Siheyuan, I, Silly Zhu, picked up the Qinman script

Yi Zhonghai's heart.

Bleeding.

Fifty yuan, the fifty yuan he asked Aunt Ma to give to Shazhu, was handed over to Yan Fugui by Shazhu, and he also wrote an IOU for borrowing the money.

This is equivalent to taking an invisible big slap and slapping Yi Zhonghai's face over and over again.

His binding plan was completely ruined before it was launched.

The money was lent to Yan Fugui.

Silly Zhu who has no money, what can he do to help the Jia family at the compound meeting tomorrow night?

How did Yi Zhonghai use the fact that Silly Zhu donated a large amount of money to manipulate everyone!

Without helping the Jia family, how could Yi Zhonghai carry out his plan by wielding the rumor that he had fabricated for Sha Zhu about Qin Huairu.

Borrow money in one move.

Easily defeated Yi Zhonghai's plan.

In this situation.

Yi Zhonghai could only use the last trump card.

lunch box!

Silly Zhu is a cook. The Jia family has encountered such a big hardship. When they have no money to help, it is not a bad idea to do their part as a cook and help the Jia family with lunch boxes.

A lunch box is provided.

There are also rumors about Qin Huairu.

The fact that Silly Zhu has not married a wife yet.

Envy, jealousy, and hatred among the neighbors will make Sha Zhu know what the evil world is.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai felt inexplicably much better. Just when he thought there was still room for recovery, he saw Silly Zhu walking towards Xu Damao.

He mistakenly thought that Sha Zhu was going to beat Xu Damao.

It turned out not to be.

It's reconciliation.

Silly Zhu, who agreed to be the host of the Yan family's wedding banquet, looked at Xu Damao. He still wanted to reconcile with Xu Damao. He could not be friends or enemies.

"Xu Damao, Yan Jiecheng and Yu Li's marriage is scheduled for Sunday. When will your marriage to Lou Xiao'e be held? I still say the same thing, I'll cook, don't worry."

Seeing Sha Zhu take the initiative to help Xu Damao prepare a wedding banquet.

Yi Zhonghai, who was already excited by a series of changes, might have died of anger on the spot if he hadn't been so lucky and hung on with a breath of air that he refused to swallow.

As the planner and instigator of the conflict between Sha Zhu and Xu Damao, Yi Zhonghai knows the things between them best.

There was no deep hatred at first, but the reason why it turned into the current situation where you talk and I fight back is purely the result of Yi Zhonghai's behind-the-scenes mischief.

Not only should I turn Sha Zhu into a reckless man who will punch him if he disagrees with me, but I also want to create an illusion for the neighbors that only I, Yi Zhonghai, can subdue Sha Zhu and further secure my position as the chief steward of the courtyard.

He succeeded.

Everyone in the courtyard thinks that Silly Zhu is Yi Zhonghai's thug.

Even though he saw through the nature of Si Zhu being plotted by Yi Zhonghai, he didn't bother to remind Yi Zhonghai because of this so-called thug relationship.

Yi Zhonghai also used this to firmly control Shazhu.

At this moment.

Silly Zhu openly expressed his desire to reconcile with Xu Damao in front of him.

Yi Zhonghai was anxious.

Something that made him even more anxious and helpless.

As if being reminded by Yan Fugui's borrowing money from Sha Zhu, the neighbors opened their mouths to borrow money from the neighbors in front of them.

All kinds of reasons, all kinds of excuses.

No matter what the relationship between the other party and yourself is, or whether he has the ability to help you, he seems to have ignored the words of borrowing money in the first place.

"Aunt Liu, our child's second aunt is in hospital. I'm thinking of paying a visit and asking you to borrow fifty cents."

"That careless guy in our family, a relative from my hometown sent a letter saying that all the family money was mailed away to repair the house, and I still want to ask you to open your mouth."

In the eyes of the two people.

There was an expression that only they knew what they meant.

There was no anger at being rejected by the other party on his face.

Borrowing money is not the purpose.

Borrowing money to express family poverty is their truest meaning.

There is an excuse to be hospitalized.

There is an excuse to repair the house.

I really couldn't think of a reason, so I threw my child out and used the child as an excuse.

"Aunt Ding, my child has run out of exercise books. I'd like to borrow five cents from you to buy an exercise book for my child."

Twenty-seven households in the neighborhood, except for the deaf old lady, the Yi family, and the Jia family who had not returned from the hospital, were all talking loudly about borrowing money and things.

A flurry of voices pierced the night sky.

It flew into Yi Zhonghai's ears.

Listening to the discussions of the neighbors around him, two large Chinese characters flashed through Yi Zhonghai's mind.

It’s over.

Everything is over.

Tomorrow's compound meeting can only be a one-man show by Yi Zhonghai. Even if morality kidnaps everyone, these people will only have one penny or ten cents to support themselves. Twenty-seven or eight households have raised a total of several dollars in donations for the Jia family. Ten cents, a donation is equivalent to no donation at all. Jia Dongxu was charged with gambling again. The later medical expenses, nutrition expenses and other expenses were all burdened on Yi Zhonghai. This fucking mother was Jia Dongxu who provided care for Yi Zhonghai. Yeah, it's Yi Zhonghai who supports Jia Dongxu. The key is that Jia Dongxu's surname is Jia, not Yi.

Feeling dizzy.

Find Yi Zhonghai.

His eyelids sank.

Fainted.

"Lao Yi."

A mother's shrill roar.

Interrupted the neighbors who were still borrowing money or giving excuses for not having money or physical reasons.

Yi Zhonghai was seen paralyzed on the ground.

The neighbors were not as panicked as they thought.

in the crowd.

There were even words of gloating.

"The great master really has nothing to say about Jia Dongxu, his apprentice. When it comes to the steel rolling mill, who doesn't give a thumbs up and say that Jia Dongxu has met a good master? Look, something happened to Jia Dongxu and he was lying in the hospital. His master Yi Zhonghai , I became an ant on a hot pot in the courtyard and fainted. When I get to the steel rolling mill tomorrow, I have to explain to the first master how to worry about my apprentice. "

"Xu Damao, it's already this time, so don't add fuel to the fire. None of the neighbors know that Mr. Jia is kind to Jia Dongxu, and you don't have to say it."

Xu Damao, who was wondering if Silly Zhu was really reconciling with him or pretending to be reconciled with him, was so angry that he was yelled at by naming names.

These people in the courtyard.

Real dog.

He didn't dare to pursue the hypocrite in front of the deaf old lady and the aunt, so he actually borrowed his name Xu Damao.

If that's what he said.

Xu Damao recognized.

The key is not what he said.

M's.

My co-author, Xu Damao, is the person your profession uses to take the blame.

"I didn't say that."

"Xu Damao, a man, if you dare to do something, you must dare to act. Who else in our courtyard, except you, Xu Damao, has the courage to tease the elder to his face, saying that the elder treats Jia Dongxu as his own son."

Xu Damao paused on the spot.

At this moment.

He didn't know whether he should laugh or cry.

I saw Silly Zhu wiping his arms and rolling up his sleeves.

I instantly became an ostrich.

He ran towards the backyard like a fool.

"Xu Damao, don't run."

Silly Zhu chased down.

People in the courtyard.

They all went back to their respective homes, each looking for their own mother.