to eat fish at noon."

Yu Li took the order and went out.

"Turn on the TV, watch TV, one by one, I can't even lift my spirits." Angry and suppressed, He Yuzhu really didn't want to stay in the living room.

He simply entered the bedroom, locked the door and went into the bathroom.

Turn on the shower, hot water flows down the hair.

At the same time, He Yuzhu's tears flowed down.

After taking a shower and the meal was ready, He Yuzhu took a few bites and started to work.

Ma Hua came first, followed by Fatty, and Fatty brought a team over.

Regardless of how rich you are, at this moment He Yuzhu is holding a cigarette in one hand and a red envelope in the other, with a smile on his face, serving tea and water to the people who come to work.

Seeing that He Yuzhu was getting busy, the people in the courtyard became angry one after another. Although they couldn't help each other, they also started to find something to do.

"Oh, three aunts, you are all pregnant, can you stop the meeting, watch TV in the room, play cards if you have nothing to do, you are all obedient, go back and rest."

Seeing Lou Xiao'e, Ran Qiuye and Ding Yanan coming out to help, He Yuzhu was sweating from shock.

There are enough accidents, these three can't have any more accidents.

There are many people and strength, and the mourning hall was quickly arranged.

The make-up master Fatty found was good, and the old lady looked ruddy, exactly the same as when she was alive.

She was wearing a new red dress and her hair was neatly combed.

The photographer took a picture of the old lady, and hurried back to develop the photos.

Everything is on the right track in an orderly manner.

Not long after, the uncle and Qin Huairu came back.

The people in the courtyard had already been notified, and he had to be here for a few days before the old lady was buried.

The uncle and He Yuzhu will return gifts to the guests who came to worship as the old lady's family members.

Others can't help if they want to. You can't find someone to replace this matter with how much money you have.

Everything went smoothly, He Yuzhu was finally able to sit down and take a breath after sending away the people who built the mourning hall.

Looking at the time, it's almost time to get off work. It won't be long before people from the courtyard will all come to pay homage to the old lady.

He Yuzhu and the uncle took the time to rest.

The sad atmosphere has been washed away a lot in this busy area.

"Zhu Zi, the old lady didn't love you for nothing, and you were the one to attend the funeral at the end of the day. You are doing well," the uncle patted him on the shoulder.

"Look at what you said, you are raising three children now, will someone bury you in the future!"

Grandpa laughed.

"By the way, the last time you went back to the courtyard, you were asked to change places to live. Why did you make such a fuss?" The main reason is that Mrs. Zhang will be out in a year and a half.

It's really going to be delayed until Mrs. Zhang comes back, but I don't know what the situation is!

"We bought a small courtyard, of course it's not as good as yours, but there are several houses, one for me and my aunt, one for Qin Huairu, and one for each of the three children."

Grandpa is happy when he talks about this.

Among other things, the household registrations of the three children are all with them now, and Mrs. Zhang will be free when she comes back.

"When did you move? This is fast enough!"

"Just like before going to Xiangjiang."

He Yuzhu understood, no wonder Qin Huairu didn't call him during this time, it turned out to be inconvenient!

But that's nothing.

He Yuzhu looked at Qin Huairu, and Qin Huairu nodded at him.

Obviously, Qin Huairu heard the conversation between the uncle and him.

The two of them chatted one after another, mainly because the uncle was talking.

The business of the steel rolling mill is not doing well right now. I heard that the factory is already planning to lay off its employees.

He Yuzhu didn't answer, it will be sooner or later.

In the past, enterprises were lifeless and there were too many moths.

Not to mention many, there are ten workshops, each of which is usually just dawdling, and there can be a few serious workers.

"Master, don't worry, you are an eighth-level fitter, you are a national treasure, and no one will let you be laid off."

"That's true!" The uncle was still very confident in his own strength.

There are only a few of the eighth-level fitters in the factory.

"Zhuzi, these are filial piety clothes made for you, you and the uncle will put them on!"

Yu Li came out with two pieces of clothes, and then gesticulated to put them on for He Yuzhu and the uncle.

The female family members in the courtyard, since they were not directly related, simply wore black sleeves and white flowers pinned to their chests.

This is explained by the old man who previously set up the mourning hall.

Not everyone is qualified to wear filial piety.

He Yuzhu experienced this for the first time, and he didn't understand many things.

After chatting for a while, Wang Hui and Yushui came.

He Yuzhu took out a white flower and pinned it to the two of them, which was brought by the people who came to worship.

"Yu Shui, I've been staying with my brother for the past two days, and Wang Hui stayed with me to watch the night!"

Rain nodded.