Siheyuan: Reborn in 59 years of famine, with a wife and daughter

It seemed that this whole institute meeting was organized by three uncles together, but in fact, it was completely organized by Yi Zhonghai alone.

The second uncle Liu Haizhong and the third uncle Yan Bugui were not willing at all.

But there was no way out. Yi Zhonghai's prestige and power in the compound and the factory were so high that they had to obey.

Although Yi Zhonghai is not yet an eighth-level fitter, he is only a seventh-level fitter.

But even as a seventh-level fitter, his prestige in the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill cannot be underestimated.

Not to mention the workshop director, even the department-level leaders in the department would be polite when meeting Yi Zhonghai.

After hearing Yi Zhonghai say this and glancing at him, Liu Haizhong hesitated for a moment and finally took out eight dollars.

"In order to support Lao Yi's wise and righteous behavior, and also uphold the spirit of fraternity at the regiment level of the compound, I, Liu Haizhong, will donate eight yuan."

Liu Haizhong was smiling on the surface, but he was cursing in his heart.

Yi Zhonghai clearly put him in a difficult position.

He donated ten yuan at once. He had to donate more, otherwise people in the compound would definitely laugh at him. And afterwards, Yi Zhonghai would also say that they did not support the work of Yi Zhonghai's organization.

but.

His own family had a hard time too. Although they were not starving, they still lived a tight life.

Although Liu Haizhong is now a sixth-level blacksmith and earns more than 70 yuan a month, he still has a large family to support.

Second Aunt is unemployed, her three sons are still in school, and she has to support elderly people in the countryside, so the burden is heavy.

Taking out these eight dollars was even more painful than being stabbed twice, but I had to take it.

Yi Zhonghai smiled and was very satisfied with Liu Haizhong's performance.

Yi Zhonghai looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Old Yan, what about you?"

As for Yan Bugui, let alone, the current salary of a teacher is not even as much as that of Liu Haizhong, a sixth-level blacksmith.

Yan Bugui only earns more than 40 yuan a month. The third aunt does not have a formal job and usually does odd jobs. She has four children to raise.

Yan Bugui thought about it in his mind, made up his mind, and took out two dollars, just as a loan to get rid of the disaster. It was better than offending Yi Zhonghai.

Yan Bugui said with a heartache, "As the third uncle in the compound, I certainly can't fall behind. I donated three yuan. As you all know, my salary is not high, and there are five or six mouths to feed at home. I am stretched to the limit and my rice jar is empty."

However, at this time, Sha Zhu jumped out and said, "Uncle San, you are a teacher, Uncle Er has donated eight yuan, but you only donated three yuan, which is unreasonable.

Besides, a few days ago, I heard you say that you were saving money for Yan Jiecheng to get married."

Sha Zhu is a natural born bootlicker. As long as it is about Qin Huairu, he is very enthusiastic and is always the first to rush forward.

He is even more enthusiastic than Jia Dongxu, and he is afraid that he will not get the opportunity to perform.

If he, Qin Huairu and Jia Dongxu walked together, people who didn't know him would really think he was Qin Huairu's man.

But this guy has never even touched Qin Huairu's hand.

However, it is true that what you can't get will always make you restless.

Facing Sha Zhu's words, coupled with Yi Zhonghai looking at him slightly, his eyes showed majesty.

Yan Bugui knew that if he didn't add a little more money, it would be difficult to pass this hurdle.

Yan Bugui gritted his teeth, took out another two dollars, and said, "Then I'll add two more dollars, so I'll donate five dollars. I'm being righteous, right? I can't give more. If I give more, I really won't be able to take it out."

In fact, in addition to teaching at school, Yan Bugui also writes some calligraphy and paintings to sell in his spare time. This donation is of no use to him.

But every penny Yan Bugui gave to his children was like asking for his life.

In Lin Qiye's opinion, it would be very difficult for Yan Laoxi to donate five dollars.

However, Lin Qiye knew that Yan Laoxi was a man who could calculate the money. He knew that it was more cost-effective to spend the five dollars rather than offend Yi Zhonghai.

Seeing Yan Bugui take out two yuan again, Yi Zhonghai did not embarrass Yan Bugui anymore. Instead, he looked at Sha Zhu and said with a smile: "Zhu Zi, you are a role model for the younger generation. You should also set an example and lead the way for everyone."

Yi Zhonghai knew very well that Sha Zhu had some feelings for Qin Huairu and would definitely support her wholeheartedly. Now that Sha Zhu had set the precedent, other young people would feel embarrassed to hold on to their wallets.

After being praised by Yi Zhonghai, Sha Zhu instantly became flattered. He felt in his pocket and took out eight yuan, then looked at Qin Huairu.

Seeing Qin Huairu smiling at him and giving him an encouraging look, Sha Zhu's head instantly became filled with blood. He took out the only two dollars he had left, ten dollars in total, and put them in the box on the table.

He didn't care whether he and He Yushui would go hungry in the second half of the month.

"Then I, He Yuzhu, will start the conversation for the young people and set an example. I will donate ten yuan. Xu Damao, Liu Guangqi, and Yan Jiecheng, please don't let us young people down and embarrass us."

This guy has no manner of speaking, and he doesn't care about showing off, and he doesn't forget to offend several of his peers in the compound.

No wonder Xu Damao has been making trouble for him all his life, making it impossible for him to find a wife.

After saying this, Sha Zhu still looked smug and self-satisfied.

In addition, the deaf old lady smiled with her eyes and said, "Oh, my eldest grandson is so outstanding and so loving. He is a good role model for young people."

It even made Sha Zhu instantly disheveled in the wind.

Sha Zhu looked directly at Xu Damao and said, "Xu Damao, don't you support Sister Qin?"

Xu Damao rolled his eyes at Sha Zhu and thought, you like to be a bootlicker, I won't keep you company, I'm going to take out ten yuan at a time, that money is like a flood, with that much money I can go to the alley and find two girls with better figures than Qin Huairu.

After despising Sha Zhu in his heart, Xu Damao took out a dollar from his pocket and slowly walked forward to put it into the box.

"You are just a projectionist, and you only donated one yuan. How can you be so ashamed, Mr. Xu?"

As he spoke, Sha Zhu stepped forward and searched Xu Damao's body.

Xu Damao had been prepared for Sha Zhu's move and stuffed all the money under his feet.

I thought to myself, "Luckily, I, Xu Damao, am wise, or else I would have been beaten to a pulp by a fool like you."

After searching for a long time without any results, Sha Zhu glanced at Xu Damao and said, "When did you become so poor? Don't you like to show off that you are rich?"

"It's gone, it's gone. My wife and I were trying to get pregnant during this period, so we bought a lot of supplements and spent them all."

Xu Damao said with a harmless look on his face.

And Sha Zhu looked at Xu Damao questioningly and said, "It can't all be on Lou Xiaoe."

But Sha Zhu thought about it and felt that it was unlikely. Xu Damao had enough money, except for the basic living expenses of buying vegetables and rice, to give any extra money to Lou Xiao'e.

Sure enough, Lou Xiao'e searched her pockets and found not a penny.

Only then did Sha Zhu let Xu Damao go and turned his attention to Yan Jiecheng.

Yan Jiecheng held his trouser pocket with his right hand. He had three dollars in his pocket. Looking at Sha Zhu's eyes, he felt something was not right.

Yan Jiecheng said: "My family, my father has donated five yuan..."

At this time, Sha Zhu flashed and came to Yan Jiecheng's side, and reached into Yan Jiecheng's pocket.

Knowing that Yan explained this action, he must have money in his pocket.

"Your father is your father, and you are you. You are all adults now, why don't you donate a little?"

This scene simply made Lin Qiye sick and completely overturned the three views of Lin Qiye, a person from later generations.

This is not a donation, it's simply robbery.

Yi Zhonghai watched from the side without saying a word, obviously approving of Sha Zhu's actions.

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