Siheyuan: I became a truck driver

"That's enough. I will decide the right and wrong. Just shut up." Director Wang didn't even look at Liu Haizhong. After saying that, he walked straight towards Xiao Yun.

"Tell me what happened?" Director Wang looked at Xiao Yun helplessly and said in a calm tone.

"Director, I did hit someone, but Xu Damao started the fight first. Do you think the donation was voluntary?" Xiao Yun said, "Jia Dongxu owed me 80 yuan for furniture before he died. I asked Qin Huairu to use this debt to offset the donation. Was my original intention to help Qin Huairu's family share the pressure of life?"

"But what did Xu Damao say? He insulted my personality and said I was fooling people! I donated 80 yuan indirectly out of kindness, and got this reputation. How can I not be angry?"

As Xiao Yun spoke, he glanced at Xu Damao with contempt.

Xu Damao's face was covered in blood at this time, and his mind was a little clearer. He gritted his teeth, stared at Xiao Yun, and swore secretly in his heart.

When I become the deputy director, I will send you to the workshop. You will live a life worse than a dog and you will be exhausted to death.

As for your wife, she can't escape either!

But this is just his inner voice, and others don't know it.

After hearing this, Director Wang's expression eased a little, and he retracted the thought of protecting Xiao Yun.

He glanced at Xu Damao and asked, "Xu Damao! Did Xiao Yun pay for your medical expenses?"

Lou Xiao'e answered quickly: "Director, he paid fifty yuan in compensation."

Director Wang nodded and said, "Okay, let's talk about the Jia family."

Everyone was dumbfounded.

Especially the group of people who were speaking for Yi Zhonghai and wanted Xiao Yun to come in, their eyes were wide open and they couldn't speak at all.

what's good?

Xu Damao should pay compensation for being beaten, okay?

Is this the case?

Liu Haizhong had the same doubts, so he interrupted Director Wang and said, "Director Wang, what about the beating of Xu Damao? Are you just going to let it go?"

Director Wang looked at him coldly, "What do you want? Do you think I can't handle the affairs of your compound?"

"If that's the case, then go call the police. I'll go investigate with you and see what the result is."

"Two people fight each other, and the winner pays. What's the problem?"

Director Wang's attitude has made it clear that Xiao Yun did hit someone, but he paid compensation and the matter is over.

If you don't accept it, then you are treating him as an enemy as well.

Liu Haizhong felt a little breathless, but he still endured it with a wry smile.

When Director Wang was announcing the matter, Liu Haizhong came close to Xu Damao and whispered.

"Don't worry, Damao. When I become the deputy director, I will definitely help you get back at your anger. When I run for the position of manager, I will punish him by making him clean the toilet!"

Xu Damao still did not respond, but stared at Xiao Yun viciously.

After a while, he waved to Lou Xiaoe, "Mozi, help me go back!"

But just as Xu Damao was about to leave, Xiao Yun, who was eating melon seeds, said, "Xu Damao, are you leaving now? If I remember correctly, you haven't donated yet, right?"

"You, a projectionist, have a comfortable life. Now that the Jia family is in trouble, won't you donate?"

At this moment, everyone, including Qin Huairu, looked at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao paused for a moment and then he remembered his previous plan. He wanted to ridicule Xiao Yun by donating more money than Xiao Yun.

But in the end, Xiao Yun did that.

But now, Xiao Yun donated five dollars, even if he donated ten or twenty dollars, he could not suppress Xiao Yun.

Therefore, Xu Damao angrily snatched the fifty yuan from Lou Xiao'e's hand and threw it directly into the air.

"Fifty, I donated it all!"

After saying that, he followed Lou Xiao'e straight back home.

When everyone in the compound saw the money flying all over the place, they said all kinds of things, but because Director Wang was there, no one dared to selfishly hide some. After picking up the money, they all handed it to Qin Huairu.

Qin Huairu thanked him repeatedly.

Director Wang calmed down his emotions and said solemnly, "We just said a lot, now let's get to the point. Comrade Yi Zhonghai donated 300 yuan a few days ago as a member of the compound, 200 of which was used to help the poor households in the hutong."

“Before I could come up with a list, such a big incident happened to the Jia family, so he found me and wanted me to use this money to support the Jia family.

I understand the Jia family's situation, so I decided to give the money to the Jia family so that they can get out of their sorrow as soon as possible and live a good life! "

After Director Wang finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai led the applause, and the other residents of the compound followed suit.

Xiao Yun also clapped his hands symbolically.

Amid the applause of the crowd, Director Wang took out a paper bag from his pocket, which contained a thick stack of 200 yuan.

Qin Huairu's eyes were suddenly filled with tears and she hurriedly thanked him.

Director Wang waved his hand and said, "This is not donated by me. This is donated by Master Yi on behalf of the hospital. If you want to thank someone, you should thank her."

After Director Wang said this, Qin Huairu immediately looked at Yi Zhonghai, "Uncle, thank you. You took care of me when Dongxu was alive. Now that he is gone, you care so much about my family. I don't know what to say.

From now on, I will let my children recognize you as their grandfather, and I will take care of you in your old age!"

Yi Zhonghai was stunned for a moment, but when he heard about the pension, he was overjoyed and nodded repeatedly, "Okay, from now on your aunt and I will be your backers. If you have any difficulties in life, just tell me!"

Director Wang saw that things were almost done, so he spoke again: "Okay, the most important thing right now is to bury the deceased. Everyone should help and lend a hand to help settle the person. It's not a good thing to stay in the yard all the time.

When the time comes, Qin Huairu, you can also set up a banquet and invite everyone to come over to eat and drink, as a way of expressing your gratitude."

Qin Huairu nodded repeatedly, agreeing with this approach.

Afterwards, Director Wang left the courtyard, and Xiao Yun took Su Ming and the teacher back home.

The compound was much more lively than usual.

There were also a few more men's voices coming from the central courtyard. They were hired by Yi Zhonghai to keep vigil over the body. Of course, it was not free. Each person was charged three yuan a night, and they also had to provide wine and meat.

According to custom, they have to stay until the burial.

Xiao Yun's home.

Xiao Yun was cooking, while Su Ming was helping on the side. As for the teacher, he was sitting on the kang, chatting with the two of them.

"I can't tell. This time the donations are quite a lot. Yi Zhonghai alone contributed four hundred. Qin Huairu is now considered a person with over a thousand in savings." Xiao Yun sighed casually.

Su Ming looked down on it. "Humph, what's the point of earning money for your man's funeral? Talent is the most important thing."

"That's true." Xiao Yun echoed.

Soon, dinner was ready.

There were only three dishes, one was stir-fried lamb, one was cold-mixed pork head, and one was scrambled egg. The staple food was steamed buns.

These foods were all ready-made at home, but there weren't many left. Only the white flour was left in large quantities, and it was almost impossible to see its consumption. This was normal, because every time Xiao Yun served noodles, he would put some noodles into the noodle bag in the space.

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In the front yard, a grand event started at Yan Bugui's house. If it were written into the textbook, it should be called "Diet Movement"

In order to eat more at Jia Dongxu's table, they had to start starving themselves to leave more space in their stomachs.