Siheyuan: Start with a big car

Chapter 154 The So-called Donation

Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua returned home.

Seeing that they were empty-handed, Mrs. Jia Zhang's expression darkened immediately.

Putting down the soles of the shoes, the triangular eyes squinted: "Why did you come back empty-handed?

In the afternoon, I saw Li Weidong plucking ducks. Could it be that he didn't stew them at night? No way! "

These days, Qin Huairu is taking care of Banggen in the hospital, and no one cooks for Jiazhang.

She began to pay attention to the neighbors around her all day long.

Someone made delicious food, she asked Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua to come and ask for it.

No one can refuse the poor two children, right?

Xiao Dang and Xiao Huaihua were afraid of Jia Zhang, so they lowered their heads and told what happened just now.

After Jia Zhang heard this, she was furious and cursed, "This Li Weidong is not a good guy either, and he didn't give the children a few dollars when he cooked the meat.

Eat, eat, I'll choke you to death later! "

"Last time, the stick was injured and I asked him for help, but he refused. In the future, just like Shazhu, he will also be bankrupt."

After scolding for a while, still not relieved, I was going to Li's house to ask for an explanation.

From Jia Zhang's point of view, Jia's family lives in poverty, and now the stick is hospitalized again. If the neighbor does not help her family, it is the neighbor's fault.

When he reached the Crescent Gate, Mrs. Jia Zhang stopped and muttered to himself:

"No, Li Weidong is a truck driver and can make more money than Sha Zhu.

The Yu family's family background is also solid, and it's not time to turn their faces.

Huai Ru said that it was Yu Li who made a hindrance last time, otherwise Li Weidong would definitely agree.

It's just that the money spent on the treatment of stick stems should be paid back. "

"By the way, residents can donate money!"

Jia Zhang's eyes lit up immediately, and he turned his ass and ran to Yi Zhonghai's house.

When Yi Zhonghai heard that he was going to raise donations for Jia's family, his face turned so dark that he could drip ink.

Over the years, Jia's family has done a lot of fundraising.

Jia Xudong was injured, Qin Huairu gave birth to Sophora japonica, and Jia Zhang's fell ill five or six times.

The sympathy of the residents has long been wiped out, the money raised from the donations is getting less and less, and his uncle's face can't be held back.

"Old sister-in-law, do you still remember the last time we raised less than five yuan?"

Yi Zhonghai was about to persuade Jia Zhang to give up, but was interrupted by Jia Zhang.

A sinister smile appeared on Jia Zhang's face, and he muttered in Yi Zhonghai's ear for a while.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes widened little by little, and he looked at Jia Zhang in surprise.

This old godly woman has changed her previous sloppy style and learned to use her brain.

"If it's done properly, it's indeed feasible. You hurry back and prepare, and I'll let the old lady beat the gong."

kuang , kuang , kuang
Three gongs sounded, and a big mother shouted from outside: "Everyone is paying attention, everyone is paying attention, after dinner, everyone gathered in the middle courtyard, our courtyard is going to hold a meeting. "

At this time, Li Weidong and Yu Li had finished their meal and were exercising.

Hearing the beating of the gong, the two frowned in unison.

Yu Li: "There is another meeting. Our compound is really uneasy. Let's not go this time. You have been away on business for so long, so hurry up and rest."

Li Weidong reached out and pinched her cute little nose: "Go, why not! Yi Zhonghai likes to make excuses, if you don't go, he will definitely label you as not united with the masses.

Besides, I also want to see what they are planning to do. "

"Well, I listen to you."

Reluctantly, Yu Li sat up from Li Weidong's lap and helped Li Weidong bring a thick cotton jacket.

The two washed up and left the house hand in hand.

As soon as he went out, he ran into Xu Damao and Lou Xiaoe.

When Xu Damao saw Yu Li's wet hair, her blushing face, and the unconcealable joy in her eyes, he suddenly understood.

He gave Li Weidong a vicious look.

Such a good woman, marrying a big boss who can only drive a big car, is really a mess.

Lou Xiao'e was stupid, and came up to say hello: "Yu Li, it's so cold, why did you wash your hair?"

"I, I, I," Yu Li hesitated.

He secretly grabbed Li Weidong's waist, twisted it lightly, and gave him an angry look.

"It's all your fault, you have to make people do squats!"

Squat to save energy. Li Weidong can only giggle "hehe".

To avoid embarrassment, he changed the topic.

"Sister Xiao'e, I'm not at home these few days, and I don't understand some things. Do you know why the meeting is held today?"

Although Lou Xiao'e stayed in the courtyard all day, she was a careless person, and she couldn't explain why.

It was Xu Damao who gave the answer: "When I came back just now, I saw Mrs. Jia Zhang went to Yi Zhonghai's house. It must be to donate money to the Jia family."

"Donate money? Even if the stick is injured, you don't need to spend money, right? She is a worker, and even if her children see a doctor, the factory will pay for it."

"Hey, you don't know, but this time Bang Geng cut off the pig's tail, but it made Director Yang very angry, and held a meeting to criticize Qin Huairu by name.

It would be fine if she wasn't fired. How could the factory be responsible for the medical expenses of the stick. "

Xu Damao spat fiercely while speaking: "The Jia family has to donate money when something happens. It's so fucking bullying. Anyway, I won't donate this time."

Li Weidong: "I don't want to donate either."

The two chatted and came to the venue.

In the dim light, the faces of the residents were all ugly.

When the big guys saw Jia Zhang holding the cardboard box made of newspapers, they already understood that this is the rhythm of asking them to donate.

Yi Zhonghai took a sip of tea, stood up, his sharp eyes gliding over the faces of the residents, and said slowly: "Maybe the big guy already knows.

The stick in our compound was accidentally bitten by a pig and is now lying in the hospital.

Everyone knows the situation of Jia's family. Qin Huairu is living a very difficult life with a salary alone.

We are all in the same compound, and we should lend a helping hand as a matter of course.

So, now I ask everyone to donate some money to the sticks to help the Jia family overcome this difficulty.

"

As soon as his words fell, there was a burst of discussion among the crowd.

"Why are you not careful? You didn't go to steal a pig in the middle of the night, and you were bitten by a pig."

"That's right, our money didn't come from a strong wind, why should we donate it to Jia's family?"

The big guy's thoughts did not exceed Yi Zhonghai's expectations, and he gave Jia Zhang a wink.

Jia Zhang walked to the center of the crowd with the cardboard box in his arms, and bowed to the big guy:

"There are so many good people in our compound. When they heard the news of the donation, they came to my house before the meeting and insisted on donating to me.

They were all donations of ten or five yuan, which moved my wife very much, and I will definitely remember him for the rest of my life. "

While talking, Jia Zhang shook the cardboard box twice.

Sure enough, there was a sound of 'Hula Hula' in the box, and it seemed that there was a lot of money in it.

This made Li Weidong a little puzzled, is there really a fool who donated money to Jia's family.

The residents looked at each other in dismay when they heard that someone had already donated, and how much they had donated.

If someone starts, if they don't say something, then they are not active.

These days, not being active is making mistakes, and people are most afraid of being told that they are not active.

Yi Zhonghai smiled secretly, and shouted at the residents: "Of course, the situation of the big guys is different, and there is no need to learn from those activists. The big guys can do whatever they want, one or two is too little."

After speaking, he first took out ten yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into the box, then turned to look at Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui: "Both of you are in charge, you should also set an example."

(End of this chapter)