Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 33 I Don't Donate

"Donate?"

When Yang Xiaotao heard this word, he immediately thought of the famous courtyard scene in the film and television drama.

It's just that it was donating money to the Jia family, but now it's donating money to those in need.

The objects of the two are different.

and many more.

need help?

Yang Xiaotao narrowed his eyes and looked down at Jia Dongxu who was also eager to try, "It's better not like that, otherwise, I want to take advantage of me, hehe."

After a brief noise, the crowd was quickly blocked by the cold wind and listened quietly.

At this time, it was the third master Yan Fugui's turn to play.

"Neighbors, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors."

"Someone will inevitably have difficult times."

"The ancients said that if people do good, even if the blessings have not come, the disasters will be far away."

"It means that this person has done good deeds. Although the reward of good fortune has not come, the disaster has been far away from him."

"This is what makes us do more good things and help people in need more."

"So, what the uncle said is very necessary. The people in our compound should help each other, unite and love each other."

"This is also a manifestation of the spiritual civilization of our compound, which is very meaningful for the selection of the compound."

The third master is worthy of being the people's teacher. Although few people present understood what the ancients said, they still understood the last sentence.

To help others is to maintain the unity of the compound and to donate money.

Yang Xiaotao clicked his tongue, this Yan Laoxi is still a bit level.

If another person said this, he would really believe it.

But he is a stingy abacus, a master who has to pluck a few chicken feathers from an iron cock passing in front of him, so what he said is no different from farting.

Everyone also knew Yan Fugui's character, especially when it came to money issues, he didn't talk.

Money is hard to earn these days, no one's family is blown by strong winds, and they live by penny by penny. If there is less money, the family will be sad.

Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, the old man wanted to end it as soon as possible, so he said again, "The amount of donation this time depends on one's own will."

"I believe that the people in our yard are all warm-hearted, and we won't let that kind of tragedy happen here."

"In this way, as the uncle in the yard, I will donate 5 yuan on behalf of our family."

Yi Zhonghai said sonorously, as if covering the cold wind for everyone to hear.

5 yuan, in the eyes of many people with a monthly income of more than ten or twenty, is definitely a huge sum of money.

But in Yang Xiaotao's view, a person with a monthly income of 99 yuan donated only 5 yuan, and he behaved so righteously, it was really disgusting to see.

However, it's also the same sentence, the amount of donation depends on one's own will, as long as you don't mess with him, he doesn't want to be troublesome.

After all, he agrees to donate to those in need.

"Well, since the first uncle has made a sample, then I, as the second uncle, the steward of the yard, cannot watch the people in the same courtyard suffer from the cold."

"I, Liu Haizhong, donate on behalf of our family, 5 yuan."

As he said that, Liu Haizhong also had a resolute expression on his face.

Putting five yuan in front of Yan Fugui, Yan Fugui immediately wrote it down in the notebook.

Many people in the crowd started to clap their hands. The two donated ten yuan, and a few more would be enough.

At this time, people turned their attention to the third master.

Yan Fugui sat on the stool, not knowing whether it was the cold weather or blushing, restless, but he had to speak.

"Everyone knows what's going on in our family."

Yan Fugui said something about his family as usual, then gritted his teeth and took out a dollar, "My family will give me a dollar."

Bow your head, not speaking.

"No, third master, you just pay one dollar?"

Silly Zhu stood aside and said dissatisfied.

When Yan Fugui heard this, he immediately snorted coldly, "What? Is my family poor?"

"Is this too little for you?"

Sha Zhu curled his lips, and said in disgust, "At any rate, you are also the third master in our courtyard. It is because we all believe in you that we let you be the master in charge. Now that the courtyard is in trouble, I don't want to spend more money. Would you mind?"

Yan Fugui's face turned red, he was so angry that he couldn't speak.

Yi Zhonghai on the side quickly stood up to smooth things over, "Zhuzi, what are you talking about, donations are all based on personal wishes."

The second uncle, Liu Haizhong, also laughed, "That's right, we can't force donations. It all depends on one's own will."

While speaking, he emphasized his intentions in the back, and Yan Fugui naturally understood what it meant, that is to say, his intentions were not enough.

But he can't help it, the whole family lives on his little salary, and he has to save some to buy coal.

Who knows what will happen this winter.

As for the coal bought with donations, based on what he knew about Yi Zhonghai, it was definitely not his family's share.

Even if there are, there will not be many.

The bastard Yi Zhonghai, the hateful Liu Haizhong, the damn stupid Zhu.

Yan Fugui cursed in his heart, and the silly Zhu next to him took out five yuan from his pocket, "We are all in the same compound, which family is not in trouble?"

"I'll pay you five dollars!"

Silly Zhu said, looking around with a haughty look like a white swan.

Yan Fugui on the top lowered his head again, pinched his fingers under the table together, and his eyes behind the glasses gleamed with hatred.

Silly Zhu didn't realize it, seeing that the people around him still didn't come forward to donate money, he smiled disdainfully and stared at Xu Damao who was beside him.

"Silly Mao. Our yard has been neighbors for many years, so you can't be stingy about this."

Xu Damao was disgusting as if he had eaten a fly. He didn't resist this, after all, it was for those in need in the yard, but what Sha Zhu said made him feel overwhelmed.

Especially the word "shamao" makes me feel uncomfortable after hearing it.

"Sha Zhu, let me tell you, if you call me Sha Mao again, I will never end with you."

"Oh, it's not over? You call me Shazhu, why did I call you Shamao?"

Silly Zhu looked generous, he didn't care about killing one thousand enemies and injuring himself eight hundred, Xu Damao was speechless for a while.

"My family donated five yuan."

Just when Xu Damao was angry, Xu's father came out and took out five yuan to be the projectionist in the factory. In this yard, the uncle is better than his family.

In terms of family background, the second uncle Liu Haizhong is not as rich as Xu's family.

"Hey, Uncle Xu is still arrogant and stupid, and he will learn how to behave from Uncle Xu in the future."

Sha Zhu said without thinking, and Xu's father was not angry when he heard it. He also knew Sha Zhu's temperament all these years.

Otherwise, why would it be called a silly column?

Xu Damao stretched out his hand and waved his fist in the air, Shazhu raised his head, meaning that you come if you have the ability.

After finishing Xu Damao, Sha Zhu looked at Yang Xiaotao who was outside the crowd.

In his heart, Shazhu hated Yang Xiaotao even more, not only because the other party beat him up and made him lose face, but also because Yang Xiaotao had completely changed his appearance, not as easy to bully as before.

Silly Zhu is like this, he is able to do things that normal people do because he has a sense of superiority in his heart for those who are not as good as him.

But those who are stronger than himself, hating the rich and narrow-minded, make him wish for the other party to be unlucky.

Now, he really wanted to see Yang Xiaotao suffer.

He took a breath in his mouth to warm his hands, and then shouted loudly.

"Yang Xiaotao, you are also a first-class worker now, and the whole family is alone, don't you want to donate some too!"

"Everyone in this compound is watching. You asked me for ten yuan last time. I think you can donate it. It's not a legitimate income anyway."

"Do you think so?"

Yang Xiaotao knew the other party's plan when Sha Zhu looked over. Although it was funny to hear this, he didn't care, he already had an idea in his heart.

Uncle Chen on the side wanted to talk, but Yang Xiaotao waved his hands, "Masters, all elders are here, just follow the order, so it won't be my turn."

"My uncle said that we should respect the old and love the young. This is not just talking about respecting the elders."

"Silly Zhu, you are in such a hurry to show off, do you have a higher status than your uncles?"

Yang Xiaotao smiled, not to mention how much he donated, but he was talking about him anyway.

Silly Zhu's face turned red, he just wanted to show it in a hurry, but he forgot about it.

In fact, when Shazhu donated five yuan, many people were already dissatisfied.

A junior came out and raised the price so high, how dare they make uncles like them take a quarter of a cent?
What is this but roasting on a fire?
It was only because of the uncle's face that he didn't speak.

Silly column pass, the uncle hastily opened his mouth when he saw this.

"As I said, everyone's donations are based on their hearts. More or less it is love for this yard."

Everyone didn't say much, Yang Xiaotao smiled at the side, but he didn't donate.

Silly Zhu also noticed that he didn't show up until the end, so he sneered, "Sooner or later."

Yang Xiaotao ignored it, while Uncle Chen got up, came to the middle, took out the fifty cents, and put it in front of Yan Fugui.

Yan Fugui glanced at it, nodded and wrote it down.

Everyone knows the situation of the Chen family, only one son works in Shanghai, far away from Sijiu City, he can't take care of him, and he doesn't have anyone to take care of him in life.

Then, a few more people came out, but they were all a few cents. Even Wang Dashan dropped thirty cents, and Yi Zhonghai and the others didn't say anything.

Watching Jia Dongxu take out [-] cents and put it on the table, there were some donations from ten or so households in the end, but the sum was only three or four yuan, which was not as much as the three uncles.

Silly Zhu watched the last person finish, and looked at Yang Xiaotao again.

"Yang Xiaotao, it's your turn this time."

Looking at it provocatively, Yang Xiaotao patted the non-existent dust on his hands, stood up, and walked into the crowd step by step.

"Go aside."

Seeing Shazhu blocking the front, Yang Xiaotao said coldly, Shazhu snorted again and got out of the way.

Yang Xiaotao came to the table, not in a hurry to get money, but asked about Yi Zhonghai.

"Grandpa, I heard just now that you said you were buying coal for those in need in the yard."

"I'm a little unclear. I want to ask who in our yard needs help."

"I'm not embarrassing and laughing at everyone. I agree with donations to help those in need."

When Yang Xiaotao said this, he first stated his attitude.

He is not cold-blooded and willing to help those in need.

"But the ancients said that there is no rule, and now we are also a society ruled by law. We must have regulations for everything, right?"

Yang Xiaotao didn't say a word, Yi Zhonghai's face turned cold, and Liu Haizhong next to him was even more angry. Is this saying that their boss doesn't follow the rules?
If it weren't for guarding so many people, with his temper, he would have to give him two big mouths.

"Yes, what Xiaotao said makes sense."

Suddenly, the third master agreed, "There is no rule without rules."

"First uncle, second uncle, we really need to set goals, who and what families need help, we can't generalize, otherwise we will be aimless, but we will make empiricist mistakes."

Yi Zhonghai Liu Haizhong was out of breath, where on earth do you Yan Laoxi belong to? You were stabbed in the back with a knife.

Yang Xiaotao smiled, he didn't expect these three masters to be really calculating.

He didn't think that Yan Fugui was kind enough to speak for him.

Based on his understanding of this abacus, he must have had the idea of ​​"needing someone else".

"But it has nothing to do with him."

Yang Xiaotao saw that some of the crowd agreed and some were confused, so he ignored them and said while looking at the crowd.

"You also know that I am in this yard and have never had any contact with the Jia family. If I use my donated money to help the Jia family, then forgive me."

Looking at the anger on Jia Dongxu's face, Yang Xiaotao spoke word by word.

"I-don't-donate!"

(End of this chapter)