Siheyuan: I found a wife right after I crossed over

Everyone looked at Yang Chong.

Yang Chong smiled slightly: "Let's not talk about how much I donated. There is something I want to say first. Uncle, since this whole courtyard meeting is to help families in need, I think there are many families in the courtyard who are more needy than the Jia family."

"For example, Wang Daguo and his wife are not registered as urban residents, and they don't have rations. Not only do they have to buy expensive food in the pigeon market, but they also have to pay five yuan in rent to the street every month. I think their family is in greater difficulty than the Jia family and needs more donations."

"The same is true for Uncle Li's family in the front yard. Although they have urban hukou, no one in their family works in a state-owned factory. In addition, Aunt Li is ill all year round. The family of six relies on the little money Uncle Li earns from odd jobs to make a living. They are also in a more difficult situation than the Jia family."

"So I think that since we are going to donate today, we should donate the money to families in greater need. What do you think, uncle?"

Yang Chong spoke slowly and his voice was not loud, but it was like a thunderclap that blew up the entire yard.

Everyone immediately started discussing: "Yes, it's not just the Jia family that's in need in this courtyard, and his family is not the most needy, so why only donate to his family?"

"Yeah, why didn't I think of that? What Yang Chong said makes sense! If we want to donate, we should donate to the Wang family and the Li family, not the Jia family."

"That's right. Although there are five people in the Jia family, there are only three adults and two children. Jia Dongxu earns 30 or 40 yuan a month, so he should be able to take care of his food and drink. Isn't it that Jia Zhang is lazy and greedy, and there is also that Bang Geng who wants to eat meat every day. Does he want us to donate money to buy meat for him?"

"That's right. No one's money comes from the wind. Why should we be reluctant to eat or drink and donate the money we save to them to eat meat?"

"You're right. The eldest master is too biased towards the Jia family."

The discussions started out in low voices, then gradually grew louder, and eventually became loud and unbridled.

The Jia family's faces changed all of a sudden. They never expected that Yang Chong would destroy the money they were about to get with just one sentence.

Yi Zhonghai's face suddenly turned red from the smug look just now to the color of liver.

At first, he thought Yang Chong would definitely not be willing to donate money, and he could then accuse him of being disrespectful to the elderly and young and having no love. But who knew that he agreed to donate money, but wanted to change the recipient of the donation to someone else.

He began to regret that he should not have called out Yang Chong's name. He had intended to defeat him, but he did not expect that he would be counterattacked by him and was forced into a desperate situation.

It was too late to regret now. He couldn't take back what he had said. So many people were watching. Yi Zhonghai felt that his authority had been challenged as never before. He had to make a decision immediately, or Liu Datou next to him would take advantage of the situation.

Thinking of this, Yi Zhonghai forced a kind smile on his face, raised his hand to press down and said: "Everyone be quiet, Yang Chong is right, it's not just the Jia family that is in trouble in our courtyard. I was thinking of coming one by one, but since Yang Chong brought it up, let's come together. The three families will have a share of the money donated today, and they will split it equally. What do you think?"

Jia Zhang got anxious when she heard this: "Old Yi, we agreed to donate to my family, how come it became three families? No, I won't agree!"

Yi Zhonghai was so angry, you old pig woman, you are such a pig! If I don't change my words, can you get a penny back?

He quickly glanced at Jia Dongxu, who was quite smart, and quickly said to his mother, "Mom, please stop talking. My master is right. We are not the only family in need in the hospital. Everyone should get a share of the donation."

Jia Zhang was so angry that she stamped her feet and went home.

Yi Zhonghai stared at Yang Chong. At this moment, he already hated Yang Chong in his heart: "Yang Chong, how much do you plan to donate today?"

Yang Chong continued, "Uncle, although I am a dual-income family, everyone knows that Xiu'er and I have only been in the factory for a few days and haven't even received our salary yet, so we can't donate much money."

"There are always cars in front and tracks behind. We are very strict about seniority in our hospital. Everyone knows that you three uncles are the most senior in our hospital, so we have to rank behind you. Donations are naturally no exception. We cannot exceed you three uncles."

"Well, since Uncle San donated five dollars, I will also donate the maximum amount, five dollars, like Brother Damao."

As he said that, he took out five dollars from his pocket and placed it on the table in front of Yi Zhonghai.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry, but he had nothing to say. He couldn't find any reason in Yang Chong's words. He first respected the three uncles, and then talked about the five yuan donated by Yan Bugui, who donated the least, and ignored the thirty yuan donated by Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he was fuming, but he was helpless and could only turn around and glare at Yan Bugui.

He thought to himself that it was all your fault, you stingy old man, otherwise how could Yang Chong only donate five dollars.

Yan Bugui knew he was in the wrong, so he lowered his head in embarrassment and didn't dare to look at Yi Zhonghai.

The deaf old lady sitting on the side looked at Yi Zhonghai, shook her head, sighed, and said, "Zhu Zi, carry me home."

With Yang Chong's words at the beginning, the others had an excuse to shirk their responsibility, so you donated one dollar, I donated fifty cents, and some even donated ten cents.

Aunt Wang in the front yard even took out two big radishes from her home and said, "My family is not well off, so I'll just donate two big radishes."

Jia Dongxu was so angry that his nose was about to be crooked. He thought to himself, "My family needs your two big carrots, right? What my family wants to eat is meat!"

But you still have to smile and look grateful.

After everyone in the courtyard donated money one by one, the three old men gathered together to take count and found that the total donation was 103.2 yuan.

Among them, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong donated 30 yuan each, Sha Zhu donated 20 yuan, and Xu Damao, Yan Bugui and Yang Chong each donated 5 yuan, a total of 95 yuan.

In other words, the remaining nearly twenty households donated a total of only eight yuan and twenty cents.

It is far from the more than 200 yuan that Yi Zhonghai had described to Jia Dongxu before.

There is no doubt that this was all done by this kid Yang Chong!

While Yi Zhonghai was still gritting his teeth in hatred, Yang Chong reminded him again like a warning bell: "Uncle, this 103.2 yuan is divided among three families. How much should each family get?"

And it has to be divided among three families! Yi Zhonghai's face twitched again.

Thanks to the elementary school teacher's good knowledge of mathematics, Yan Bugui immediately came to the conclusion: "One family should get thirty-four yuan and forty cents." As soon as he finished reporting, he saw Yi Zhonghai's resentful eyes.