An old lady was holding a pound of pork she bought yesterday in her left hand and a small cloth bag of flour in her right hand.

Slowly walked out of the house.

At this moment, her weathered face revealed a hint of helplessness and fatigue.

He casually took out another five dollars and said in a trembling voice:

"This is the pound of pork our family is going to save for the New Year, and the ten pounds of flour that Lao Yi promised you.

We really have no money left, and we have no meat coupons left either.

Look at these five dollars. If the neighbors in the yard are willing, they can share some pork with you.

If you don’t like it, there’s nothing we can do.”

When Jia Zhang heard that there was meat, her eyes immediately lit up and she stared greedily at the pork and flour in Yi Zhonghai's hands.

She rushed forward and tried to snatch it away, but Yi Zhonghai was quick to stop her.

Jia Zhang was very unhappy when she was stopped by Yi Zhonghai, but she still refused to give up and continued to curse.

Yi Zhonghai sighed helplessly, turned to Yan Bugui and said:

"Old Yan, you take these things. As for the pork, see if you can get the neighbors to share it equally.

If there is more pork, the dumplings can have more meat filling. If there is really no pork, just use this little bit of meat to add flavor to the dumplings.”

Yan Bugui looked at the scene in front of him, and a complex emotion surged in his heart.

He knew that Yi Zhonghai's family had indeed done their best, so he nodded to show his understanding.

However, he still had a smile on his face as he walked forward and took the meat ticket and money from Yi Zhonghai's hand.

Then he began knocking on doors one by one.

Ask the people in the yard if they have any extra pork to make dumplings.

Yan Bugui calculated that five yuan would buy him four pounds of meat, which meant that one ounce of meat would only cost him 12.5 cents.

Originally, dumplings were meant to be shared by everyone, so it wasn’t a loss to exchange some pork for money.

Moreover, they could get more money than the price of the meat, so many neighbors were tempted and took out some pork.

After all, not only will you not lose money by doing this, but you can also eat delicious dumplings, so why not do it?

So, you offered one tael, I offered two taels, and everyone came to Yan Bugui to exchange for cash.

Of course, they were only willing to give the lean meat to Yan Bugui, and keep the fat meat for themselves.

At this point, Yan Bugui could no longer be picky about the fat or lean meat, as long as he could get enough pork to make dumplings tonight.

After some effort, all the meat was finally collected.

However, when Yan Bugui did the math, he was shocked.

What made him depressed was that he actually got four and a half pounds of pork!

He couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow!" You know, the original price of pork in the market was 90 cents per pound.

But now, when I buy from my neighbors, I have to pay 1.25 yuan per pound.

This made him very sad. Although he didn't need any money, he still felt like he was losing out.

The extra half pound of meat made him feel distressed because it meant he had to pay an extra 62.5 cents.

He felt a sharp pain in his heart, as if someone had cut him with a knife and it was extremely uncomfortable.

At this moment, he was selecting the fat and lean parts of the meat, but his neighbors were not happy with this.

They all accused Yan Bugui, thinking he was too stingy.

In the end, Yan Bugui had to pick up two pieces of meat that were neither fat nor lean.

Fortunately, after weighing, he found that there was two grams of meat extra, which made him feel a little relieved.

Finally, I had enough pork.

The aunties and grandmas in the courtyard began to prepare and bake dumplings, but a new problem arose:

There is simply not enough white flour to make so many dumplings.

In the courtyard, there are very few families who buy pure white flour on a regular basis.

What’s more, we are now giving away white flour for free to everyone, without any reward.

So no one was willing to take out their own flour.

He Yushui witnessed all this and his heart was filled with pity.

Therefore, she did not discuss it with He Yuzhu or He Daqing in advance.

He walked straight to the rice jar and took out a bag of flour.

As soon as he went out, he handed it to Yan Bugui.

"Uncle, don't worry. I still have a bag of flour at home. Let's just pay for it this time."

She said with a kind smile on her face.

When Yan Bugui saw a bag of flour, his eyes suddenly lit up and his mouth stretched into a satisfied smile.

Then, he immediately said to He Yushui: "Yushui, you are such a good comrade!

Look, haven't you done us all a big favor?

Your spirit of unity among neighbors and selfless dedication is worthy of learning for each of us! "

After saying this, he did not forget to say to the people around him:

"Look at Yu Shui, what a good child she is! We should learn from her in the future."

After hearing what Yan Bugui said, the neighbors in the yard also echoed him.

Give a thumbs up to He Yushui and praise her kindness and generosity.

He Yushui was surrounded by everyone's praise, and her heart was filled with joy and pride.

She felt she had done something truly remarkable.

Not only did he help others, but he also won everyone's respect and praise.

So, she returned home with a heart full of joy and feeling a little dizzy.

As soon as he entered the house, He Yushui saw He Daqing sitting on a bench with a stern face, looking serious.

She was stunned at first and felt a little confused, but she quickly regained her composure.

He said disapprovingly: "Dad, it's just a bag of flour, it's only right for me to give it to everyone.

After all, your brother has a high salary now, so this is nothing to us.

When He Daqing heard his daughter's words, he couldn't help but shake his head, thinking that his silly son was right.

This daughter is so naive, so innocent that it makes people worry.

She had no idea how evil people are, let alone how to protect her own interests.

At this moment, He Yuzhu came out of the room. He looked at his sister and said jokingly:

"Oh, Yushui, you are so generous! You took out such a big bag of flour just as I said."

After hearing what his brother said, He Yushui showed a smug smile on his face.

She felt that she had done something very meaningful, although her brother might be a little unhappy.

He Yushui looked at her brother with some displeasure, her heart full of confusion and dissatisfaction.

She really couldn't understand why her brother had become so cold and heartless.

In the past, whenever the Yi and Jia families celebrated the New Year together, my brother was always very enthusiastic.

I even can't wait to contribute everything in my house.

He enjoyed this lively atmosphere so much that he wanted to empty the whole house.

But now, my brother has suddenly become so strange that it is incomprehensible.

"Brother, isn't it just a bag of flour? Just go buy some more tomorrow."

He Yushui tried to ease the atmosphere, but she didn't realize what she did wrong.

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