Siheyuan: I am the Smart Pillar

After the coffin-selling young man and his companions left, Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "While everyone in the courtyard is here, I think we should hold a meeting for all the people in the courtyard. Everything in the courtyard is gone now, and as neighbors, we should help with Dongxu's funeral. Each household must send one person, and we must hold a donation meeting."

Some people in the courtyard were unhappy. The Jia family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law went to the steel mill to cause trouble today, and some people in the courtyard knew about it. It seems that the Jia family is rich, so why should they provide help? There are many people in the courtyard with poor family conditions, and the relationship between the Jia family and their family is not very good, so why should they help the old Jia family for nothing!

Someone in the courtyard said in a pinched voice, "Hey, uncle, hasn't the steel mill paid the compensation? Jia Dongxu is dead, we can help! But this donation is a bit inappropriate, after all, most of the people in our courtyard live in very poor conditions."

He Yuzhu chuckled. It was obvious that the person who was secretly doing this was Xu Damao. Yi Zhonghai's face darkened, and Jia Zhang, who was standing next to him, said without hesitation, "Bullshit, Dongxu's pension is my old lady's retirement money, and it is the guarantee of my future retirement. It cannot be touched."

When some people in the courtyard heard this, they became unhappy. What do you mean your son's pension is your retirement money? Then what about the money we have in our hands? Blacksmith Sun frowned and said, "Auntie, we don't like what you said. Do we deserve to donate money to your family? Most of the people in our courtyard live a tight life."

The neighbors in the courtyard nodded one after another. They were really reluctant to donate. Some smart people even thought that if there was a first time, there would naturally be a second and third time. If they really got used to donating, it would be a burden for them.

He Yuzhu frowned, thought for a moment and then said, "Neighbors in the courtyard, listen to me. No matter what Dongxu did when he was alive, he is still our neighbor. If we really don't donate a penny, and this matter spreads out, the neighbors in other courtyards will look down on us."

"When the time comes, the young ladies and boys in our courtyard will naturally be greatly affected in finding a partner. I also understand what everyone is worried about. Uncle, since you think we should donate, we will of course donate. But as the old saying goes, it is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish."

Liu Haizhong scratched his head and said to Yan Fugui next to him, "Hey, what does Old Yan mean by this? It seems to make sense." Yan Fugui pushed his glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile, "Of course this sentence makes sense. It means that it is better to teach people how to fish than to help them with fish every time."

"The meaning of putting it here is that instead of donating money to the Jia family, we might as well give them a way to support themselves. I didn't expect that this silly Zhuzi actually likes reading books recently. It's really a cause for celebration."

Liu Haizhong nodded as if he had realized something. He Yuzhu, who usually looked silly, didn't expect that he could say such a thing. If he could say such a thing, the neighbors in the courtyard would definitely look up to him. After thinking about it, he felt that he also needed to learn some culture. How could a factory leader be so ignorant?

He Yuzhu narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "I think Brother Dongxu is gone, but he left behind a job. If my sister-in-law or aunt inherits that job, their family won't have to worry about their lives anymore. As for today's donation, I think everyone is giving Brother Dongxu a gift. What do you think?"

The people in the courtyard looked at each other and agreed with what He Yuzhu said. After all, the neighbor who had lived together for many years was gone all of a sudden, and it would definitely not work without showing some money. He Yuzhu looked at the courtyard and saw that no one objected, and he was so happy in his heart.

But He Yuzhu was happy, but Yi Zhonghai was not. His face was so ugly. He had originally thought that by organizing this donation, he could let the people in the courtyard and even the street office see his ability. He wanted to take the opportunity to enhance his prestige, but he didn't expect that the donation was successful, but the initiator turned out to be He Yuzhu. He was so depressed.

He Yuzhu winked at Xu Damao, and the two of them took out five yuan at the same time. He Yuzhu smiled and said, "We two brothers will donate five yuan each, and everyone can donate according to their ability. After all, Dongxu grew up with us, and was also raised by some elders in the courtyard. It doesn't matter whether it's a lot or a little, it's the same thing, everyone, is it right?"

The neighbors in the courtyard nodded, thinking that what the silly boy said was right. Even cats and dogs have feelings after a long time, let alone a living person. The neighbors in the courtyard began to donate, you give one dollar and I give 5 cents, and slowly the amount increased.

Yi Zhonghai also took out ten yuan, and Liu Haizhong took out ten yuan soon after. Yan Fugui stingily took out fifty cents, and was directly scolded by the furious Jia Zhang. A teacher who teaches and educates people would never scold a shrew. Yan Fugui scolded her back home, and Yang Ruihua and Jia Zhang started to scold each other.

He cursed more and more excitedly, but was finally quieted down by the old lady Long who came over with a cane. The men in charge of each household in the courtyard gathered together to discuss the matter. Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Dongxu's son is still young, and it is impossible for him to take care of his father's funeral. We, as neighbors, still have to help."

The men in charge of the courtyard nodded one after another. Even if Yi Zhonghai didn't say anything about this matter, the neighbors would naturally come to help. Yi Zhonghai rubbed his nose and said, "Old Liu, let your two sons notify Xu Erni's family and the Jia family."

Liu Haizhong nodded, and naturally did not raise any objections. Yi Zhonghai frowned and asked Jia Zhangshi beside him, "Sister-in-law, do you have any other relatives? The relatives on the Jia side and yours must be notified."

Jia Zhang's face turned red. He had already offended all of her family members. Her family members would definitely not want to come. As for the people from the old Jia family, they hadn't been back to Jiajia Village for so many years, so perhaps few of them would come.