Siheyuan: Started at 57, he is a ruthless person who doesn’t talk much!

"Ah."

"That makes sense."

"But have you ever carefully calculated the account?"

Zhao Xiangyang looked at Xu Damao and others and said.

"Ouch!"

"My brain!"

"No wonder we were fooled around by others. After all these years, no one has reacted and settled the score!"

"After all, Jia Dongxu's monthly salary is right there. We can definitely calculate how much money his family needs per month."

Xu Damao reacted and slapped his forehead.

"good."

"If we do a quick calculation, we will know how much Jia Dongxu's family needs to spend in a month."

"Yes, Jia Dongxu earns 33 yuan a month. There were only four people in his family before. Banggeng only started school this year. He hardly spent much money before."

Then everyone else followed suit and began to become indignant.

"Then let's calculate together how much money the Jia family spends per month!"

"Except for what I just said, Jia Zhang and Qin Huairu have rural household registration and need to buy grain at a high price. So if they use the 15 yuan per month to buy food, they will still have 18 yuan left in their family."

"He and Bang Geng both have city hukou, so 10 yuan for food should be enough, right? If they are frugal in buying groceries and daily necessities, 8 yuan is definitely enough. If they can save a little, they might even be able to save a few yuan every month."

"After all, there are many families in our courtyard who need to support a family of three or four with 33 yuan a month. When have they ever come out to cry about being poor and ask you to help with donations?"

"Besides, Yi Zhonghai is a level 7 worker with only two people in his family. He earns more than 80 yuan a month, and if he can just give a dozen or twenty yuan, it will be enough to help Jia Dongxu's family get through this difficult time."

"But even so, have you ever seen Yi Zhonghai, this guy who claims to be a good guy? Apart from Sha Zhu and Jia Dongxu's family, who else has he taken the initiative to help?"

"And even if it was Jia Dongxu, he only called on you all to donate money, but you were reluctant to lend him money. The money was paid by you, but the reputation of a good man belongs to Yi Zhonghai. Have the people of the Jia family ever been grateful to you? They are only grateful to Yi Zhonghai. You are just the ATM of the Jia family... or the money bag."

Zhao Xiangyang glanced at everyone with a hint of sarcasm.

This immediately broke down the defenses of many people completely.

"Damn it, it seems that we have been played like monkeys by Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu all these years?"

"You just found out about this? If I remember correctly, when Jia Dongxu got married, he bought a sewing machine for 180 million old currency, which is about 180 yuan today. There aren't many families in our alley who can come up with so much money at once to buy a sewing machine, right?"

"That's right. I didn't know that when I did the math, I was shocked. It turns out that my family is not as good as Jia Dongxu's family!"

"Fuck it, I only make 27 yuan a month, but I have to feed three people. We eat steamed corn bread, potato sticks and porridge every day, and we rarely eat meat all year round. Even so, I haven't seen Yi Zhonghai come out to call on everyone to donate. Instead, we have to donate to Jia Dongxu's family."

They all started shouting loudly, and everyone's face turned very ugly.

"So, you guys, do you still think they are good people?"

"Over the years, Yi Zhonghai has been doing one thing, which is brainwashing everyone in the compound. Because he has no family, he is afraid that no one will take care of his affairs after he dies. The deaf old lady is kind to Yi Zhonghai and Sha Zhu for the same reason. Because she has no children, she is afraid of being bullied. It happens that she is a five-guarantee household, and you will definitely not question her if she pretends to be a martyr's relative. So she has naturally become the ancestor of everyone in the entire courtyard."

"And Yi Zhonghai just needs someone who can control you and let him do things without anyone objecting. Even if someone wants to object, I think Xu Damao knows best that Sha Zhu has beaten you up a lot, right?"

Zhao Xiangyang looked at Xu Damao and said.

"I said that!"

"Why does Shazhu always come to pick a fight and provoke me for no reason, causing me to hit someone first?"

"It seems that all this is caused by Yi Zhonghai's grandson, who is secretly making trouble?"

Xu Damao's eyes suddenly turned red, and he felt extremely cold and shivering.

"okay."

"You guys should all go home. You must be tired after a day's work. You should go home to eat when it's time to go home, and go home to rest when it's time to go home."

Zhao Xiangyang shrugged and looked at everyone, then he greeted everyone and planned to go home for dinner.

After all, it was dark, and the deaf old woman couldn't run away.

Not as good as.

Let someone deal with this matter tomorrow.

"Xiangyang, wait a minute!"

"Yes, Xiangyang, wait a minute!"

Xu Damao and others stepped forward angrily and shouted at Zhao Xiangyang.

"what happened?"

"Do you have anything else to do?"

Zhao Xiangyang stopped and looked at everyone and said.

"Can we ask them to return the donated money? And can we sue them for fraudulent donation?"

Xu Damao walked forward with red eyes and said to Zhao Xiangyang.

because.

Every time the Jia family donated money, if he donated less than 1 yuan, he would be immediately ridiculed by Sha Zhu and then beaten up in front of everyone in the courtyard.

Moreover, Yi Zhonghai took sides in various ways, and in the end he was beaten and lost face, but he did not get a penny less.

Now I know the whole story.

What a bad breath!

Of course he couldn't swallow it, so he had to make them pay the price.

"If you have anything to report, arrange for a representative to come out tomorrow and go to the police station with me to register."

"When the time comes, there will naturally be someone dedicated to handling this matter for you."

Zhao Xiangyang said to Xu Damao.

"Well!"

"I'm going to the police station with Xiangyang tomorrow. Is that okay with you guys?"

Xu Damao volunteered and stood there looking around and said.

"We have no problem with that."

"Damn, I roughly calculated over the years, and it cost me at least 10 dollars."

"Fuck Yi Zhonghai, we paid for it, but he gets all the fame."

Everyone nodded and expressed that they had no objection.

"That works."

"Tomorrow morning, Xu Damao, come with me to the police station. If there is nothing else, I will go back first."

Zhao Xiangyang nodded.

After seeing that everyone was fine, he turned and walked towards his home in the backyard.