The Boss of the Yan Family in Siheyuan

Time has come to December before we know it.

On Sunday morning, Yan Jiecheng got up to prepare for cooking. When he opened the door, he found that it was completely white outside, with heavy snowflakes like goose feathers floating in the sky, and snowflakes blown by the wind flying everywhere.

The thick snow on the ground made a crunching sound when stepped on, just like a little mouse chewing something.

I walked to the cellar entrance, used a broom to clear away the snow at the door, went in to get some cabbage and eggs, and then started cooking.

After the meal was ready, Yu Li and the two children were called up. The family of four gathered around the table to eat while Yan Jiecheng peeled the egg shells for the two little guys.

The two little guys were arguing about making a snowman. Yu Li picked up the chopsticks and knocked them on each other, and then they calmed down.

"You want to play with the snowman while wearing new clothes. I don't want these clothes anymore? If you two soil your clothes, let me see how I can clean you up." Yu Li rolled her eyes at them angrily.

Yan Jiecheng looked at their aggrieved expressions and said unbearably: "I'll ask your uncle to build a snowman for you later, but you two can only watch and are not allowed to go over and play."

When they heard that they asked their uncle to help them build a snowman, even though they couldn't play with it, it was better than nothing, so they nodded happily and agreed.

They were eating when the first man suddenly opened the door and walked in. Yan Jiecheng frowned and looked at the first man who came in without knocking.

"Master, even if you have something to do, you have to knock on the door." Yan Jiecheng said dissatisfied. I don't know when I got into the habit of going in without knocking.

The uncle was stunned for a moment when he was told that. He thought about the last time that Silly Zhu broke into their house without knocking on the door and watched his wife change clothes. His face turned red and he looked a little embarrassed. He really wanted to find a mouse hole to crawl in. Then he thought about it.

I came to talk about something this time, so I opened my mouth and said:

"Jie Cheng, it's my fault for entering without knocking, but this time it's really urgent. The old lady is gone. Do you think I can stop being anxious?"

Yan Jiecheng was stunned when he heard the news and didn't react. Although he knew that the old lady wouldn't live long, he didn't expect to die so soon. It had only been a month since he came back from the hospital. A few days ago, he saw a aunt pushing

I was sitting with an old lady basking in the sun. Just a few days later, there were no more people.

"Master, wasn't the old lady fine a few days ago? Why did she suddenly disappear?"

"Isn't the temperature a little low these days? The old lady may have a cold and a fever, and she hasn't recovered after taking some medicine. When your aunt went to deliver the meal to the old lady this morning, the old lady had already died."

He said hesitantly.

The main reason is that this matter has something to do with the Jia Zhang family. The old lady passed away so early because of the Jia Zhang family's help.

After picking up the old lady from the hospital, Qin Huairu went to work. The job of taking care of the old lady was left to the aunt, but the aunt couldn't guard the old lady 24 hours a day. She had to give

Yi Zhonghai is cooking, cleaning the house, and washing clothes.

So the first uncle approached Mrs. Jia Zhang and asked her to help look after the old lady. She didn’t have to do any work, just help look after the old lady when the first mother was busy. That’s all, the first uncle agreed.

She agreed to give her five yuan a month.

This is also a helpless move. In the whole compound, only Jia Zhang has time, and others have no time even if they want to help.

The aunt and Mrs. Jia Zhang were taking care of it, so the uncle didn't pay much attention to it. After all, he had to go to work every day, so he could only spend some time with the old lady on Sundays.

Even when the old lady was lying on the bed, she couldn't speak. The uncle didn't know how Jia Zhang took care of the old lady, so he sent the old lady away in just one month.

Yan Jiecheng: "What do you mean, uncle?"

"The old lady just left like this and she doesn't have any relatives. No matter what, the neighbors in our street have to help with the old lady's funeral arrangements. I came here to inform you that I will come to the central courtyard after dinner later.

Let’s have a meeting and discuss how to deal with the old lady’s funeral arrangements.”

Yan Jiecheng heard that the uncle came here just for this matter, and nodded in agreement without thinking. After all, death is a big deal, and the courtyard has never encountered a death in more than ten years. Although the old lady died a few years earlier than in the TV series

, but he is already over eighty. In this era, living to be over eighty is considered a long life.

After dinner, Yu Li was asked to look after the child at home, while Yan Jiecheng carried the bench and went to the middle courtyard.

When the first man saw that people were almost here, he expressed his idea that everyone should handle the funeral arrangements for the old lady together.

Others didn't say anything, but the second uncle did stand up and raise objections. Since being educated by Director Wang last time, the second uncle has been reading newspapers, listening to the radio, and studying national policies carefully.

"Lao Yi, I think your idea is wrong. We should keep the old lady's funeral simple. Our country advocates frugality now. Besides, if we really want to do it for three days as you said, do we still have to ask for leave?

"With so many people asking for leave, won't it affect the factory's production?"

"Then what do you think we should do?" the first uncle said angrily, glaring at the second uncle.

"I think we should keep everything simple. First we take the old lady's body to the crematorium for cremation. Then we hold a memorial service for the old lady in the courtyard. This way the day is over and no one needs to ask for leave." The second uncle looked at Yi.

Zhong Hai looked at himself with red eyes. Although he was very scared, he still had the courage to speak.

After hearing what the second uncle said, Silly Zhu was about to say something when he was stopped by Qin Huairu. Qin Huairu also thought this was good, saving money and effort. If it was a big deal, the old lady would definitely use the little money left over from selling the house.

not enough.

Maybe their family will have to get some from outside by then. After all, the old lady usually has a good relationship with the uncle's family and their family, and they even spend the Chinese New Year together.

If you don't pay for this, you will definitely get stabbed in the back. Besides, it was the second uncle who suggested this, and it won't be possible to talk to their family when the time comes.

"Old Yi, I think what Old Liu said makes sense, and it is also in line with national policy. Besides, the old lady is gone, so what's the point of holding a big funeral? Why don't you hold the memorial service in the courtyard?

Let's have a few tables for everyone to have a meal together." Yan Bugui also said in agreement. He was not opposed to the big event, the main reason was that he didn't want to ask for leave. After all, if you take one day off, you will be deducted for one day.

Although the First Master intended to object, he was a bit weak on his own. Even Silly Zhu, who was not of the same mind as him, could only nod his head and agreed.

After the meeting, the first uncle and the first aunt put a shroud on the old lady, and then called the second uncle and Yan Bugui to take the old lady to the crematorium for cremation.

The first aunt, second aunt and third aunt led people to decorate the funeral hall for the old lady in the courtyard.