Director Wang handed the account book to Li and said to him seriously: "Li, you should return the money donated according to the account book to everyone." After that, he turned his head and looked at the people in the yard and shouted: "Everyone, please be quiet! Let Li refund you now. Whoever's name is called, come and get the money. Don't worry!" Hearing what Director Wang said, everyone nodded to show their understanding. They knew that they would get their money back soon, and their hearts were full of joy and expectation. Some people even couldn't help but get excited, because this money might mean solving some problems in life or realizing some small wishes for them. However, at this moment, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd. It turned out that some people involuntarily cast their eyes on Yi Zhonghai, their eyes full of anger and dissatisfaction.

They remembered how much they sympathized and pitied the Jia family when Yi Zhonghai told them about their plight. But now, the facts have proved that these are all false lies, making them feel deceived and fooled. They didn't expect that they were actually a joke.

Yi Zhonghai felt the eyes of the people around him, and his face became more and more ugly. He never thought that Jia Zhang could save so much money.

If he had known this situation earlier, he would never easily take out the 1,000 yuan as compensation to Li Chenyu when Banggeng got into trouble that day. At this moment, he couldn't help but regret it, but things have come to this point, and everything is irreversible.

At this time, Yi Zhonghai was like a thorn in his back. Now that he was looked at by everyone in the courtyard, he was extremely panicked. He could feel that his prestige was declining rapidly, and everyone's trust in him was gone.

The disappointment on Director Wang's face made him feel like a knife in his heart. He knew that it would be difficult for him to return to the respected position of the eldest master from now on.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai was filled with regret and felt so heavy that he could hardly breathe. He couldn't help asking himself, how could he be so unlucky! Why did fate play such a trick on him? How could he choose Jia Dongxu as the person to take care of his old age?

"Secretary Li, let's start by paying back the money from the families with the most financial difficulties. As for those families with higher incomes, we can pay them later." Director Wang said after thinking for a moment.

Secretary Li nodded and said, "Okay, Director Wang."

After that, Secretary Li sat down at the eight-immortal table, added up the amount of all the donations, and then picked up the abacus and began to move the beads.

Finally, he shouted to the crowd: "Mr. Zhang, please come and collect your refund, a total of 35.60 yuan."

Officer Li carefully counted the money, and after confirming that there was no problem, he solemnly handed all the money to Mr. Zhang and said seriously: "Mr. Zhang, please keep this money. After counting the money, please sign here."

Mr. Zhang took the money handed over by Officer Li with trembling hands, his eyes slightly red, he carefully counted it twice, then nodded with a smile, and said: "Officer Li, yes, the amount of money is correct."

Officer Li smiled and responded: "That's good, please sign your name on this paper."

Mr. Zhang responded, picked up the pen, and although it was a bit difficult, he wrote his name on the paper very seriously, and then said to Officer Li: "Thank you Officer Li, and thank you Director Wang."

After that, he took the money emotionally and suddenly knelt on the ground. His life is very difficult now. With this money, he can finally spend a peaceful winter.

"Director Wang, thank you for your understanding!"

"Grandpa, please don't do this! Get up quickly!"

Director Wang's face changed slightly, and he hurried forward to help Grandpa Zhang up, full of hatred for Yi Zhonghai and the Jia family. He couldn't imagine that the most difficult residents in the courtyard were forced into such a desperate situation.

After repeated persuasion from Director Wang, Grandpa Zhang finally stopped kneeling, but was still supported by Director Wang to sit aside.

Secretary Li continued to move the abacus, calculate the accounts, and continued to shout to the crowd: "Next, Wang Xiuyun, your refund is thirty-six yuan and eighty-four cents, come and get the money and sign."

"Hey, hey, okay."

Hearing her name, a woman in her forties immediately walked quickly to Secretary Li, took the money with joy, signed as required and completed the relevant procedures.

Every person whose name was called

, after receiving the money, they were all very excited to express their gratitude to Director Wang and Secretary Li, even the always stingy Yan Bugui was no exception.

However, when it was the turn of the high-income families, Xu Damao and Liu Haizhong were not as excited as the other low-income families. They just said thank you as usual.

At this time, Secretary Li began to read the name of Li Chenyu's father and reported the amount of his family's donation - 68 yuan.

This money was actually donated by the original owner's parents that year. Since the original owner's father was a level 5 fitter, the amount of each donation reached 5 yuan, so their total donation was also considerable.

Then, Secretary Li continued to shout: "Sha Zhu, 218."

When Sha Zhu heard this number, he was stunned. He didn't realize that he had donated so much money to the Jia family in the past few years!

At this moment, he smiled and suddenly felt that he had become rich in an instant. Didn't the old lady find a matchmaker for him to find a wife?

Now that he has money, he can get married. He even forgot the pain from being beaten by Ma Zi and his men. His heart is full of joy and expectation.

"I'm coming, I'm coming." Sha Zhu responded excitedly.

However, when Director Wang saw Sha Zhu's bruised face, she was stunned. She asked in confusion, "You are He Yuzhu, right?"

Sha Zhu thought Director Wang didn't trust him, so he hurried forward and explained confidently, "Director Wang, my real name is He Yuzhu, but everyone is used to calling me Sha Zhu.

Over time, everyone only remembers my nickname and no longer calls me by my real name. But please believe me, I am indeed He Yuzhu."

Liu Haizhong also smiled and said, "Yes, yes, Director Wang, Secretary Li, this is indeed Comrade He Yuzhu from our courtyard, nicknamed Sha Zhu."

After hearing what Liu Haizhong said, Director Wang believed Sha Zhu's words and nodded to Secretary Li.

Secretary Li saw Director Wang's gesture and then said to Sha Zhu, "Well, Comrade He Yuzhu, here is your donation, hurry up and get the money and sign."

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