Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

Everyone in the courtyard looked at Yan Fugui, who was a little confused. He looked at Xu Damao and He Yuzhu, who looked as if they were about to move away, and said with a dark face, "Hey, if you two guys want to donate, just donate yours. What does it have to do with me?" Yan Fugui felt that this silly Zhu had really learned bad things, and actually used himself, the third uncle, as a shield.

He Yuzhu pretended to be sincere, with tears in his eyes. He twitched and twitched, which frightened Xu Damao who was standing beside him. Xu Damao had a dark face and wanted to stay away from this shameless guy. But he felt that He Yuzhu had really changed. The cook did not read the recipe but was interested in the art of war.

He Yuzhu said with tears in his eyes, "You know that I, He Yuzhu, am not well educated, but what I admire most is that you study." Hearing the words "I admire you scholars", Yan Fugui was very happy no matter what he felt in his heart. The social status of teachers is not very high now. Maybe they are very respectful to them in person, but in private, who hasn't heard of the three words "stinky old ninth".

He Yuzhu pretended to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, which made everyone in the courtyard look confused. They felt that this silly boy was really getting worse and worse, and he actually found a shield. If we talk about who is the most stingy in the courtyard, it can be said that Yan Fugui ranks first. Yan Fugui's stinginess is recognized by everyone in the courtyard.

No matter how other people in the courtyard view him, He Yuzhu continues to perform. He Yuzhu said, "Third Uncle is the most educated in our courtyard. Since I was a child, Third Uncle has been my idol. So no matter how much money Third Uncle pays, I naturally can't exceed you. This is naturally a respect and admiration for Third Uncle, Third Uncle? You go first!"

Xu Damao pursed his lips. He wanted to laugh but didn't dare to. This silly Zhu was really too mean. How much money could this stingy Yan donate? But wouldn't Xu Damao's loss be less in this way? Yi Zhonghai, the old bastard, used Old Lady Long as a shield, so he also used Yan Fugui as a shield.

Xu Damao nodded quickly, and said with a miserable look on his face, "Yes, I, Xu Damao, am not willing to give in to He Yuzhu in terms of respect for the Third Master. I have decided to learn from He Yuzhu, and I will naturally donate as much as the Third Master donated."

The smart people in the courtyard knew what the two brothers were thinking, and they couldn't hide their smiles. They all started talking about it, saying that Yan Fugui was their idol. Some even used Yan Fugui to educate their neighbors' children, asking their own children to learn from Yan Fugui in the future.

Liu Haizhong was so envious that he thought the people in the courtyard were blind. He should be the most powerful person in the courtyard. Don't they regard him as a role model? Liu Haizhong's face was full of bitterness. Compared with Liu Haizhong's bitterness, Yan Fugui didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

He really didn't want to be a role model. If he could get some advantage by being a third-rate uncle, he wouldn't be willing to do it. But he was already in a state of irritation, and there was no way he could take out the two cents in his left trouser pocket. After all, he was a role model for others, so he gritted his teeth and took out the fifty cents in his right trouser pocket.

Yan Fugui trembled as he held the fifty cents, feeling reluctant to part with it. A bowl of pork noodles only cost a few cents these days, and the fifty cents could buy three servings of pork noodles. When Yan Fugui thought of this, he felt heartbroken. But as the third uncle in charge, if he didn't donate, how could he convince the other people in the courtyard?

Yan Fugui said with a sad face, "You also know our family situation. Although I am very happy about everyone's flattery, our family is really very poor. This fifty cents, this fifty cents is a token of our family's kindness."

Yi Zhonghai's face darkened a little, and he was about to say that you don't have to be like Lao Yan. He Yuzhu quickly took out three cents from his pocket and put it in the donation box, and said to the people in the courtyard, "We, the He family, donate three cents." The people in the courtyard were confused. What can these three cents do? They felt a little depressed.

Yi Zhonghai cursed with a dark face, "Zhuzi, silly Zhuzi, what nonsense are you talking about? The combined salary of you and your wife is almost 100 yuan. How can you donate cents to the old lady's birthday party? The old lady is the ancestor of our courtyard. I think you should donate one month's salary. Listen to me, your uncle, old lady..."

He Yuzhu waved his hands helplessly, feeling very angry. He always felt that Yi Zhonghai was a little stupid. He had said so much, why did he still give up? Old Lady Long was the ancestor of the courtyard, what did it have to do with him? This birthday party was not organized by him.

He Yuzhu pretended to say, "Uncle, didn't you say that we should respect our parents and elders? What's wrong with me always doing what you said?" Yi Zhonghai's face turned as black as charcoal and said, "Aren't you just talking nonsense? You donated 30 cents, is that respecting your parents and elders?"

He Yuzhu pretended to be very sorry and said, "Hey, Uncle Yi. Didn't you hear what I said just now? Uncle San is my life mentor and I respect him very much. Uncle San donated only 50 cents. If I donated too much, I would think that Uncle San was not filial. In order to implement what you said, Uncle Yi, we firmly respect the elderly and love the young."

Yan Fugui looked like he had eaten shit, and his face couldn't be any darker. He was also furious at He Yuzhu. This incident was not caused by Yi Zhonghai, so why did he use Yan Fugui as a target? In fact, He Yuzhu didn't want to use Yan Fugui as a target either. Who made Yan Fugui the stingiest person in the courtyard?

With He Yuzhu as the leader, everyone else in the courtyard followed suit and donated 30 cents. Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his face turned red. Yi Zhonghai fainted from anger, and Xu Damao and He Yuzhu were naturally happy. The two had been angered by Yi Zhonghai a lot. He Yuzhu looked at Yi Zhonghai and said, "Oh, the old man is really a good person. Seeing that the people in our courtyard respect the elderly and love the young so much, he fainted from happiness."

Everyone in the courtyard burst into laughter. Xu Damao grinned, raised his thumb and said, "He Yuzhu, I, Xu Damao, admire you without even having to lean on the wall. You're really great." Bai Xiuying saw her man fainted, and tried hard to pinch Yi Zhonghai's philtrum, looking at He Yuzhu with an angry face.