Siheyuan: After I moved in, the compound became a mess

Wang Dabao sneered in his heart, Yi Zhonghai is really hypocritical!

On the surface, they are united and friendly, but secretly they treat these people as fools and fool them.

The impassioned speech just now was only to mobilize the residents' sympathy for the Jia family and to pave the way for subsequent donations.

Now he is colluding with Sha Zhu to defraud donations, and his behavior is punishable by death.

"Well, I'll say a few words too."

Liu Haizhong crossed his legs, resting his right arm on the table, and holding a teacup in his left hand, with the demeanor of a powerful leader. "As for me, I have been a neighbor of Lao Jia for many years. Lao Jia passed away early, and it was not easy for Jia's sister-in-law and Dongxu. Over the years, I have also taken care of the Jia family."

"Now that Dongxu has suffered a tragic disaster, I have to lend a hand no matter how difficult it is. If it's not enough, I'll give you ten dollars!"

Liu Haizhong was also shocked by Yi Zhonghai's generosity.

Based on his understanding of Yi Zhonghai and his previous experience of donating to the Jia family, Yi Zhonghai should donate ten yuan this time.

Liu Haizhong didn't want to compete with Yi Zhonghai when it came to donations, so when the time came, he could just donate five dollars in the name of being the second uncle.

But who knew that Yi Zhonghai would not even negotiate and just give twenty right away.

And there's that idiot Shazhu. Why are you grabbing Yi Zhonghai's donation and it's not your turn yet? You don't take your uncle seriously at all!

It was fine that he was humiliated by Wang Dabao before the meeting, but at the meeting he was outdone by Sha Zhu?

After all, Sha Zhu is a junior. If he takes out five dollars, it would be a joke. Liu Haizhong can't afford to lose face.

Hearing that Liu Haizhong donated ten yuan, Jia Zhang's mouth curled up, and even AK could not suppress it.

Jia Zhang shook off the fat on her body and sighed inwardly that Yi Zhonghai still had a solution. If she continued like this, it would not be a problem to donate seventy or eighty yuan. Not only could it be used to treat her son's illness, but she would also have no problem eating meat for several months.

Wang Dabao had been keeping an eye on Jia Zhangshi, and seeing her unable to suppress her excitement, he immediately opened his mouth and asked in confusion.

"Hey, Jia Zhang, your son's toes are almost falling off, how can you still laugh?"

"Please... Stop talking nonsense. Which eye of yours saw me smile?"

Jia Zhang almost blurted out "bullshit", but luckily she pulled it back at the last moment. Wang Dabao's influence was still there, and the shadow of the last beating had not yet disappeared. Jia Zhang was really afraid that Wang Dabao would turn against her and slap her twice on the spot.

After all, this master is the one who would slap Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong if they disagreed with him.

"That's really a coincidence, I saw it with both eyes." Wang Dabao grinned.

"You must have seen it wrong. I advise you to go to the hospital to check your eyes."

After saying that, Jia Zhang no longer paid any attention to Wang Dabao and focused all her attention on the amount of the donation.

Advise me to go to the hospital to check my eyes?

You, Jia Zhang, are quite considerate!

I must repay your Jia family later.

The second uncle in the compound, Liu Haizhong, has finished donating, and the next one is the third uncle, Yan Bugui.

Wang Dabao almost burst out laughing when he saw Yan Bugui's constipated face. This world is really bad. You ask a person who is good at making pennies into eight petals to donate money. Isn't this really difficult for him?

"Everyone knows how difficult life is for my family. I basically support the whole family by myself. Now my youngest son has to go to the hospital every now and then. I really have no money on hand, but I, Yan Bugui, will never hesitate when it comes to what needs to be done."

Gritting his teeth, Yan Bugui continued: "I will donate to the Jia family...donate..."

Yan Bugui cursed Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong in his heart for being dishonest, especially Sha Zhu, who had a hole in his brain.

“I’ll donate five dollars.”

Before Yan Bugui could finish, he was interrupted by the deaf old lady, "Although I don't have much savings and can't earn money, I really can't bear the situation of the Jia family. I have to bite the bullet and squeeze out these five dollars to treat Jia Dongxu's illness."

Yan Bugui glared at him, his lips trembling, and he almost blurted out a curse word.

In the words of later netizens, the deaf old lady's behavior was just like acting like Yan Bugui!

Look, I, an old lady who has no ability to work and lives on the minimum living allowance, can donate five dollars. You young and middle-aged people can never be compared to me.

Now, both Yan Bugui and the other residents of the compound looked unhappy.

Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-level worker, earns 99 yuan a month, so he can donate 20 yuan. But as for you, an old lady with dirt buried up to your forehead, why are you joining in the fun? You are now putting everyone under fire.

Everyone's eyes fell back on the stunned Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui almost bit his lips, and cursed in his heart that this old man was really a piece of shit, who was trying to deceive him at the critical moment.

"I'm really in trouble, so I'll just donate... just one dollar!"

When they heard that Yan Bugui only donated one dollar, the residents of the compound all breathed a sigh of relief.

Finally, there is a signpost. If you, as a third-rate uncle, only donate one dollar, then everyone naturally has a reason not to exceed him. Eighty, fifty, or twenty cents are also acceptable.

Although no one is willing to take money out of their pockets, compared with five or ten yuan, fifty cents is not a big deal.

Everyone's eyes on Yan Bugui changed. He is a good man!

Wang Dabao had long guessed that Yan Bugui's donation would never exceed one dollar, and his character was evident, he would try his best to take advantage and would rather die than suffer any loss.

Just this one dollar was enough to make Yan Bugui feel distressed for three nights.

Seeing that Yan Bugui only donated one dollar, Jia Zhang's fat face immediately turned gloomy. If Qin Huairu hadn't held her back, she would have jumped out and pointed at Yan Bugui's nose and started scolding him.

Xu Damao followed suit and donated one piece as well.

When he walked back to his seat, he was severely looked down upon by Sha Zhu.

Xu Damao’s reply to Shazhu was just one colloquial word - idiot!

The residents came forward to donate money one after another. But as they said, the old man only donated one dollar, so how could they possibly exceed that?

Two cents, three cents, fifty cents, sixty cents, not a single one donated more than one dollar. Eighty percent were below fifty cents, and some people even donated ten cents.

Jia Zhang's old face almost drooped to the ground.

Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong and others have been observing Wang Dabao. Everyone stood up to donate money, but he was the only one sitting still, not moving at all.

"Wang Dabao." Yi Zhonghai's gaze passed through Sha Zhu in the front row and fell on Wang Dabao.

"Well, what happened?"

Wang Dabao and Yi Zhonghai looked at each other, their eyes full of confusion, as if they had no idea why the other party was calling them.

Yi Zhonghai frowned slightly. This kid came with bad intentions and would be difficult to deal with!

"It's like this, you may not have heard clearly what I just said, Jia Dongxu was injured..."

"Oh, I heard it clearly."

Before Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, Wang Dabao answered, "But what does Jia Dongxu's injury have to do with me, Wang Dabao?"

"The Jia family lives in poverty and has always been the target of assistance from the compound..." Yi Zhonghai kept chattering. He knew that Wang Dabao had inherited a lot of inheritance from Wang Zhen, otherwise where would he get the money to repair the house and make furniture.

Adding to the grudges of the past few days, it would be too easy for him if he didn't bleed a little.

"Old Yi, I don't like what you said. What do you mean by always being the target of support from the compound? If you say so, does Bang Geng have to have everyone pay for him to get married?"

Wang Dabao stood up.

"Every family has difficulties, and we should help each other, but we should also do what we can. My family is barely making ends meet, how can we donate? And you are a millionaire, and you are Jia Dongxu's master, and you are just a relative of Jia Dongxu, but you only donated 20 yuan. Isn't this disappointing to everyone?"

Yi Zhonghai's face changed, "Wang Dabao, what do you mean by this? How did I become a millionaire? I took the lead in doing good things, why did I disappoint everyone?"

"Aren't you a millionaire yet?"

Wang Dabao chuckled, "Yi Zhonghai, you have been an eighth-level fitter for many years, you know it well. You and your wife have no children, no illnesses, and no disasters. If you spend 15 yuan a month, you can still save 84 yuan."

"You can save a thousand yuan in this year. You have been working for so many years. Even if your salary was lower before, you can't find anyone in the compound who can compete with your monthly salary."

"If you look at it this way, you alone can equal two or three millionaires."

Wang Dabao looked around at everyone and said, "Do you think Yi Zhonghai's donation of 20 yuan is too much? I would say that even 500 yuan is not too much."