Scholars in the courtyard.

Chapter 674 Yan Fugui's Way
Glancing at Ran Qiuye, Qin Jingru frowned.

The woman is pregnant again, and in even better shape.

Everyone's body will be deformed after giving birth, just like her cousin Qin Huairu. She used to be so slender, with a thin waist, big breasts, and a white face. She was the most beautiful woman in Qinjiazhuang. .

But after giving birth to three children, her waist has also become thicker, her lower abdomen has grown, her arms and thighs have become thicker, if it is not a good thing that the pair of lanterns are bigger, no one in this courtyard would like it.

But now, looking at Ran Qiuye, her face became fairer and her figure became taller. She vaguely felt that this woman had grown taller, so she looked at her long legs.

Qin Jingru had to admit that no matter in appearance, figure or temperament, she was inferior to Ran Qiuye.

I feel a little lost.

Just thinking that I came up from the countryside and lived the life of a city person, I am already very satisfied.

Right now, giving birth to Xu Damao's child will be settled.

Cough
Seeing that everyone in the yard had come, Liu Haizhong was about to speak.

After all, it's been like this before, and he's used to it.

It's just different this time, just as Liu Haizhong coughed twice, Yan Fugui coughed right after.

Mmmmm~~
"Is everyone here? Then let's hold a meeting of the whole house."

Yan Fugui opened his mouth and swallowed the words in Liu Haizhong's mouth. Just as he stood up, his crouched body slowly returned to his original position under Yan Fugui's voice.

Yan Fugui glanced at Liu Haizhong, and the eyes of the two collided.

After returning home, Yan Fugui knew that this was designed by Liu Haizhong.

Although he jumped into the pit and was about to bleed this time, it doesn't mean he has no temper.

The uncle in this courtyard is him, Yan Fugui.

Liu Haizhong put his head down, reached out and touched the five yuan in the right trousers pocket, then gritted his teeth and took out another five yuan from the left, and put them together.

"Yan Laoxi, let's see how you step down this time."

Yan Fugui sat there with a calm face, "Let's talk about something today."

"Lao Yi, who works in the rolling mill, and Qin Huairu, are now being rescued in the hospital because of an accident."

"As the uncle in the courtyard, I think we should help each other and help if we can."

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion."

"Our compound is not monolithic, and we don't engage in persecution. We all express our opinions, and everyone speaks a few words to make a statement."

"Break it out, whoever thinks it's okay to donate, whoever thinks it's unnecessary, let's have a minority obey the majority, what do you think?"

Yan Fugui spoke clearly and logically, and didn't care at all about the anxious bangs beside him, and Jia Zhang's face who was about to turn into a bitter melon.

How can there be such a meeting before?
Isn't it just that after the three uncles have finished speaking, make a statement, let a few people take the lead, and don't just donate?
Why are you still doing this?

Jia Zhang looked at Yan Fugui, gritted his teeth, "Uncle Yan, it wasn't like this before."

Jia Zhang opened his triangular eyes, his voice trembling.

According to what Yan Fugui said, it is estimated that most people would reject it, such a minority obeys the majority, and what a fart it is to donate!

"It didn't exist before, but it doesn't mean it won't exist in the future. The times are advancing, the Guo family is developing, and the people's awareness of rights is gradually improving."

Yan Fugui didn't take Jia Zhang seriously.

He is an intellectual, how can he still let her, who doesn't know a lot of characters, care about him?
His eyes rolled down his bangs, and he snorted coldly in his heart, thinking that he really didn't have two brushes.

Liu Haizhong sat there, his hands in his pockets clenched even tighter.

I had been planning for so long, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by Yan Fugui's few words.

This old man Yan has a really vicious heart.

Liu Haizhong looked at Yan Fugui, but didn't speak.

But Mrs. Jiazhang was in a hurry. Qin Huairu is not here now, and there is no one to speak for her, so I can only emphasize again, "Uncle Yan, our previous rules were pretty good. If you change them, if something happens What if something goes wrong!"

"It used to be the past, but now, I, Yan Fugui, are the uncle, that's how it is."

Yan Fugui said categorically, and it was the first time that people in the surrounding courtyard saw Uncle Yan's aura.

Jiazhang took a deep breath, knowing that Yan Fugui was determined not to help them anymore, and seeing the reactions of the people around him, she knew that this time, she was suspended.

"Then, everyone knows what's going on, let's start."

As Yan Fugui said, he stood up first, "As the uncle of the courtyard, let me say a few words first."

Below, Liu Haizhong just stood up and then sat down resentfully.

I hate it secretly.

Here, Yan Fugui has already spoken.

"Respect the old and love the young, save lives and heal the wounded, unite neighbors, and help each other."

"This is what the Sub-district Office has always advocated, and it is also what our courtyard house must follow, implement, and carry forward."

Every time Yan Fugui said a word, he would stretch out his hand and wave it in the air, looking very imposing.

"These are all the virtues advocated by the Guo family, and they are all carried forward and practiced by us."

"Right now, Lao Yi is still lying on the hospital bed. Let's touch our conscience for the specifics. Everyone knows how Lao Yi has done these years."

The eyes of the people around were flickering. Yi Zhonghai's prestige was greatly reduced because of Yang Xiaotao's rise these years, but before Yang Xiaotao's rise, as the grand master of the courtyard, he did do something for the courtyard.

Yan Fugui saw it, then changed the subject and looked at Jia Zhang.

"There's also the Jia family. Qin Huairu was also injured this time, so please help if you can."

"So, as the uncle of the courtyard house, on behalf of the Yan family, I agree to donate!"

Finally, Yan Fugui said affirmatively, then picked up a moment of soybeans from the bowl in the middle of the table, and put them in the bowl on the left.

Below, Jia Zhang heard Yan Fugui's decision, raised his head and looked at Yan Fugui in surprise, a little surprised.

Many people in the courtyard did the same, and they never expected that Yan Fugui would agree to donate.

On the other hand, Ran Qiuye nodded silently after hearing it.

This is what being a grandpa should look like.

Moreover, he only agreed to donate money, but he didn't say how much he donated.

Ran Qiuye watched Yan Fugui sit down, and Liu Haizhong stood up immediately.

Cough
"Everyone listen to me."

"Let's not talk about the close ones, let's talk about the ones far away. The old man really helped many people in those years. When it was cold, he bought coal for the people in the yard. If anyone had a problem, he would help them. In the past two years, we also worked together. Helping the needy households in the courtyard..."

As Liu Haizhong talked, he carried himself with him when he talked about Yi Zhonghai.

The people below were a little impatient. Seeing that Liu Haizhong hadn't stopped, Wang Dashan on the side said directly, "Liu Haizhong, express your opinion quickly after speaking. It's so late, don't sleep."

Liu Haizhong was in the mood to talk for another half an hour, when he was interrupted by Wang Dashan, feeling very upset.

But seeing the unfriendly eyes of the people around, and the hint of the second aunt coughing, Liu Haizhong knew that he was no longer the second uncle, and no one liked to listen to his nonsense.

"I, on behalf of our family, agree."

After Liu Haizhong finished speaking, Yan Fugui took a bean and put it in the bowl on the left.

When Jia Zhang heard the word agree, a smile appeared on his face.

Liu Haizhong sat down, and someone stood up again.

"I, on behalf of our family, Xu Damao, agree."

In the crowd, Qin Jingru raised her hand and spoke loudly.

Jia Zhang looked up and nodded silently in her heart, "When it's critical, you can still rely on your own people."

However, when Jia Zhang looked at Yan Fugui again, he found that he had no intention of taking beans at all.

Instead, he raised his head and said indifferently, "Who are you? Can you represent Xu Damao?"

After saying this, Qin Jingru sat on the wax on the spot.

"I, I am, I..."

Qin Jingru couldn't tell me what I said, because she really couldn't explain clearly.

Sitting back to the spot angrily, at this moment, Qin Jingru was even more eager to get the certificate.

Jia Zhang stared blankly at Yan Fugui, didn't you agree to donate?

Why stop Qin Jingru again?

What do you mean?
Not only Jia Zhang was dumbfounded, but also the people around him couldn't understand.

Does Uncle Yan support or not?

"Humph!"

"Clumsy way of being an official!"

Liu Haizhong could see it clearly, and felt a little sour in his heart.

"who is the next!"

Yan Fugui told everyone to speed up, and soon a man in the front yard stood up, "On behalf of our family, I refuse to donate money."

Everyone saw that this family was a poor family in the courtyard, and it was normal to disagree.

Yan Fugui calmly picked up a bean and placed it on the right.

Jia Zhang's heart tightened, and he stared back with a pair of triangular eyes.

However, before she could speak, another person stood up.

"Our family doesn't agree either."

Things started to go in a bad direction.

Then, everyone gradually stood up and expressed their opinions.

Then, more and more beans were in the bowl on the right. Under the kerosene lamp, the bottom of the bowl was already full.

Jia Zhang watched a man standing up and then refusing, feeling anxious.

After such a long time, there are only two beans in the bowl on the left. If this continues, donate a fart.

Just as the next person was about to sit down after voting no, Jia Zhang suddenly said, "I, I agree on behalf of the Jia family."

"The uncle is still in the ward and can't come out. Although our family has no money, we still have a conscience. We know that we can receive drips and repay the spring water. I am willing to donate for the uncle."

Yan Fugui glanced at Mrs. Jia and Zhang, and then put a bean in the left bowl.

As Jia Zhang's voice fell, some people in the crowd struggled.

"Our family agrees."

Someone spoke, and others agreed one after another.

Then, there were more beans on the left.

Slowly, several surrounding families expressed their opinions, and the beans in the bowls on both sides gradually increased.

Finally, his eyes fell on the direction of the Yang family.

Next to me, the little daughter-in-law of the Liu family stood up, and I didn't look at my man's face.

"Our family disagrees."

Among the elders, Xiao Liu smiled awkwardly, and the people around him talked jokingly.

However, before Wang Dashan could say a few proud words, Wang Dashan's family also spoke, and everyone laughed again. Wang Dashan and Xiao Liu looked at each other and bowed their heads silently.

There is a shrew at home, so I can't hold my head up!

Zhou Kui smiled and looked at his daughter-in-law standing up, feeling even more proud.

Wang Dashan and the two looked at Zhou Kui and shook their heads helplessly.

"Our family does not donate!"

After Liu Yulan finished speaking, it was Ran Qiuye's turn.

Ran Qiuye didn't think much about it, if Yang Xiaotao was here today, he could choose her as he chooses!
Don't think about it, definitely don't donate!
As long as it involves the people and things of the Jia family, as long as it is related to the Jia family, or Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu, they all refuse.

She wants to keep pace.

What's more, everyone around has already made a decision, so she can't sing the opposite.

Ran Qiuye was about to speak when Jia Zhang suddenly shouted.

"Ran Qiuye, Teacher Ran. You are a teacher, a sensible teacher!"

"My family is so small and has committed so many crimes. As a teacher, you have no sympathy?"

Jia Zhang stared with triangular eyes, and spoke with confidence, without any intention of begging for help.

People around glared at him, and Zhou Kui on the side clenched his fists even more.

As long as his wife gave him a wink, he would rush up and let her taste the fist.

After hearing this, Ran Qiuye stood up slowly, "Mr. Jia Zhang, you have to understand that the person here is not Teacher Ran, but Yang Xiaotao's wife."

"Husband and wife, how did my husband choose it? As a wife, I naturally have to support it unconditionally."

"So, you don't have to talk about teachers and students."

What Ran Qiuye said was straightforward, she was Yang Xiaotao's wife, and even Duan Wu's mother.

In this courtyard, all interests should be family members.

(End of this chapter)