Siheyuan: Happy life of veteran drivers

Yi Zhonghai's family consists of only two people, himself and his aunt. He is an eighth-level fitter who earns 99 yuan a month, so he can definitely be considered the second richest person in the courtyard.

Fifty yuan was not enough for his half a month's salary, so he gritted his teeth and took it out.

Of course, this is also for the sake of his retirement plan. Only by spending a lot of money can the Jia family and Qin Huairu feel that they owe him a favor and be grateful to him.

And since he has started the bet high, everyone can't donate less, right? If nothing else, at least the second uncle will definitely follow suit.

Let’s not talk about Shazhu, he is just a fool.

Liu Haizhong is still struggling. He would feel reluctant if he donates too much, but he would lose face if he donates too little. So how much is appropriate to donate?

At this time Shazhu jumped out.

"Since Second Master hasn't decided how much to donate, I'll go first."

"I'm stupid, I'll donate twenty!"

"Although I don't have as high a salary as an old man, my awareness is not low, so I still get half a month's salary."

"Sister Qin, take care. I'm putting this money in the hands of an old man!"

As he said that, Sha Zhu took out two big black tens and put them in Yi Zhonghai's hand.

"Well done, Zhuzi. My teaching has not been in vain!" Yi Zhonghai was very pleased to see that Sha Zhu had been following him for twenty years, and praised him.

Sha Zhu actually fell for his trick.

He was already half-crippled after being fooled by Jia Dongxu in the ward, and after being flattered by Yi Zhonghai...

Well, I’m completely lame and can’t do it without crutches!

"Hey, what are you talking about, uncle? Under your leadership, our courtyard has been an advanced courtyard every year. How can our awareness be lower?"

"Look here, none of us have a job, right, Xu Damao?"

Sha Zhu remained calm and directed the fight to Xu Damao.

"I... I'm not in a hurry. Uncle No. 2 and Uncle No. 3 haven't spoken yet. How can it be my turn as a small resident to speak? Right, Uncle No. 2?"

Xu Damao is not as easy to fool as the second uncle. Although he is not short of money, he is not happy about donating this money to the Jia family!

So all eyes at the scene were suddenly focused on Liu Haizhong's head.

Liu Haizhong was also feeling uncomfortable. He had just said everything for the sake of momentary satisfaction. Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu also gave him a high hat of being highly respected and loved. He had to donate.

Yi Zhonghai donated fifty, and even Sha Zhu donated twenty, so the second uncle himself can't do anything.

It’s okay that I can’t compare to Yi Zhonghai, but you can’t be even inferior to Sha Zhu, right?

Finally, Liu Haizhong gritted his teeth, took out a hot twenty-five from his pocket and put it in Yi Zhonghai's hand. He didn't ask for more face, but just wanted to overshadow Sha Zhu!

This action was considered unsatisfactory in Wang Hongtao's eyes!

If I were the second uncle, I would have stepped on Yi Zhonghai a few times and said a few words, "The eldest uncle's family has less pressure in life because they don't have children, but our family is different. We have three sons to support, so I would just donate three or five dollars."

If you say this, first of all, money can be saved. Even if people laugh at you, they will only laugh at Yi Zhonghai, but Yi Zhonghai can't get angry.

But what about Liu Haizhong? He paid the money, but everyone still looked down on him. He was a hopeless case.

Compared to the third uncle, he was much smarter. He first adjusted his glasses:

"Well, everyone knows about Third Uncle's family conditions. Seven people live in one house, and even pickles are distributed by the root."

"I'll just donate two cents. What's important is participation!"

After saying that, Yan Bugui took out two dimes from his pocket reluctantly and put it into Yi Zhonghai's hand.

Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything. He knew that Old Yan was just like that. It was good enough that he was willing to pay.

"Xu Damao, and Wang Hongtao, now it's your turn to express your opinions. You two are the most promising young men in our hospital. You, like Sha Zhu, are both members of the Eight Major Committee.

I still say that donating to the Jia family is a good deed. It is up to you to donate as much as you want. There will be no forced apportionment."

groove!

Wang Hongtao, who was eating the melon with gusto, uttered a national quintessence on the spot.

What do you mean by "it all depends on your own heart"? Aren't you asking us to take Shazhu as the benchmark?

This old man said that there would be no compulsory apportionment, but in fact it was an open conspiracy.

I praise that you are one of the eight major members just like Sha Zhu. Even the unsparing Sha Zhu took out twenty. Even if you have less, it can't be much less than Sha Zhu, right?

Otherwise there is something wrong with your awareness!

The reason why Yi Zhonghai has been able to hold on to his position as a big boss for so many years is not only because he is an eighth-level worker, but also because he is good at moral kidnapping and winning people's hearts.

"Brother, what should I do?"

Xu Damao and Wang Hongtao exchanged glances.

With Lou Xiao'e in his family, the Xu family is not short of money. Even all the other people in the compound combined are not as rich as their family.

But that doesn't mean he is willing to spend the money for nothing, especially to support a jerk like Jia Zhang.

That’s right, in Xu Damao’s eyes, Jia Zhang is just a stink bug, and you smell something when you get close to her!

In fact, Yi Zhonghai forced the two to donate money not only to please Qin Huairu, but also to suppress them.

Everyone else in the courtyard had long been accustomed to living under Yi Zhonghai's "rule", with the exception of Xu Damao, who was considered a rare breath of fresh air in the courtyard.

Recently, there is another unstable factor, Wang Hongtao.

Yi Zhonghai thought that as long as he could make these two people obedient, then the Siheyuan would become a place where he could truly have the final say.

The last time he helped the deaf old lady to get a house, Yi Zhonghai became more and more uncomfortable after Wang Hongtao gave him a weird argument that "it's better to ask for a grave than a house".

It's not like I can only choose one or the other. If I get the house, I can still dig the grave!

The shock was so great at the time that he didn't react, but after returning, Yi Zhonghai was very angry!

Damn it! I haven't felt so aggrieved since that bastard He Daqing left.

Taking this opportunity, Yi Zhonghai wanted to teach Wang Hongtao a lesson and vent his anger.

Wang Hongtao gently reminded Xu Damao:

"If it's a work-related injury, the factory will report it in full and pay the salary as usual."

Xu Damao's eyes widened: "Why didn't you say anything?"

"Nonsense, I just finished my job application and haven't even received my salary yet, so I don't need to donate."

After saying this, Wang Hongtao gave Xu Damao a look that told him to wish him good luck, and decided that he would rather his friend die than let himself go.

"Uncle, I really admire your style and I really want to do my best, but I have only been working for two days and I don't have a penny, so I won't join in the fun..."

"It's okay, brother. I have money. How about I lend you some? How about twenty?"

I don't know if Shazhu is really stupid or just pretending to be stupid, he actually tripped people up at this critical moment.

Yi Zhonghai looked at him approvingly.

Wang Hongtao rolled his eyes, but cursed in his heart: What a fool! No wonder everyone calls you a fool!

Well, since you play like this, I won’t pretend anymore!

You want to play, right?

I'll accompany you!