As Qin Huairu approached, she squatted down, about to hug Jia Zhangshi.
A sudden change occurred.
Jia Zhangshi suddenly raised her hand and viciously slapped Qin Huairu's face: "You inauspicious thing, you harmed my son!"
"I'll kill you!"
With that, Jia Zhangshi raised her fist, ready to strike.
"Jia Family Sister-in-law."
"Don't you dare lay a hand on her, Qin Huairu is pregnant with your grandson."
"If you hit Qin Huairu, what if you harm the child in her belly?"
A group of women stepped forward, pulling back Jia Zhangshi.
Jia Zhangshi regained some clarity and glared at Yi Zhonghai: "How did my son get into an accident? Why didn't you, his Master, look after him?!"
"Dongxu took the Second-Level Fitter transfer exam this morning, and I was working at my station, but he never came back."
"How would I know, he... he..."
As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai turned his head to the side, covering his face with his hand, tears sliding from between his fingers.
The Old Chen sisters-in-law on the side couldn't bear to watch.
First Master was also sad.
"How exactly did my son get into an accident?"
Jia Zhangshi got up and grabbed Yi Zhonghai's clothes.
"I really don't know; if you want to know, go to the unit and ask the Leader."
"Dongxu is still there, waiting for you to bring him back."
Yi Zhonghai said sorrowfully.
"My son!"
Jia Zhangshi cried out in grief, about to collapse again.
Several Old Chen sisters-in-law quickly supported her.
"I want to see Dongxu, I want to bring my son back."
Jia Zhangshi murmured to herself, walking towards the Rolling Mill.
Qin Huairu quickly got up, disregarding the child in her belly, and supported Jia Zhangshi.
The two leaned on each other, walking forward.
"First Master, what should we do?"
Several Grandmas felt pity and looked at Yi Zhonghai.
"Let them go; our Courtyard will send a representative to keep an eye on them."
Yi Zhonghai gave First Aunt a look.
"I'll go; I'll bring back news if anything happens."
First Aunt offered proactively.
"You watch them until they enter the Rolling Mill, then come back; don't worry about anything else."
Yi Zhonghai specifically cautioned, worried that Jia Zhangshi would cause trouble at the Rolling Mill and implicate his wife.
The Courtyard sisters-in-law praised First Aunt, saying that at critical moments, someone still had to step up and help.
Yi Zhonghai escaped the crowd and went home to rest.
At the Rolling Mill entrance.
Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu, with tears streaming down their faces, were stopped by Security Guard.
"Comrade, who are you looking for? I'll inform the people inside for you."
The middle-aged male Security Guard said.
"I'm here to pick up my son; get out of my way!"
Jia Zhangshi immediately started cursing.
Her demeanor was very aggressive.
"Hey, why are you cursing?"
The middle-aged Security Guard was initially annoyed, then quickly realized: "You... sigh, you're Jia Dongxu's mother, right? You can't go in."
"I'll inform the Leader, and they will come to negotiate with you."
After speaking, he quickly called another Security Guard to go back and relay the message.
The Security Section had already issued a notice that Jia Dongxu's family must not be allowed into the factory.
The person could be taken back.
Compensation matters could be discussed at the entrance.
If family members entered the factory and had extreme behavior that couldn't be controlled, it would have a bad impact.
"I'm here to pick up my son, what do you care!"
Jia Zhangshi was very agitated, ignoring the Security Guard's advice, and walked into the factory.
"Hey, don't go, stop right there!"
The Security Guard reached out to block her, but Jia Zhangshi, relying on her weight, directly pushed him aside.
Unable to stop her, the Security Guard had no choice but to grab Jia Zhangshi.
This completely enraged Jia Zhangshi; after a loud shout, she began scratching wildly with her ten fingers.
The Security Guard's face quickly showed streaks of blood.
Even so, he remained steadfast at his post, holding Jia Zhangshi tightly.
More than ten minutes later, the Security Guard's face was disfigured.
The Leaders, riding bicycles, finally arrived.
"Leaders, you're finally here."
The Security Guard released his grip, tears almost welling up.
Holding Jia Zhangshi, he felt as if he was holding a rampaging rhinoceros.
It's too difficult for me.
"You've worked hard."
Hong Shengcai, the head Leader of the Security Section, patted the Security Guard's shoulder.
Then he came before Jia Zhangshi.
Seeing Jia Zhangshi, whose eyes were bloodshot and whose fingernails still had traces of blood, and Qin Huairu, who was standing beside her, cradling her belly, Hong Shengcai had a bad premonition.
He feared that Jia Dongxu's industrial injury would not be as easily settled as Chen Tuntian's.
Just now, Jia Zhangshi had inflicted tons of damage on the Security Guard, and now she was in a halftime break, taking the opportunity to adjust her breathing.
"Your son, Jia Dongxu, is at the Security Section; let's go to the Security Section to talk."
Hong Shengcai preempted her.
"My son, my son."
Jia Zhangshi's momentum immediately weakened, and she kept muttering.
Her footsteps followed Hong Shengcai.
Qin Huairu also followed, cradling her belly.
The group arrived at the Security Section office.
"Where's my son?"
Jia Zhangshi looked left and right, anxiously.
"Jia Family Sister-in-law, I hope you are mentally prepared."
Hong Shengcai said in a deep voice.
Jia Zhangshi's eyes were red, and she remained silent.
Qin Huairu's tears streamed down her face.
Two Security Guards carried a stretcher over and placed it on the ground.
A body lay on the stretcher, covered with a white cloth.
"My son!"
Jia Zhangshi knelt on the ground and lifted the white cloth.
Immediately after, she let out a series of screams.
Several Security Guards stood firmly beside Hong Shengcai, in case the family members went mad.
Qin Huairu almost fainted when she saw the corpse on the stretcher.
What was this even? His head was flattened.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law cried for several minutes before slowly stopping.
"The body needs to be buried; should I send someone to take it back for you?"
Hong Shengcai inquired.
Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu remained silent.
Hong Shengcai was not in a hurry.
After a while.
"Before I take my son home, I want to know how he died?"
Jia Zhangshi's voice was hoarse, her eyes red: "How could my son just be gone?!"
"Based on the situation at the scene, we made a simple deduction."
"It's highly likely that there was a patch of oil on the ground..."
Hong Shengcai briefly explained Jia Dongxu's cause of death.
The reason was simple.
Jia Dongxu returned after the exam, walking with his head down, stepped on a patch of oil, and slid forward a bit.
Unfortunately, the mold just happened to close, clamping Jia Dongxu's head.
Although it was absurd, it had a ridiculous and ironic feel to it.
But Jia Dongxu died, and that was the situation.
Hong Shengcai had worked at the Rolling Mill for many years and had seen more ridiculous causes of death than Jia Dongxu's.
"Dongxu, who took you down?"
Jia Zhangshi burst into another fit of crying.
After crying for a while, Hong Shengcai once again offered to send someone to take Jia Dongxu home.
This time, Jia Zhangshi did not refuse.
Hong Shengcai felt a little relieved.
The family's agreement to take the deceased home was the first step in their acceptance.
The rest would be easier.
Under Hong Shengcai's arrangement, three Security Guards from the Security Section were dispatched.
Two were responsible for carrying the stretcher.
One was responsible for preventing unforeseen circumstances.
They followed the Jia Family mother-in-law and daughter-in-law home.
"Next, we'll discuss compensation with the Jia Family, and this matter will be resolved."
Having completed the first step, Hong Shengcai's confidence in the subsequent work increased significantly.
Fitter First Team.
"I heard someone died in the mold team?"
"It seems so; many Leaders came."
"The employees there are all tight-lipped; they're not allowed to speak carelessly."
"Hey, Old Chen just left not long ago, and another one died."
A major incident occurred in the Workshop; although the Leaders issued a gag order, news still spread through various unofficial channels.
The Pliers worker team was all abuzz, guessing which unlucky soul had gone down to join Old Chen.
Chen Jianye had no interest in their topic of discussion; his full attention was on his work.
He had very little interaction with people from his team.
This also had its advantages; people wouldn't bother him with idle chatter, so it naturally wouldn't hinder his advancement.