Siheyuan: Eight-Year-Old Orphan! The Jia Family Took Away My Property

Chapter 95 Yi Zhonghai’s thumb was cut off? Qin Huairu fell down and was hit by hot noodles! [Kneel down and ask for full support]

The next day.

Yi Zhonghai, Qin Huairu and others still went to work.

However, when we arrived at the factory, everyone was in high spirits and working hard.

But both Yi Zhonghai and Qin Huairu were in a state of disbelief.

Both of them suspected that what happened last night was the cause of the trouble.

Especially Yi Zhonghai, after going back and taking a hot bath last night, he didn't feel sleepy at all and just kept his eyes wide open until daytime.

Unexpectedly, now I started to have a lot of hate again.

Yi Zhonghai is an eighth-level fitter, a master-level craftsman. He needs to be instructed on all micron-level fine parts and even does it himself.

The rolling mill has just received an order in the past two days, requiring a batch of precision parts with a precision level reaching a stunt level.

Therefore, the task is now assigned to Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level fitter.

Yi Zhonghai asked several seventh-level fitters to learn, and then he brought the tools.

If you look closely, it's a flake gear.

This thing is indeed something that no one except the eighth-level fitter would dare to touch.

Yi Zhonghai is confident that he will do well.

However, as soon as he opened his mouth, he started to fight again for 23 consecutive days.

"Master Yi, you look very sleepy! How about we just forget about it for today?"

Immediately a level seven fitter spoke up.

"It's okay, I have no problem!" Yi Zhonghai said.

He didn't want to be laughed at.

He fixed the material on the lathe, then picked up the tool and started sanding it.

It was fine at first, no problems.

Everyone looked at it and admired him very much. He was indeed worthy of being an eighth-level fitter. This level is admirable.

However, less than three minutes passed.

Yi Zhonghai was worried again and again. He wanted to put down the tools in his hands and stop the machine tool; but when he stopped, the precious parts in his hands were destroyed. Every precision part was imported and expensive.

Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to endure it and continue the operation.

However, as I was doing my eyelids, a fight started.

However, the next second.

"ah!!!!!"

Yi Zhonghai's little finger was swept by the machine tool cutting machine.

Instantly blood flowed into a river.

"Oops, there was an accident! Something happened to Master Yi!"

"Quick, stop the machine!"

"Master Yi, how are you doing, Master Yi..."

Yi Zhonghai felt as if half of his little finger had been hit, and he wanted to take a look.

Everyone was shocked!

The half of Yi Zhonghai's little finger was bent at 90 degrees, leaving only a layer of skin!

shocking!

Shocking!

Yi Zhonghai pinched his little finger and his whole body trembled.

"Quickly, send Master Yi to the infirmary!"

"be quick!"

Later, Yi Zhonghai was sent to the infirmary by several workers.

After a simple bandage was applied to stop the bleeding, he was sent to the hospital again to see if the half of his thumb could be reattached.

What happened next to Yi Zhonghai spread throughout the entire steel rolling mill in an instant.

Qin Huairu also heard about it, but when she ran to see him, he had already been taken to the hospital.

Qin Huairu wanted to take leave to go to the hospital, but she went to the hospital one after another some time ago, and she took too much leave.

If this continues, the workshop director will go crazy, and his salary will definitely be deducted.

Therefore, Qin Huairu planned to eat in the cafeteria at noon, go back and tell Aunt Yi, and then go to the hospital together.

In the morning, Qin Huairu was also upset all day long.

However, she is an apprentice and often does hard work, so even if she keeps falling asleep, there will be no problem.

It was noon in a blink of an eye.

Qin Huairu came to the canteen and quickly lined up.

While waiting in line, Qin Huairu kept nodding and dozing off, laughing all day long.

The worker next to her asked her quickly. "Qin Huairu, what's wrong with you? Did you stay up late last night?"

"No, last night, especially in the second half of the night, the child cried and didn't sleep all night." In fact, after Qin Huairu came back last night, he took a shower and slept for a while.

However, I didn't sleep for a while.

He was tortured and woken up by Mrs. Jia's sleep talking.

This shameless old lady Jia couldn't stop dreaming all night.

"Zhuzi, are you sincere to me?"

"Zhuzi, I want to eat chicken eggs..."

"Zhuzi, you are so kind!"

"#17,#7...."

All in all, I recited it hundreds of times every day and night.

Qin Huairu is really crazy.

She felt that if things continued like this, Mrs. Jia might remarry before she did.

How ironic!

The old widow actually has spring? On the contrary, she, a pretty widow, is extremely embarrassed.

Qin Huairu just listened to her sleep talk to Silly Zhu.

She now finally believes what the comrade said that day at the police station. This old lady Jia really recited it hundreds of times.

However, there was one thing she didn't understand.

Silly Zhu is just to anger himself and take revenge on himself;

What about Mrs. Jia?

Why are you like this?

Do you really love me?

Qin Huairu had insomnia again.

He kept his eyes open like that until dawn.

At this moment, Qin Huairu was still having a hard time. The sister and co-worker asked, "Why don't you help you get food?"

However, Qin Huairu missed the shot.

She felt like she could.

Finally, after queuing for a long time, it was Qin Huairu's turn.

Qin Huairu's eyes were hazy, and she staggered to the place where the food was served. She took a look inside, and it seemed that Silly Zhu was not there.

Silly Zhu probably knew Yi Zhonghai's situation and passed by first.

"Bring me a potato, two...

Not finished yet.

Qin Huairu made a pop and fell towards the pot of noodles.

No one paid attention.

I heard a clang.

The portion of noodles was knocked over, and the slightly hot noodles fell onto Qin Huairu's head.

"ah!!!!"

Qin Huairu screamed.

The sound shook the entire cafeteria.

"Who is that person? Why did he knock over the noodles? How can I eat it?"

"No, have you eaten any noodles now? I don't really want to eat anything else!"

"That one seems to be Qin Huairu from the first workshop. It's her. She actually knocked over the noodles. Is this intentional?"

"That's right! It's really weird that this guy can't stand firmly while eating food!"

"I just saw her looking inside the cafeteria. She and the chef in the cafeteria, He Yuzhu, were a bit confused. Did she lose her mind when she saw that He Yuzhu was not there?"

There was a lot of discussion in the cafeteria.

The sister co-worker just now was also shocked.

"Oops! Why did you fall?"

She quickly stepped forward to help him up.

Several workers also came up to help.

Qin Huairu's head, face, and work clothes were all covered with noodles, woof.

And there is some soup.

Qin Huairu jumped and screamed in pain.

Especially the palm of my hand just now was directly inserted into the hot noodle soup.

At this moment, it was already red and even blistered.

"Quickly, send it to the infirmary for treatment!"

"Come here, workmate, do me a favor!"

"Let's go, we'll take you there."

Qin Huairu was quickly sent to the infirmary, cleaned, cooled down, and applied with burn medicine...

Or not!

Finally, he was sent to the hospital.

If Lin Weiguo saw all this, I'm afraid he would sigh.

There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, who will be spared by heaven?

Last night, the two planned to plot and plot against themselves, but in the end they were not punished.

However, today we still cannot escape the fate. .