Siheyuan: Separate from the beginning and live with my sister

The second uncle is a man with great ambitions but little talent, but he is obsessed with becoming a leader. In Yi Zhonghai's eyes, he is nothing, but now he needs something from him, so he comes up to flatter him.

"Second uncle, you see, I am only the acting uncle now. I have to tell you about anything that happens in the hospital first."

Liu Haizhong was very satisfied with Yi Zhonghai's attitude. He was now the leader among the formal masters in the hospital.

"Old Yi, you are too polite, don't you? Just tell me what you want. I will never let you down if I can do it."

Liu Haizhong was not polite and even called him "uncle".

Yi Zhonghai told the story to the second uncle with a forced smile.

"Second Master, look at the Jia family now. Their son died, Huairu gave birth prematurely, and Jia Zhang has to go to jail. They have three small children, and it's really hard for them to survive. They're about to have a funeral. As the masters of the courtyard, we can't just ignore them."

Liu Haizhong's fringe was blown by the uncle's words, "Isn't it just a funeral? We uncles should worry about it, coordinate with the lower courtyard, and do it for them, right? I thought it was a big deal."

"Okay, Second Master, I was right. You are indeed kind-hearted. With your appeal, you will definitely get people in the courtyard to donate money to the Jia family for the funeral."

"That's right. There is nothing I can't do in our courtyard. It's just about donating money. What do you mean by donating money? Why do we need to donate money? Doesn't the Jia family pay for things?"

"Well, you didn't hear what I just said. Isn't it the Jia family that is in trouble? Besides, you don't have to pay for it all. Second Uncle, you just need to step forward for the needy and take the lead in donating money. Doesn't this also show your noble character?"

Liu Haizhong finally agreed after a grunt, and was willing to lose a little money for the sake of his leader's demeanor.

Yi Zhonghai came out of the second uncle's house and turned to the front yard. It was easy to deal with Liu Haizhong, but the third uncle Yan Bugui was a money-grubber and profit-seeking man. Nothing could be accomplished without his own efforts.

Sometimes it is easy to talk to knowledgeable people. When I arrived at Yan Bugui's house, an old man directly bid 5 yuan.

As long as you, Yan Bugui, agree to donate, you can take the 5 yuan and donate it at the donation meeting. You don't have to spend a penny and you can get a good reputation for free.

The third uncle was a smart man and knew what Yi Zhonghai was planning.

He blinked his lips but didn't agree.

"Look, uncle, you gave me 5 yuan, but I had to give it to the Jia family. I worked so hard but got nothing. Besides, reputation can't feed me. My family has many people, but the income is little. I have a hard life."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his teeth were itching. What kind of hospital was he living in? He met the wrong person. What a bad person.

In fact, isn't he the same old man who is scheming all the time? He has a white hair all over his body and everyone looks like a goblin to him.

Finally, the two foxes reached an agreement that in addition to the 5 yuan agreed upon earlier, they would give Yan Bugui an extra 5 jin of flour. However, Yi Zhonghai insisted that the money would only be given after the matter was accomplished.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, the third uncle readily agreed to hold a donation meeting today.

Everything is ready, the show is about to begin.

After get off work in the afternoon, He Lin went to the Sijiucheng Medical College first and gave Yang Xue a bag of fruit, asking her to take good care of herself at school.

"Brother He Lin, my dad said he still owes you a bottle of wine, and asked you to drink it when you are free on the weekend. But I tell you, actually the old man is greedy and wants to eat the food you cook."

Yang Xue, the breathable little cotton-padded jacket, sold out Yang Zhenzhong.

After He Lin came into contact with Political Commissar Yang, he felt that this old man was very interesting and a fun person. Besides, since he was wearing someone else's cotton-padded jacket, wasn't it his duty to cook a meal for him?

"Okay, it's not easy for the old man to want to eat. Let's go fishing by the river on the weekend. It would be fun if we could bring the fish we caught back home to cook."

"It's a deal then, we'll see you then."

The two of them stayed together for a while before parting ways and leaving.

Then He Lin turned to the street office again. Yu Li was still waiting for him. They both had a bag of fruit, so he couldn't favor one over the other.

"Brother Lin, buying so many fruits must cost a lot of money, and I can't eat them all, isn't this a waste?"

"It's not just for you to eat. If you can't finish it, take it home and let your parents have a taste. I had to find someone to get it for you with great difficulty."

Yu Li felt a little sweet that he was still thinking about her.

Then He Lin took out a bicycle ticket from his pocket and handed it to Yu Li. He got it from the pigeon market. After what happened with Yi Zhonghai last time, he was not afraid that anyone would dare to pick a fight with him again.

"Take this ticket first. When you take some time off tomorrow morning, I'll come find you and take you to buy a bicycle."

Yu Li was stunned when she saw the bicycle ticket. Today's bicycles are no less expensive than BBAs of later generations, but not everyone can own one.

"Brother Lin, this is too expensive. I can't accept it. Besides, I haven't saved enough money to buy a car yet. It's useless to take it."

Yu Li was a temporary worker and earned only 18 yuan a month, so naturally she couldn't save much money.

In fact, it’s no wonder that Yu Li was surprised. He Lin spent 80 yuan to get this ticket. If he wasn’t rich, most people wouldn’t be willing to buy it. Otherwise, there were only a few bicycles in the courtyard.

"Who told you to pay for the car? Keep the ticket, take a leave tomorrow, and leave the rest to me. Otherwise, I will tear up the ticket."

He Lin looked at Yu Li without question and pretended to be angry.

"Don't tear it up, isn't it okay for me to accept it? Brother Lin, please don't be angry."

Yu Li was so touched that she held He Lin's hand. Brother Lin was so nice to her that she tiptoed to give him a sweet kiss.

When He Lin finished his life's work and returned to the courtyard, it was already late. Everyone in the courtyard had gathered and was waiting for him to come back.

Who made He Lin a cadre now? The only cadre in this courtyard? Without him, this general meeting would have no significance.

He Lin swept away the situation, placed an eight-person table in the middle, and the three uncles joined in.

Yi Zhonghai actually let the second uncle Liu Haizhong sit in the main seat, and he and the third uncle Yan Bugui sat on both sides. He said that he was still the acting uncle and the second uncle should sit in the middle to preside over the meeting.

In fact, he knew that things were different now and the hospital was no longer the same as before. He also didn't want to be trapped by the old Jia family, so he organized this donation meeting when he had no other choice.

The eldest uncle intended to let the second son Liu Haizhong take the lead, so that even if something went wrong, he would take the blame. He would push it off and ask himself what it had to do with him.

Yi Zhonghai's plan went as he wished, but the second uncle Liu Haizhong was unaware of it. He sat happily in the main seat, feeling the glory that came with power.

At this moment, the second uncle felt that he was the most supreme leader in the courtyard.