Comfortable life in Siheyuan

Qin Huairu, who was sitting next to Jia Zhang, had a sad face and tearful eyes. Her grief-stricken appearance moved everyone. The three children around her were tightly surrounding her, listless and dejected, as if their souls had been taken away, just mechanically leaning on their mother.

The other people in the courtyard, watching Jia Zhang's "wonderful" performance, were surprisingly calm. They had blank expressions on their faces, and even a hint of teasing in their eyes that was difficult to conceal.

Some people raised their mouth corners slightly, as if they wanted to laugh out loud; others suppressed their laughter and turned their heads away, pretending to look away. However, although they secretly found it funny, these neighbors did not expose Jia Zhang in person. After all, this was not the first time such a thing had happened.

Everyone has long been accustomed to her tricks and understands that it is best not to provoke this difficult old woman easily.

"Okay, the Jia family is considered a poor family now, do you all agree?" The third uncle Yan Bugui was a little anxious at this time and spoke quickly.

After hearing what the third uncle said, everyone in the crowd looked at each other, and no one stepped forward. Obviously, they didn't want to provoke this family.

"Okay, the Jia family has been settled. Are there any other people having difficulties?" Liu Haizhong stood up and asked.

The second uncle agreed to donate money, actually he also wanted to improve his prestige in the hospital. In his opinion, I spent money to help everyone, everyone would be grateful to him no matter what.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally shook their heads to indicate that there were no other needy families. Liu Haizhong thought to himself: This donation activity was really smooth sailing. It not only helped the Jia family, but also improved his own prestige. It was really killing two birds with one stone.

Seeing this, Liu Qingshan could no longer hold back and said loudly, "Since the Jia family is a poor family, I think Aunt Li's family in the backyard and Uncle Wang's family in the front yard are also living in hardship. No matter how you look at it, their conditions are much more difficult than the Jia family. Think about it carefully, isn't this the truth?"

"Liu Qingshan just raised a different opinion. Let's all tell us whether you agree to classify Aunt Li's family in the backyard and Uncle Wang's family in the front yard as needy families?" Liu Hai asked everyone.

Aunt Li and Uncle Wang cast grateful glances at Liu Qingshan, and everyone in the yard started chatting.

Qin Huairu is the only one working in the Jia family now, supporting a family of five. Her monthly salary is 27.5 yuan, which means there is still plenty of money at 5 yuan per person. No matter how you look at it, her family is not in financial difficulty.

Everyone would do the math, but maybe no one thinks about it, or maybe even if they do think about it, they don’t want to offend anyone.

At this time, Xu Damao stood up and said in a strange voice: "That's right, I think my family is more difficult than the Jia family. I work alone to support a family of four. My wife and children do not have rations, and I have to buy expensive grain every month. It is much more difficult than his family." After saying that, he looked at Qin Huairu provocatively.

Qin Huairu felt very upset after hearing this. She knew Xu Damao was mocking her, but she couldn't defend herself at this time.

Yi Zhonghai looked at the noisy crowd and felt a little annoyed. These two idiots were really unreliable when it came to doing things, and in the end I had to clean up their messes. I really shouldn't have gotten involved in this mess with them.

"Everyone, please be quiet. No problem will be solved if we continue arguing like this. Let's vote by raising our hands and make a decision together," Yi Zhonghai said loudly.

Upon hearing this, everyone immediately quieted down, staring at the old man, waiting for his next words.

"You just agreed to the Jia family. Next, we will vote on Uncle Wang's family in the front yard. Those who agree that his family is considered a poor family, please raise your hands..." Yi Zhonghai presided over the meeting in an orderly manner. After a while, both families passed the vote smoothly.

At this time, Liu Haizhong suddenly stood up and said, "Xu Damao, does your family want to sign up as well? Do we all need to vote?" Before he finished speaking, everyone in the yard burst into laughter.

"Xu Damao, see how much I should donate to you. I have some corn flour at home. I'm not stingy, I'll donate it all to you." Sha Zhu laughed and shouted.

"Go away. How can I ask for your charity? Just take care of yourself. Your brother Damao is a projectionist, one of the eight major employees. How can his conditions be bad? I was just joking with Qin Huairu." Xu Damao blushed and said with his neck stiff.

The crowd burst into laughter again.

Yi Zhonghai coughed lightly, signaling everyone to be quiet. "Now that we have identified the needy families, let's prepare to start donating."

The third uncle was a little absent-minded. He had been thinking about classifying his family as a poor family, but every time he tried to speak up, Yi Zhonghai stopped him. He felt depressed.

"Old Yan, where is your donation box?" Liu Haizhong called out to Yan Bugui who seemed a little out of sorts.

"Here it is, here it is." The third uncle seemed to have just woken up from a dream and took out a cash box from under the table.

"Uncle, we don't have any money. The Chinese New Year has just passed and we are really short of money at home! How can we donate it?" Cui Dake said loudly from the back of the crowd.

The people around him echoed, "That's right, that's right. The New Year has just passed and there are no expenses yet. Where does the money come from?"

Yi Zhonghai thought for a moment and said, "If you are short of money, you can donate some food or daily necessities. We are all from the same courtyard, so we should help if we can."

"Gentlemen, I don't think this is appropriate. Our lives are already tight. Do you want us to tighten our belts and save money to donate? This is really inappropriate." Sha Zhu suddenly stood up and said.

"Then what do you think we should do? Do you have any idea?" Yi Zhonghai said to Sha Zhu.

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Sha Zhu fell silent again.

"Qingshan, you are a college student and you have a sharp mind. Do you have any good ideas?" Yi Zhonghai was really helpless and had to push Liu Qingshan out.

Upon hearing this, Liu Qingshan slowly stood up.

"This is an easy problem to solve. Since many people are unable to donate money to help these needy families, we can select a few who are able to. Haven't we already selected three needy families?

Then we can pick three more families and implement one-to-one assistance. What do you think? Our family is one of them. Our family conditions are good. I volunteer to help Aunt Li's family. Our two families will be mutual assistance families in the future. "Liu Qingshan said with a smile.

After hearing what Liu Qingshan said, everyone applauded and praised this idea.

Jia Zhang in the front row stared at Liu Qingshan with resentment, a look that made people's scalps tingle.

After listening to Liu Qingshan's words, Yi Zhonghai understood after a little thought. This method is indeed very clever. While helping families in need, it will not create a burden for families with ordinary conditions.

Yi Zhonghai nodded with some relief, and when he looked up, he saw the look in Jia Zhang's eyes as she was staring at Liu Qingshan, and his mind instantly started to shiver.

"I am also considered one of the households. Old Wang from the front yard and I are old brothers. I will help his family." Yi Zhonghai spoke quickly, as if he was afraid that if he spoke too slowly, the Wang family would be snatched away by someone else.

When these words were spoken, everyone was stunned.