Daily life in the courtyard

Chapter 99

Some people are alive, but they seem to have died a long time ago, while some people are dead, but they will live forever.

The former refers to people who don't fit in, just like Siheyuan and Wei Ping'an.

The latter refers to a group of people, martyrs, scholars, scientific researchers... the spirit is always there.

Jia Dongxu is not one of these two types, he can be regarded as alive or dead.

People will face four states in their life: birth, old age, sickness, and death.

When people face illness and death, many people ignore the relatives, children, and friends around the patient...

They need to make a choice.

This choice is a fork in the road, neither is correct, or in other words, neither is good.

After choosing, it may make them suffer for half of their lives and regret to death, or make them exhausted and burdened with heavy burdens.

This is the last "inheritance" left by the dying patient to his relatives who really care about him.

Jia Dongxu was the one who was on the verge of death at this time.

Whether he is dead or alive depends on his mother, Mrs. Jia Zhang.

As Jia Dongxu's family members, they have to make a choice for the outcome of a certain direction.

There are Jia Zhang, Qin Huairu, the second baby Xiaodang who is babbling, and the staggering older baby Banggan.

Qin Huairu has no right to speak and cannot be the master of anyone.

In this house, she is more like serving a maid than a hostess.

But in Jia Zhang's heart, he had already chosen to give up early.

But she dared not say it.

I don't want to say it either.

She was afraid that others would poke her back and say that she would not save her son's vicious heart.

But to save her son, she has to spend money continuously, and she also needs to take care of herself.

Moreover, even if Dongxu saved his life, he would not be able to work and make money anymore, and he would be a drag on his family from now on...

The money is gone, and there is one more person who eats rice, and life will be completely impossible.

These things are all calculated in Jia Zhang's mind, that's what she thinks.

If her son is not disabled, she will save her son.

She explained this to herself in her heart, and successfully convinced herself.

So when the hospital asked her to pay the bill, she cried and said she had no money.

Even the 10 yuan that the hospital asked me to pay couldn't come out.

Jiazhang felt uncomfortable, and sat on the ground crying, tears streaming down her face, like an old mother who had nowhere to go.

"Why is there no money? There is no more than 10 yuan... Old sister-in-law, didn't you have any savings at home before? Why don't you let Huairu go back and get it?"

"How can there be more? The living expenses that Dongxu brings back home every month are not enough, and the food at the end of the month is scarce..."

This statement is not false, but she regularly withholds 3 yuan a month and saves it for retirement, so she didn't say it.

At least for now, maybe Yi Zhonghai knows about it.

But for some unknown purpose, Yi Zhonghai didn't mention it either.

After a few words of consolation, Yi Zhonghai said he would go back and help the Jia family hold a general meeting to donate money.

Qin Huairu looked at the big guy with tears in his eyes, his face full of gratitude.

In fact, Qin Huairu also has a little private money.

It was the loose change she saved from buying vegetables, rice, oil and salt every day.

No matter what, she would not take the initiative to confess her own private money.

But as Jia Dongxu's daughter-in-law, Jia's daughter-in-law, she also made her own efforts...

play poor.

He Yuzhu, who was peeking at Qin Huairu, stared at Qin Huairu's pitiful appearance for several minutes.

Hearing the donation, Mrs. Jia Zhang became energetic.

Not to mention the decision to give up on Jia Dongxu.

At least we have to get the donation money.

In the end, Yi Zhonghai paid for the 10 yuan.

Then the group prepared to go back to the courtyard to call for donations to save lives.

Donate money early, save people early, this is a fresh human life.

"In our courtyard, Wei Ping'an's family has good living conditions. There are two salaries in the family. Their lives are at stake, so we should donate more."

"That's not necessarily the case. Wei Ping'an's family eats well, which means they spend a lot of money. They just married a wife and bought out the house of Wang Haixing's family in the front yard. How much money do they have left now..."

"You can take out as much as you have left, you must know that the Jia family is..."

"Now that the Jia family is like this, do you think Qin Huairu will regret dumping Wei..."

Some people target, some gossip, but few people talk about fairness or not.

Yi Zhonghai had already considered Wei Ping'an on the way back.

No matter what, Wei Pingan is a big family in the courtyard, so how can he really ignore such moral matters as human life?
This is a matter of principle.

Well, the old trader who was kidnapped by morality, Yi Zhonghai would subconsciously come up with his familiar routine when encountering problems.

Liu Haizhong has a strong body, and he was out of breath when he walked, but he didn't think about anything else except how much Lao Yi would donate.

As the second uncle in the courtyard, he always wanted to overwhelm Lao Yi.

If he donated more than Yi Zhonghai, and the recipient of the donation was Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, wouldn't he look very respectable?
Yan Bugui was not in the crowd.

He went fishing.

Improving life and subsidizing the family is also no small matter.

There is a representative in his family, the eldest son Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng didn't say a word, just walked behind the crowd, and returned to his father Yan Pugui when he returned to the courtyard anyway.

He just has ears and legs, but no mouth.

……

When Wei Pingan returned to the courtyard, Mrs. Zhang led Zhou Zimo to stand on the steps by the pool in the front yard, and was met with sneering remarks from everyone.

"what happened?"

"Ping An, you came back just in time. All of us are discussing donating to Jia's family to help Jia Dongxu tide over the difficulties... They are all in the same compound. Look down and see you. Now Jia Dongxu is lying in the hospital and his life is unknown. You can’t just watch people die in the hospital after spending money…”

What he said was reasonable, and Yi Zhonghai felt that his statement was so long that he almost moved himself.

The real thoughts in his heart are only clear to him.

To say that Yi Zhonghai is a good person is either blind and simple, or really stupid.

Let's look at Yi Zhonghai's "weird" operations afterwards, can you say that he has no selfish intentions?

Selfishness has overflowed, okay?

It's just that he met Wei Pingan, who has a "hard heart".

"Uncle Li, how much did you donate?"

Wei Pingan glanced around, and saw Old Li, the head of the waste collection station, squatting on the bricks of the flower bed in front of the third master's door.

In the past, he yelled casually, but now that Lao Litou and Mrs. Zhang are familiar, Wei Pingan can no longer yell indiscriminately.

He heard just now that there were dozens of people in the courtyard, and only Old Li was helping his old lady to speak.

"I'm an old man, I don't care what I want, I donated 8 cents, but I tried my best."

"Hey, you're so bright."

Wei Pingan exaggeratedly gave a thumbs up.

"I really regret that you didn't move to this hospital earlier, otherwise my family wouldn't have dragged him back from the hospital because he couldn't cure the disease."

As soon as Wei Ping'an's words fell, the atmosphere in the courtyard became suffocated.

Most people recalled it belatedly, and this scene seemed familiar.

Wei Ping'an's family also had an accident. At that time, he almost knelt down to Yi Zhonghai, but he didn't get a donation meeting for the whole hospital.

People have a memory, whether they have a conscience or not.

It's just that most people avoid talking about it, and a small number of people choose to forget it.

As soon as Wei Pingan, who had personally experienced the incident, came out and pointed it out, all the avoidance and forgetting became a joke.

"Wei Ping'an, there are two wage earners in your family. Jia Dongxu is in such a miserable situation, are you so cruel that you don't even save lives?"

Wei Pingan looked over and saw that he was the eldest son of the household on the east side of the hall and a temporary worker in the auto repair department of the cotton spinning factory.

His relationship with Jia Dongxu was average before, but he was a sly one, and at first glance he was the kind of person who was unrelenting in his desire to work. He only became a technical apprentice this year.

Maybe I feel emboldened.

Jealous of Wei Ping'an's work and life, and being able to find a working daughter-in-law, he will talk about it whenever he gets the chance.

"Report before you speak, how much have you donated?"

"I'm an apprentice, donated 5 cents, what's wrong?"

"Well, okay. Whether Jia Dongxu is dead or alive is not my responsibility, and I don't need to be responsible. When you say this, please use your pig's brain to think about it. Back then, Jia's family still had How did your family treat my family!"

Wei Ping'an roared the second half of the sentence.

He's not actually angry, but if he doesn't act angry, he won't scare away a group of fleas that are obnoxious.

When the man saw that Wei Pingan was angry and was only at him, he immediately faltered.The family members next to him tugged him, and they sat down on the donkey on the slope.

"Grandma, our family is not an unreasonable person, so let's do it, since we are all in a big courtyard, let us go with 8 cents. Do you have 3 cents? The remaining 5 cents..."

Wei Ping'an turned his head and looked at Yan Bugui who was sitting on the right side of the table: "Third Master, I gave you 5 cents for your son's marriage, and your family took my wedding candy, and I gave you the money this time." Bar."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Yan Bugui's reply, he raised his voice again and said, "I told everyone before that you live your life and I live mine. Don't cling to anyone else. Maybe it's been a long time. , everyone forgot.

Then let me say one more thing, our family's money and tickets are all used to eat delicious food and drink.Don't steal or grab the money you earn, spend it as you want, and don't be greedy for anyone.

Some time ago, I married a daughter-in-law and transferred two houses from public to private, and all the money was spent.Now I'm waiting for next month's salary, so, if you have that kind of thought, don't count on our family. "

"Also, sir, you have been in the factory for so many years, you should not know that the factory has compensation for workers who are injured at work, right? In addition to being reimbursed for medical expenses, you should also be able to pay in advance as appropriate. You have this time to ask the neighbors It is better to go to the rolling mill to find the logistics department, which should be more effective."

After Wei Pingan finished speaking, he ignored the clamoring discussions in the courtyard and left directly.

"you……?"

Yi Zhonghai stared, and wanted to get angry and retort, but he got stuck in his throat and didn't shout out.

Mrs. Zhang walked over, took out 3 cents, and put it on the table.

The old lady also has her own little calculations.

Putting the money in front of Yan Bugui's eyes, he said loudly: "Our family donated 8 cents..."

Old Li in the far corner grinned.

The gap between the two big yellow teeth that can run a train is exposed.

The wicked have their own grind.

A bunch of heartless bastards.

How did you treat Wei Ping'an's family at the beginning, but now it's changed to Jia's family, so it's all over again?

Want to fart.

"Three uncles, is what Wei Ping'an said just now true? Can the factory still pay the medical expenses in advance?"

"Yes, if the factory reimburses the treatment fee, then we can help you to find it in the factory, so we don't need to donate money, right?"

Jia Zhang's heart tightened, she quickly got up and moved to the table.

It seemed that he wanted to get the money into his own hands as soon as possible.

But who knows her thoughts?
Her body wanted to move over without a sound, it was easier said than done.

Even when she moved, some of the other people who were still thinking about it couldn't sit still.

"Donate no matter what, life is hard now, since the factory handles it, let's take it back first."

Mrs. Zhang originally planned to leave, but when she heard this, she stopped again and stood by the table waiting.

Yan Bugui is still struggling at the moment, because the embarrassing thing about being exposed after eating wedding candy and not returning to the party is exposed in public.

If Wei Ping'an was in harmony with every household in the yard, Yan Bugui, the third master, would not be able to do such a thing.

But it's hard to live, Wei Ping'an happens to be alone.

It also made him have such a small mind.

Although Yan Bugui has no criminal record now, in the subsequent plot, it is not the advantage of not being greedy and stupid.

Therefore, from Wei Pingan's point of view, this matter was beyond reason and expected.

The exposure this time was purely to see that the people in the courtyard were targeting their old lady indiscriminately, and none of the three uncles sympathized.

He couldn't blame Yi Zhonghai for this matter, let alone Liu Haizhong, so Yan Pugui was the only one left.

Finally, the rolling mill's plan for dealing with work-related injuries was put forward, and it was posted on the walls of the office building. Anyone who can read can see it when they go to the office building.

Although it is a project of spiritual civilization construction in the factory, in order to cope with the inspection of the superiors.

But since it is hung up, it can be executed according to that.

Otherwise, if someone really makes a fuss, the ones who will suffer will be those department leaders who do high-sounding things.

This matter was made clear, and it also gave Yi Zhonghai a soft knife.

Many people really have a little jiujiu in their hearts right now.

Yi Zhonghai couldn't be plotting against other people in the compound for the sake of his apprentice's future livelihood.

Looking at Jia Zhang in the crowd, he quickly moved to the table.

Some people are more impulsive, so they quickly put it into action, ran up and took their money back.

"Three uncles, since there is a policy in the factory, donations are fine. Whenever I go to the factory to ask for it, I will definitely follow and support Jia's family."

"Me too, when the time comes, we will support Jia's family together."

"I also support the Jia family. If necessary, our whole family can go together..."

"So are we."

"My house is always available."

"us……"

The old lady Zhang was near the water tower, grabbed a handful of bills and counted out 8 cents, and handed the rest to the third master Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui was still thinking about how to round it up so that he would appear to be less picky.

Subconsciously took the money, and heard the old lady Zhang's words: "His third uncle, you can take care of it, I will take away the 8 cents from our family..."

"Hey."

Among the swarming crowd, Mrs. Zhang was dragged out by Lao Li.

"Okay, let's go back quickly. This is your grandson-in-law... Hehe."

Old Li gave a thumbs up.

"I'll go find Ping An for a drink when I'm free."

"In a few days, in a few days."

Mrs. Zhang passed through the hall happily and went to the middle courtyard.

Just now when Wei Ping'an spoke, Ai Muzhen walked around and dragged Zhou Zimo back to the yard first.

She was dressed in a military uniform, and no one dared to talk to her, let alone ask her to donate money.

"It was really relieved just now. As soon as you walked away, you all went up and took back all the money you donated before. By the way, I also took back the 5 cents you brought with you. It can't be cheap, he Yan Laoxi ..."

There is no one who lives in the courtyard who doesn't know Yan Bugui's nickname.

He also planned to go to great lengths to cover it up.

It's like the emperor's new clothes.

(End of this chapter)