Siheyuan: I found a wife right after I crossed over

In the TV series, Xu Damao is a villain with a lot of bad intentions, but since Yang Chong traveled through time, he has not found him doing any bad things.

Of course, this may be because he and Xu Damao have not had much dealings and do not understand each other well.

But Xu Damao is very smart, otherwise he would not have married Lou Xiao'e, the innocent daughter of capitalist Lou Bancheng. These days, he saw with his own eyes that Yang Chong went from a hard-working laborer to a buyer of the steel mill, and it was Director Yang who signed in person to recruit the couple as an exception. Based on this, he knew that Yang Chong should not be offended, and he had to find a way to maintain a good relationship with him.

So, when he saw Yang rushing over, he immediately grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his pocket and stuffed them into Yang's pocket: "Eat some melon seeds. I went to the countryside to show a movie a few days ago, and the production team leader insisted on packing them for me. Try them."

Of course Yang Chong would not refuse. He said thank you, Brother Damao, and shared the melon seeds with Yu Xiu and Yang Xiaojuan.

"Chongzi, do you know what the whole school meeting is going to do today?"

Yang Chong shook his head: "I don't know."

"I don't know either, but I can guess that today's topic must be related to the Jia family and it must be beneficial to the Jia family. Otherwise, would Jia Dongxu be so diligent in notifying everyone to attend the meeting?" Xu Damao said.

Yang Chong nodded in agreement. Not only had Jia Dongxu notified everyone one by one, but he also did not talk back when Yu Xiu scolded him in person. He must be planning something bad.

Recalling the plot of the TV series he had watched before, he seemed to have understood what was going to happen next, so he turned his head and whispered to Yu Xiu: "Xiu'er, no matter what they say later, you guys don't say anything, just let me come forward, understand?"

Yu Xiu nodded: "I know, brother, you are the head of our family, if there is any problem, you must come forward."

At this time, Yi Zhonghai, who had been holding a large teacup, looked up at the chattering crowd and asked Jia Dongxu next to him: "Dongxu, is everyone here?"

Jia Dongxu said quickly: "Master, I've seen that almost everyone is here, and someone has come from every household."

Liu Haizhong asked quickly: "Old Yi, why are we having this meeting today? You need to tell me and Old Yan the truth."

Yan Bugui quickly leaned over to listen. Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and said something else: "By the way, Old Yan, didn't you say a few days ago that your eldest son Jie Cheng wanted to work in the steel mill? I asked around for you. Old Wang from the second workshop is about to retire. He has no children, and he wants to sell the quota at a low price. I talked to him and asked for five hundred. If you can come up with five hundred, I will help you negotiate a settlement."

Yan Bugui was immediately delighted: "Five hundred? That's great! Lao Yi, I definitely want this job, you must help me get it."

Yi Zhonghai nodded: "Okay, let's talk about this in detail later."

After saying that, without paying any attention to Liu Haizhong who was pricked up to listen, he put the big teacup in his hand on the table and cleared his throat: "Ahem... almost everyone is here, everyone please be quiet, I have something to tell you all."

The noisy yard suddenly became quiet, and everyone turned their eyes to Yi Zhonghai, wanting to hear what he had to say.

Yi Zhonghai was very satisfied with the result, and began with his usual friendly smile: "Everyone knows the current situation. Natural disasters are severe and the country is in trouble, so everyone's life is not easy, and many people are hungry. Especially now that quantitative control is implemented, some families with many people but few urban hukou are in even more difficult situations."

"Especially the Jia family in our courtyard. There are five people in the family, but Dongxu is the only one with a city hukou, so he has to use one person's ration to feed the whole family of five. Although he is a worker in the steel mill and has a salary, if the ration is not enough for five people, he has to go to the pigeon market to buy food. The price of pigeons in the pigeon market is getting more and more expensive. How can his salary alone be enough?"

"So, everyone can see the difficulties of the Jia family. Today I want everyone to lend a hand to help him. Doesn't our country have a long-standing tradition of helping others in need? Our courtyard is an advanced courtyard in the neighborhood, and we can't just stand by and watch our neighbors in need without helping them."

Then he took out thirty yuan from his pocket and put it on the table: "Well, as the uncle in charge of the courtyard, I will set an example and donate thirty yuan to help the Jia family get through this difficult time."

He looked around and said, "Everyone should help a little."

Then he first looked at Liu Haizhong beside him: "Lao Liu, you are the second uncle in the courtyard, what about you?"

Liu Haizhong never expected that today's meeting was to donate money to the Jia family, and he never expected that Yi Zhonghai would start with him when he came up.

Moreover, Yi Zhonghai donated 30 yuan himself, which was a bit choking for him.

Although Liu Haizhong's salary is not low, he is only one level lower than Yi Zhonghai in this courtyard, but he has three sons. Although the eldest son Liu Guangqi has married and moved out to live on his own, there are still two older sons at home who eat and drink for free.

They are completely different from Yi Zhonghai, who are childless and live alone as a couple, so asking him to donate a few dozen dollars is like cutting off his own flesh.

What's even more infuriating is that Yi Zhonghai held this meeting to donate money to the Jia family, but he didn't tell the second uncle anything about it beforehand. Instead, he asked him to set an example right from the start.

This is clearly about grabbing his neck and killing him.

Liu Haizhong was so angry that his face turned red, but he had no way to deal with it and had to follow the path drawn by Yi Zhonghai.

He was an official fan, but he was not destined to be an official. He was just a soldier in the unit. He had finally become a second-rank official in the hospital by virtue of his age and qualifications, but he didn't want Yi Zhonghai to steal his limelight in the hospital.

Therefore, although he felt that Yi Zhonghai had played a trick on him, Liu Haizhong still didn't want to be outdone by him in the donation matter. So after hesitating for a while, he still endured the pain and took out thirty yuan from his pocket: "Since Old Yi has donated thirty yuan, then I, the second uncle, can't fall behind, I will also donate thirty yuan."

Next it was Yan Bugui's turn.

Yan Bugui was dumbfounded. He now understood why Yi Zhonghai had just told him about work. He was waiting for him here.

If it were according to Yan Bugui's usual style, he would not pay a penny.

My family doesn't want to eat meat all year round, and even when we eat pickles we have to count them and share them with everyone. Why should I donate money to you?

Besides, you, Jia Dongxu, only have to support five people with one salary, while I, Yan Bugui, have to support six people with one salary. It's even harder than yours.

But it’s not possible today. Yi Zhonghai’s attitude is very clear. If he doesn’t donate, then his job will be in jeopardy.

Thinking of the hard-earned opportunity, Yan Bugui had to make a sacrifice no matter how painful it was. He gritted his teeth, took out five yuan from his pocket and said, "Old Yi and Old Liu have both donated, so I, the third uncle, cannot be left behind. But everyone knows that my family's conditions are not as good as Old Yi and Old Liu's, so I will donate five yuan."

Yi Zhonghai nodded, knowing that it was not easy for Old Yan to take out five dollars, so he said, "Okay, donate, it depends on your own conditions, Old Yan, just donate five dollars." As he spoke, he glanced around and stared at Xu Damao who was standing with Yang Chong: "Xu Damao, you are a projectionist in the factory, your salary is not low, and you don't have children yet, just the two of you, how much do you plan to donate?"