"Qin Huairu, what are you going to do?" Jia Zhangshi saw that Qin Huairu was about to leave.

"I'll go to the old lady first to ask, borrow some money and go to the hospital, the stick is dying soon." Qin Huairu said.

The condition of the stick is a little bit bad, and there is a cold sweat on his forehead.

"Then hurry up." Jia Zhang reprimanded.

Qin Huairu hurriedly ran to the house of the deaf old lady opposite.

Knocked on the door.

The deaf old lady opened the door.

Looking at Qin Huairu standing outside the door.

"Qin Huairu!?"

"Old lady, see if you can lend me some money. This kid is injured, and it will be too late if he doesn't send him to the hospital." Qin Huairu begged for help.

The old lady glanced at the stick with her bright eyes, shook her head and said, "There are a lot of rich people in this courtyard. Why do you borrow money from me, a lonely person? You should find someone else."

In fact, the old lady has money, but she just doesn't want to lend it to Qin Huairu.

This silly Zhu and Qin Huairu are unclear, Qin Huairu is sucking the blood of silly Zhu.

She has always disliked Qin Huairu, so how could she be willing to lend Qin Huairu money.

"Old lady, I really can't help it." Qin Huairu said aggrievedly.

However, the old lady had a dark face.

Snapped!
Close the door.

Directly ate a closed door.

Liu Ye stared at Mrs. Jia Zhang at home.

Qin Huairu went to borrow money from the deaf old lady, it's no wonder she could borrow money.

The deaf old lady said she was deaf, she was deaf, she was just pretending to be crazy.

Seeing clearly in the courtyard, his heart is like a mirror, a proper old fox.

How can Qin Huairu's tricks hide her eyes.

There is no way to make the old fox take money.

Just as Liu Ye expected.

After a while, Qin Huairu came back, looked at her mother-in-law and said, "The old lady has no money."

"No money, alas, if you don't believe this old man, he doesn't have any pension money, what's wrong with saving my family." Jia Zhang scolded.

She hid pension money herself, so she naturally thought that the old guy hid pension money too.

I don't want to take it out at this time, just to watch him suffer.

As for her own, the coffin cannot move.

Qin Huairu smiled wryly in his heart, it would be great if only Sha Zhu was there.

Instead of looking at Liu Ye, he looked at Liu Haizhong.

"Master, at this moment, is it okay to organize a donation from the whole hospital?" Qin Huairu said.

When Jia Zhang heard this, his eyes lit up.

"That's right! Grandpa! In our Jia family's situation, we should organize a donation from the whole courtyard, and the people in the courtyard should donate money to us."

"This" is a bit embarrassing in bangs.

Glancing at Yan Bugui, he knew that he would not be able to advance the money to find sticks, and he still had two children in his family who had to be supported by him.

Likewise, he was unwilling to pay in advance.

This donation from the whole hospital is indeed a solution, so I nodded and said: "That's fine, I will listen to you and let everyone donate to you!"

Now, everyone in the courtyard is here.

Three circles inside and three circles outside surrounded the front yard.

On the Eight Immortals table, there were only two people sitting, namely Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.

Liu Haizhong himself sat directly above the Eight Immortals table.

Yan Bugui watched everyone speak first.

"Everyone is on vacation today. As for Jia Zhang's grandson, you all know about the fried crotch. My uncle and I are discussing that everyone should donate some money for his treatment."

In fact, the front is at Liu Ye's house, and only he, Yan Bugui and Liu Haizhong are there.

Neither of them wanted to advance money to Qin Huairu.

I don't know if I can get this pad back, or if I can't get it back.

Liu Ye was among them.

The two people in front agreed to donate to Mrs. Jia and Zhang, and Liu Ye already knew about the little things in his heart.

"I don't donate! You should know what happened just now. This old thing came to my house, kicked the door, and even acted violently. If you want to donate, donate."

After speaking, Liu Ye glanced at Jia Zhang again and said, "This old thing has a lot of private money hidden in it."

When Jia Zhang heard this, he became impatient.

"Who has hidden money from your private house? If you don't want to donate, don't talk nonsense. Our family has no money. It's not like everyone doesn't know. My grandson is like this. What's wrong with donating money to see a doctor? The stick is the only seedling in our family." ah!"

Liu Ye was the first to say no to donate.

Xu Damao also spoke, he didn't want Liu Ye to be complacent, Liu Ye bought a bicycle, he also bought one, now it's all right, he bought a TV.

In his heart, he felt that Liu Ye was competing with him.

"Liu Ye doesn't donate, and I don't donate either. Qin Huairu still owes me more than one yuan, and now you want me to donate money!?"

However, the eyes of the others showed this envy.

This is not the first time that the Jia family has asked people in the courtyard to donate money.

Everyone donated when her husband Lao Jia passed away, and donated when her son Jia Dongxu had an accident.

I have donated twice, everyone present has a family to support, it is okay to donate money to help the Jia family, but there must be something in return.

As soon as they entered Jia's house, they couldn't spit out, and they couldn't help them in the courtyard.

No one wants to donate this money.

They cast envious glances at Liu Ye and Xu Damao.

One has something to do with Qin Huairu, so the grievances lie there.

Everyone in the courtyard knows the situation.

Fortunately, Xu Damao directly said that the Jia family owed them money and would not donate.

Only they couldn't find a reason.

However, Yan Jiecheng stood up.

"Donate again. The Jia family has donated several times. Uncle Jia and Jia Dongxu have contributed their energy and money. Now the stick is going to come again. Does the courtyard want to take care of your grandparents and grandchildren? Three generations! I don’t want to donate.”

On the table of the Eight Immortals, Yan Bugui glanced at his boss and stood up to talk.

Satisfied nodded.

He is now the second uncle, and he is not easy to talk to.

Yan Jiecheng is considered good, he has donated twice, and this time he will donate again.

If he persuaded Yan Pugui not to donate, then the money would be saved.

He secretly sighed that he really deserved to be his own son.

"You don't donate, and we don't donate. The money is not brought by strong winds. Why should it be given to your Jia family!"

"Think of us as fools! Don't donate! Don't donate!"

"Let's not talk about Liu Ye, Jia Zhang is hiding money from his own house, how can he donate it!"

As soon as Yan Jiecheng spoke, everyone stopped doing it. Everyone could use this reason, so they simply used this to evade.

In the past, Yi Zhonghai was helping out with donations, but now Jia Zhang has offended him.

Sha Zhu was not there, and no one spoke for Jia Zhang at all.

"Do you still have a conscience! Just watched my grandson like this." Jia Zhang said tearfully.

"Grandpa, can you do it! Don't say a word, I have donated it before, it's not bad like this!"

Liu Haizhong frowned suddenly.

As the uncle, Liu Haizhong wanted to establish his own prestige, and now Liu Ye was against him.

And Yi Zhonghai can ask everyone to donate money every time.

But he was the only one who couldn't do it, so he suddenly became angry.

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