Qin Huairu was afraid that if the law did not stipulate this, then he would become a stalker and steal money.
"From a legal perspective, as a couple, if one party dies in the line of duty, the pension will be inherited by the spouse. If both parties die in the line of duty, the pension will be inherited by the children."
"Of course, there is a prerequisite for this, that is, as a woman, you cannot remarry with your children. If you want to remarry, your husband's pension will be divided into three parts. You will inherit one part, and the other part will belong to the woman. Finally,
One share belongs to your husband’s parents, that is, your parents-in-law.”
"Among them, your share is the largest, followed by the children, and finally the elderly." The person at the Yamen Gate explained roughly.
When Qin Huairu heard that it was basically the same as what Yang Zhe said, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
"I've asked Teacher Ran from our school a long time ago, and she said the same thing as my Uncle Yang said." Banggeng said at the side.
"What are you, Uncle Yang? That guy is not a good person. You stay away from him in the future. If he doesn't sell you, you still have to help him count the money." Silly Zhu said with a dark face.
"It's me, Uncle Yang. I'm much better than you, and I know more than you. You don't understand this, and you still let my grandma beat my mother and scold my mother. Look how powerful I am, Uncle Yang. My grandma
If you beat my mother, I, Uncle Yang, will deal with my grandma directly." Banggeng glared and scratched his neck as he retorted, not taking Banggian seriously at all.
"Hey, you little bastard, who brings you a lunch box every day? Did your Uncle Yang give you a bite to eat?" Silly Zhu said with a dark face.
"When my mother was beaten, it was my Uncle Yang who came forward, but you just hid aside and watched the fun. My Uncle Yang said that my family's money belongs to my mother, but you didn't say a word and didn't understand anything. You only knew that
That silly smile." Banggan didn't listen to what Sha Zhu said at all, thinking that it was only natural that Sha Zhu brought him food.
"Okay, stop arguing. What are you doing here? Is it because of a family dispute or because someone beat you?" The people from the Yamen said to Qin Huairu.
"No, that's what happened..." Qin Huairu quickly told the story about the money lost at home. However, Qin Huairu avoided the important and did not say that Banggeng had stolen his grandma's money. He only said that Banggeng had stolen it from himself.
money.
However, no matter what Qin Huairu said, no one at the government office would believe it. If a child went out with five hundred yuan and said it was for money, no one would believe it.
However, in this era, the laws are not perfect. In the final analysis, this matter is an internal matter of the Jia family. Qin Huairu showed an attitude of not pursuing the stick and just wanted to get the money back.
The people at the yamen gate had to take notes first, and then send someone to follow Qin Huairu and Banggan to inspect the place where the money was hidden. There was nothing to inspect at night. At this time, there were no advanced equipment such as fingerprints.
Cases are handled based on experience and instinct.
The people at the Yamen Gate knew that 99% of the money would not be found, but they could not say anything. They could only comfort Qin Huairu with a few words and let them go back and wait for the news.
Qin Huairu also understood that there was a high probability that the money would not be recovered. After leaving the yamen gate, Qin Huairu couldn't help but burst into tears.
Five hundred yuan, it took Qin Huairu nearly two years to earn this money without eating or drinking, but in the end, it was gone. It would be okay if the money was tightly held in the hands of Jia Zhang, but Qin Huairu just ignored it.
, However, Qin Huairu missed this money.
Just a little bit, just a little bit, this money belongs to you.
Qin Huairu's crying was so tragic. Qin Huairu really cried this time, crying from the bottom of her heart. It was not the kind of performance-style crying before, but she cried sincerely.
I don’t know where Qin Huairu came from so many tears. Qin Huairu cried from the yamen gate to the courtyard. Even when she returned to the courtyard, she still cried there.
The people in the courtyard already know the whole story, so don’t even think about expecting the people in the courtyard to sympathize. It’s better if they don’t add insult to injury.
At this time, the people in the courtyard looked like they were related to each other on the surface, and the aunts were trying to persuade them, but in their hearts they were happy and gloating about others' misfortune, but they couldn't show it on the surface, so they had to pinch their thighs and so on.
Use this method to prevent yourself from laughing out loud with the greatest perseverance.
After the people in the courtyard pretended to comfort Qin Huairu for a while, they went home with smiles on their faces. Some people couldn't help but laugh "quack, quack, quack~" when they left the house.
When I got home, I was naturally filled with bursts of gloating laughter...
Yang Zhe was not gloating about his misfortune, but was thinking about a problem.
Let’s not talk about the deep-seated issues of human nature such as hating you if you have it and laughing at you if you don’t have it; despising you for being poor and fearing that you are rich. We are just talking about the surface.
For example, if a person is walking on the road and suddenly falls, most of the people watching will definitely burst out laughing with joy at his misfortune. The key is that this kind of laughter comes from the heart.
Perhaps only a few people have an indifferent attitude and turn a blind eye.
This kind of thing happens everywhere.
Why?
Why is this happening? This should have nothing to do with poverty, wealth, or lack of education. This is human instinct, or nature.
Yang Zhe doesn't know if people in other worlds are like this, and hopes to have the opportunity to investigate it in the rest of his life.
Yang Zhe couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"What's wrong? Are you feeling distressed?" Lou Xiao'e crawled into Yang Zhe's house like a ghost.
"Why are you here?" Yang Zhe asked strangely.
"That's how I came. Don't worry, no one noticed me. Everyone is busy gloating about my misfortune." Lou Xiao'e snorted disdainfully.
"Yes, people's happiness is often based on the pain of others. Qin Huairu is in so much pain now. Is it any wonder that the beasts in the courtyard are unhappy?" Yang Zhe sneered.
"Beast?" Lou Xiao'e's eyes lit up, thinking that this word really fits the moral character of everyone in the courtyard.
"You said they are beasts, what about you?" Lou Xiao'e suddenly asked.
"Of course I am more of an animal than an animal." After Yang Zhi finished speaking, an evil tiger pounced on the food and threw Lou Xiao'e down on the bed.
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We are all foxes for thousands of years, so there is no need to play with fairy tales. Since we are here, it means that we have already made plans in our hearts.
"Lou Xiao'e seems to have some taste for food, isn't Xu Damao good at it?" About half an hour later, Yang Zhe leaned on the bedside, smoking a cigarette, and thought leisurely.
"Sing me a song." Lou Xiao'e suddenly said.
"What song?" Yang Zhe asked.
"Fire Eyes and Golden Eyes is the song you sang in the alley just now." Lou Xiao'e said with her eyes bright.
"That song is not suitable for you. Let me sing "A Easily Injured Woman". I think this song is very suitable for the occasion." Yang Zhe said.
"Kissing you every other night, I can't feel how real you are..."
A leisurely singing voice came softly. Although Yang Zhe was not a little nightclub prince, he was not the kind of tone-deaf person either. Generally speaking, he was still average and slightly above.
"It's really nice, but this song is too explicit." Lou Xiao'e said.
Given the characteristics of this era, this song is indeed too avant-garde. Yang Zhe nodded.
"It is indeed a bit explicit, so I will only sing it to you. By the way, I would like to express my gloating over Qin Huairu. Don't you think Qin Huairu is also an easily injured woman? She has to cry for a long time after losing so much money.
Right." Yang Zhe said.
"Pfft~" Lou Xiao'e laughed out loud. Only Lou Xiao'e could barely understand and accept the content of this song. If you sang it to Qin Huairu, she might report you, or else she would use it as an excuse.
You, drink your blood.
However, the name of this song is quite suitable for Qin Huairu, a woman who is easily injured; the lyrics are also very suitable for Lou Xiao'e, who is also a woman who is easily injured.
Chapter completed!