Siheyuan: I can change size at will

No one doesn't love money, and Liu Haizhong is no exception.

He was able to get half of the money and reconcile with Yi Zhonghai.

He actively went door to door to notify everyone of the meeting.

"Second uncle, what's going on today?"

After get off work, Sha Zhu now receives ideological education in the Security Department every day.

He had just returned home to take a rest when Liu Haizhong came to his door.

"Silly Zhu, this is a very important meeting, you must attend."

"You'll know what's going on when the meeting starts."

As the chef of the steel rolling mill, Sha Zhu is also a relatively wealthy man, so Liu Haizhong naturally doesn't want Sha Zhu to be absent.

He went to the front yard and suddenly thought of Cao Zhengshuang.

Last time, Cao Zhengshuang didn’t pay for the newspaper subscription, which made Liu Haizhong feel upset.

He was not going to let go of this opportunity to make a killing.

"Dong dong dong..."

"Who?"

When Cao Zhengshuang opened the door, he saw that it was Liu Haizhong.

"Second uncle, what's the matter?"

Liu Haizhong said impatiently: "Don't be absent from the whole school meeting."

After saying that, Liu Haizhong left again.

"Another meeting?"

Cao Zhengshuang didn't know what the purpose of today's event was, but he still decided to join in the fun.

Who made him in a good mood?

I was just counting the things I stole from Yi Zhonghai's house at home, and I actually found 4000 yuan in the cabinet.

In this era, this is definitely a huge sum of money.

"It turns out that being a thief has a bright future. No wonder Bang Geng has been determined to choose this career path since he was young."

With a huge sum of 4000 yuan in hand, Cao Zhengshuang walked with style.

He is the one who is arrogant.

The only pity was that he didn't find the ticket.

After all, these days, if you only have money but no tickets, you can only go to the pigeon market and buy things that don’t require tickets at high prices.

The backyard was slowly filled with people.

The residents of the courtyard were chatting with each other.

"We just had a meeting a few days ago, why are we having another one?"

“Formalism is unacceptable.”

"I guess it might be Yi Zhonghai's business."

"Yi Zhonghai, his family is in a miserable state. I heard that their house was robbed and even rats had to leave in tears when they came."

In the middle of the backyard, there is an octagonal table with two teacups on it.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui were sitting on chairs.

Yi Zhonghai stood aside and watched.

Seeing that most people had arrived, Liu Haizhong stood up.

He scanned the crowd and found that several wealthy residents of the courtyard had arrived, so he began to speak.

"Ahem, now that everyone is here, let me start talking about something important."

"I guess everyone knows about the burglary at Old Yi's house."

It turned out to be about Yi Zhonghai.

The residents who were watching started to speak up.

"That's right, the old Yi family is too miserable."

"Thieves are so rampant these days..."

"We must take good care of the house in the future."

Seeing everyone's strong reaction, Liu Haizhong continued, "The Yi family has been in trouble, and now there is nothing to eat at home."

"As a united and advanced courtyard, we cannot ignore Lao Yi's difficulties."

"So, in order to help the old Yi family out of their predicament, I held this meeting and called everyone here to raise funds for the old Yi family."

sizzle!

When they heard about the fundraising, everyone stopped.

Every household was not able to get enough to eat, and they spent every day trying to find something to chew.

As a result, everyone was asked to raise funds for Yi Zhonghai.

I don’t blame them for being cruel, I just blame them for having a difficult time.

The crowd, which had been quite noisy, suddenly died down and became silent.

When Liu Haizhong saw this situation, he guessed what everyone meant.

He said hurriedly: "I know every family has difficulties. Who can live well these days?"

"But Lao Yi's family is in a more difficult situation than all of us. If we don't help him, he and his family won't even know how to get their next meal."

"Those who have money can donate money, and those who have food can donate food."

"We have to give Lao Yi some money so that he can hold on until his salary is paid."

Liu Haizhong directly named Xu Damao because Xu Damao is relatively rich.

Ever since Xu Damao lost 200 yuan to Cao Zhengshuang last time, Liu Haizhong has been keeping an eye on him.

"Xu Damao, as an advanced figure in Siheyuan, how much money do you want to donate to Lao Yi?"

"I?"

Xu Damao was happily eating melon on the side, but he didn't expect to be called out by Liu Haizhong suddenly.

"I, Uncle Liu, my family is also in a difficult situation..."

It’s not that Xu Damao doesn’t want to donate money. In the courtyard, except for Sha Zhu and Cao Zhengshuang, he has a good relationship with everyone else.

But a few days ago he lost 200 yuan to Cao Zhengshuang, and he felt really painful for several days.

So he really didn't want to pay this time.

"Xu Damao, you are the one with the least pressure in this courtyard. If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry."

"Can you live without money?"

Liu Haizhong simply didn't believe it.

Xu Damao cried out in injustice: "Second uncle, it's not that I don't want to donate."

"You know, I lost 200 yuan to Cao Zhengshuang a few days ago. I'm in a really difficult situation now. I have no money."

"In fact, I think that this matter does not require all of us to donate money. As long as Cao Zhengshuang donates the 200 yuan he won from me, wouldn't this matter be easily resolved?"

Xu Damao was not going to get the 200 yuan back anyway, so he might as well divert the trouble to someone else and make Cao Zhengshuang hand over the money.

In this way, he gained face, but the money was paid by Cao Zhengshuang.

Oh, that's a good idea indeed.

When everyone heard that they didn't have to donate money, they all agreed with Xu Damao's proposal.

Jia Zhang spoke the loudest: "The 200 yuan Cao Zhengshuang earned was not honorable in the first place. He should just donate it to Lao Yi as a charity."

"Of course, our Jia family is also in a difficult situation. We will share the 200 yuan with Lao Yi."

Liu Haizhong frowned, he didn't expect that Jia Zhang would plot against him.

You have to know that he had agreed to split the money equally with Yi Zhonghai, so how could he allow Jia Zhangshi to interfere?

"Ms. Jia Zhang, today we are raising funds for the old Yi family. It has nothing to do with your Jia family."

"Who said that? If we talk about difficulties, our Jia family is also in a difficult situation in Siheyuan."

"My dear grandson is still recovering at home. What if he doesn't get enough nutrition and becomes lame?"

Your grandson was injured by stepping on a mousetrap while stealing, and you still have the nerve to bring it up again.

"Mom, stop talking."

Jia Dongxu pulled Jia Zhangshi and stopped her from continuing to make trouble.

After all, today we are raising funds for his master's family. If his mother ruins it, how will he face his master in the future?

Although Yi Zhonghai looked calm, he actually despised Jia Zhang's behavior in his heart.

But because of his face, he didn't say anything.

In addition to Jia Zhang's vocal support, others also supported Liu Haizhong's decision.

"The 200 yuan was ill-gotten gains, so it should be donated."

"It's a waste for Cao Zhengshuang to have so much money on his own."

"Cao Zhengshuang is too young. He has so much money that he can't control it at all. Let us help him spend it."

Faced with the voices of these beasts, Cao Zhengshuang simply treated them as farts.