Yan Jiecheng's Leisurely Life in Siheyuan

Chapter 28 Donation
After Yi Zhonghai left, Jia Zhang, who was lying dead, immediately got up and said.

"Huai Ru, this old man Yi Zhonghai has bad intentions, so you should be more careful."

Qin Huairu certainly knew that Yi Zhonghai had bad intentions.

Asking Sha Zhu to bring a lunch box home every day not only affects Sha Zhu's reputation, but also damages her reputation.

But what could she do? No matter what promises she made to Jia Zhang, Jia Zhang was like a Pi Xiu. She had money but refused to use it to supplement the family income.

My mother's family lives in the countryside, and life is already difficult, so she can't help much.

She is now pregnant and has two children to support. What else can she do except accept Yi Zhonghai's kindness?
Yi Zhonghai was very efficient and organized a donation in the courtyard on the evening of the third day.

Yan Jiecheng originally didn't want to join in the fun, but he wanted to change something, so he somehow ended up attending this whole-institute meeting.

At the whole courtyard meeting, Yi Zhonghai first stood up and talked about the fine traditions of unity, friendship, respect for the elderly and love for the young in the Siheyuan.

Then Liu Haizhong continued Yi Zhonghai's words and talked about the difficulties and difficult situation encountered by the Jia family.

Finally, Yan Fugui suggested that everyone carry forward their style and donate money enthusiastically to help the Jia family overcome difficulties.

Seeing the three uncles cooperating so well, Yan Jiecheng couldn't help but admire them.

After Yan Fugui finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai took the lead and donated ten yuan.

In this era, ten yuan can be said to be a huge sum of money. Many families only have ten yuan for living expenses per month.

After Yi Zhonghai donated ten yuan, Liu Haizhong also stepped forward and donated ten yuan.

What surprised Yan Jiecheng was that even his stingy father donated five dollars.

Is this still my father? Is he under some kind of stimulation?

Led by the three uncles in charge, Qin Huairu, with a big belly, came to the crowd with a simple donation box.

Seeing Qin Huairu's weak look, Sha Zhu took out a wrinkled five-dollar bill and put it into the donation box.

After receiving Qin Huairu's whispered thanks, Sha Zhu above him searched his pockets again and donated another five dollars.

Sha Zhu's behavior directly troubled the surrounding residents.

They still have something to say about the three managers who donated a lot, but you, Sha Zhu, donated so much, what do you want the others to do?
Afterwards, Qin Huairu walked past the others and came to Yan Jiecheng holding the donation box.

You have to know that Yan Jiecheng was standing on the edge, and there were quite a few people between him and Sha Zhu, so it was definitely not his turn.

If you say that no one ordered you to do that, Yan Jiecheng would never believe it even if you kill him.

This has put myself in a difficult position. I am not willing to donate too much, and I am also putting the people behind me in a difficult position.

But with the four people above setting the example, it would be unacceptable to donate less.

In fact, Yan Jiecheng has another way, which is to stand up and point out that this donation is not in accordance with the rules.

After all, without the street's permission, making private donations was a big taboo. But then Yan Jiecheng gave up the idea.

People are emotional and always like to sympathize with the weak.

If I stand up and cut off the Jia family's future, people will only accuse me of being cold-blooded and heartless.

After weighing the pros and cons, Yan Jiecheng looked at Qin Huairu and said.

"Sister-in-law Jia, you're really putting me in a difficult position. Didn't my father already donate? It's not appropriate for me to donate again."

Before Qin Huairu could speak, Sha Zhu, who was not far away, spoke loudly.

"Yan Jiecheng, you've already separated from your father, and you're still using him as an excuse. You really don't have any shame at all. Why don't you call me something nice, and I'll pay for it for you."

I have to say that what this silly pig said was extremely unpleasant to the ears, and the key point was that there were people around him who agreed with him.

Yan Jiecheng glanced at Sha Zhu and said with a smile. "Sha Zhu, I'm not trying to hurt you, but no wonder your father would rather run off with a widow than have you. You really don't know shit. I split up the family because we couldn't afford to live there. I'm the eldest son, destined to take over the family, and you're trying to sow discord between us, humph..."

"Today, if Uncle No. 1 or Uncle No. 2 says, 'My father and I are not from the same family,' I'll immediately take out ten dollars."

Yan Jiecheng's words directly hit Sha Zhu's lungs, and Sha Zhu immediately jumped out, cursing.

"Yan Jiecheng, you bastard..."

How could Yan Jiecheng be afraid of Sha Zhu? He immediately walked past the crowd and came to the center of the field and spoke.

"Silly Zhu, if you have the guts, stand up! I'm not bragging, but if you can last two minutes in my hands, I'll avoid you from now on."

As Yan Jiecheng finished speaking, the people around him started to make a noise.

"Silly Zhu, what are you afraid of? Fight him."

"That's right, come on, Silly Zhu."

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He Yuzhu had suffered several losses in a row, so naturally he would not listen to the people around him and continued to be stubborn.

"Hmph, Yan Jiecheng, don't get so complacent. If this wasn't a school-wide meeting, I would definitely let you know how powerful I am."

The three managers were also worried that the donation would fail because of the farce caused by the two people.

So Yi Zhonghai had to stand up and speak.

"Alright, alright, both of you just keep quiet for a while. Since Yan Jiecheng is unwilling to donate, let's go to the next one."

When Yan Jiecheng heard Yi Zhonghai say this, he immediately became unhappy.

"Uncle, what are you talking about? What do you mean I don't want to? If I donate this money, where will my father put his face? What's the matter? You don't have a son yourself, but you can't stand other people's fathers being kind and their children being filial. You try to sow discord among other families. You're really something."

When Yi Zhonghai heard Yan Jiecheng poking at his sore spot again, he was about to scold him on the spot, but Yan Fugui on the side did not give him the chance and spoke first.

"Okay, Lao Yi, stop arguing with the younger generation and just continue."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Fugui with a dark face, and finally suppressed the anger in his heart.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu was very tactful and did not chase Yan Jiecheng for donations, but instead set his sights on Xu Damao.

Xu Damao was not very popular in the courtyard, so naturally he didn't care about these things.

He took out fifty cents from his pocket and put it into the donation box.

Sha Zhu, standing by, now found a target to vent his anger on. Yan Jiecheng thought, "If he can't beat him, how can he beat Xu Damao?" So he sarcastically said so on the spot.

"Xu Damao, you're so shameless! Don't you always boast about how carefree your life is and how high your salary is? How come you donate less than me?"

Xu Damao was not alone, his wife Lou Xiaoe was sitting next to him.

No wonder later generations gave Lou Xiao'e the nickname "Silly Ezi".

Under such circumstances, he did not form a united front with Xu Damao.

"My Damao paid the wrong amount, so I'm here to make up for it."

Lou Xiao'e was worthy of being the eldest daughter of a capitalist family. She then took out ten yuan and put it into the donation box.

This made Xu Damao very distressed, but at this time the Lou family was in a situation where a lean camel was bigger than a horse. He did not dare to get angry with Lou Xiaoe and could only sit aside and sulk.

Seeing this, Sha Zhu didn't know what to say and could only let Xu Damao go.

(End of this chapter)