Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

After hearing that someone had died, Sister Li and Ma Xia looked at each other and agreed.

Su Ming looked confused, but he still thanked the two of them and finally followed Xiao Yun out of the store.

"Who died?" Su Ming asked impatiently as soon as he went out.

Xiao Yun's reaction was relatively calm, "Jia Dongxu is dead, Qin Huairu's man."

"Oh." Su Ming groaned softly, and couldn't help smacking his lips and shaking his head, "She's quite pitiful. Her husband died, and now she has three children. Life must be difficult for her. Do you want to donate money? How much should we donate?"

Xiao Yun directly denied Su Ming's words, "Not having a good time? I think this period of time is the best time for Qin Huairu, even more comfortable than when she first got married."

Su Ming was a little puzzled, "Why? Isn't her husband gone? How can she be so happy?"

After hearing this, Xiao Yun was not in a hurry and patiently explained, "Jia Dongxu died, and the steel mill gave her 500 yuan as compensation, and also let her take over the shift and added half a year of salary. It's not much, but 20 yuan a month, which is 120 yuan now."

"I'll call for donations later, and I can at least earn a little over a hundred yuan. With more than 700 or 800 yuan in my pocket, how can life be difficult?"

"Especially, the mother-in-law who bullied her is not around yet, and the people in the compound have been sympathetic and helping her family, so life is not difficult."

After listening to this, Su Ming said thoughtfully, "Then this Qin Huairu is quite popular."

Xiao Yun burst out laughing.

Popular? She's the queen of poker.

Xu Damao donated the money purely because he wanted to play poker with Qin Huairu. His intentions were obvious.

He Yuzhu donated money and provided relief just because he wanted to play poker with Qin Huairu.

As for Yi Zhonghai, he might also want to play poker with Qin Huairu, but he has a bigger goal, which is to tie He Yuzhu down and live with him in his old age.

As for Liu Haizhong, he probably didn't want to play poker with Qin Huairu, but he didn't want to be suppressed by Yi Zhonghai. Whether it was because of this or because he used to be the manager of the compound, he would donate some.

As for the rest, they were completely forced and made donations unwillingly under Yi Zhonghai's moral coercion.

Seeing Xiao Yun suddenly smile, Su Ming was a little confused, "Why are you laughing? And you haven't told me how much our family donated?"

Xiao Yun rode the bike with one hand, put Su Ming's hand on his waist, and then suddenly accelerated, "Donate money? We won't donate."

After saying that, he rode away a long way.

When the two rushed back to the Central Courtyard, the scene for the whole court meeting had been fully arranged. A mourning hall was also set up in the Central Courtyard, built with white cloth and wooden beams. Jia Dongxu was lying in it, covered with a white cloth.

Xiaodang and Banggeng cried and hugged Jia Dongxu's body, feeling extremely sad.

The atmosphere in the compound was also rather heavy, lacking the noise of the past.

Three teacups were neatly placed in front of a square table.

As Xiao Yun and Su Ming entered the courtyard, Liu Haizhong took a look, then took a sip of water, coughed lightly, and said loudly: "Ahem, almost everyone has arrived, so I declare that the whole courtyard meeting will begin now! Let Old Yi speak."

Yi Zhonghai ignored Liu Haizhong's nonsense and got straight to the point: "Everyone knows that we are no longer the head of the compound, so we are holding this meeting as the elders of the compound."

After Xiao Yun and Su Ming parked the car, they stood aside and started listening.

"The meeting was about one thing: the Jia family. Qin Huairu's man, Jia Dongxu, died of a work-related injury at the steel mill."

"Everyone knows that Qin Huairu's mother-in-law is in prison. Usually there is no one to help look after the children. Now that she has lost her husband, her life is even more difficult."

"So, the purpose this time is to donate money to help Qin Huairu and her mother and the other two get through this difficult time!"

As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai took out a stack of bills from his pocket and slammed them on the table, causing the tea to splash.

"Jia Dongxu is my apprentice, I have the responsibility to take care of him, so I will donate 200!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was shocked.

"Two hundred yuan? That's my income for half a year."

"Yeah, Master Yi is so generous?"

"I understand. After all, Jia Dongxu is Master Yi's apprentice, and the master should take care of the apprentice."

"Yes, but let's donate some too. After all, it's not easy for a woman to raise three children."

"Yes, everyone should donate some. Although we usually have conflicts, we still have to help in this time of crisis."

...

Listening to the discussions, Yi Zhonghai nodded with satisfaction. This was exactly the effect he wanted.

Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui, who were standing by, couldn't sit still.

They are not as generous as Yi Zhonghai, nor are they like him, Master Jia Dongxu.

Therefore, Liu Haizhong gritted his teeth and spoke first: "I'll donate fifty!"

This statement also caused an uproar.

But the content was full of ridicule.

"Uncle, this is a bit lame. Why are you donating so little?"

"That's right. Your salary is not low. It's not reasonable to donate these."

"That's right, no wonder I can't compare to Master Yi."

"If you ask me, we should recommend Uncle Yi to be the uncle of the compound."

"I think it works!"

...

As the discussions grew louder, Liu Haizhong's face became uglier. He didn't expect that he spent fifty yuan and ended up making a wedding dress for Yi Zhonghai.

At this time, Xu Damao stood up and said, "The head of the compound should be a reasonable man. Although Uncle Yi Zhonghai donated a lot of money, he is Jia Dongxu's master, and this is what he should do. I heard that the steel mill wants to choose Uncle Liu as deputy director."

"This is a high-ranking official, the one who manages the steel mill, so I recommend Uncle Liu to be the one in charge."

Once these words were spoken, it was undoubtedly like dropping a bombshell in this solemn atmosphere.

Everyone was shocked because this compound had never had an official before.

In addition, many of them were workers in the steel rolling mill, so under Xu Damao's instigation, everyone changed their tune.

"I also choose Uncle Liu as the Grandpa. You know, I have always been optimistic about him!"

"I agree."

"I have no objection to someone who can be the leader of a steel mill being the manager."

"I do not have either!"

...

Hearing that everyone's tone had changed immediately, Liu Haizhong laughed out loud, looked at Xu Damao with satisfaction, and kept giving him a thumbs up in his heart, saying that the money was really worth it.

Yi Zhonghai's face changed, he looked a little embarrassed, and he slapped the table immediately, "Xu Damao! Today we are discussing the Jia family as an elder, not selecting a steward."

Immediately, he looked at everyone and said, "Director Wang will make the final decision on the matter of the steward. Continue to donate!"

These words directly brought us back to the topic.

Xiao Yun stood at the door of his house, eating melon seeds with Su Ming while watching the excitement.

To be honest, he would never believe that it was Xu Damao who said Liu Haizhong would be the deputy director.