Siheyuan: Becoming a cadre after graduating from technical secondary school

On the second night after Jia Dongxu's accident, before the Lin family had finished dinner, Liu Guangtian came to the door and said that the three uncles wanted to organize a meeting for the whole courtyard and asked everyone to go to the open space in the backyard.

The Lin family father and son looked at each other, and Lin Shuming said hesitantly: "How about you not go?"

Lin Zongxuan understood what his father meant. In fact, for this kind of thing, only one person from each family would be enough, but he could only smile bitterly and shook his head.

He is the only young cadre in the hospital and has the potential to become a leader, so he still has to go.

After going through so many things, he has come to understand that in this era, people cannot go against the collective.

When you are still young, you have to at least save face, otherwise you will not even pass the political review every time you get promoted.

The Lin family father and son walked in front, and Lin's mother held her little daughter's hand. When they arrived at the backyard, most people had already arrived.

At the front, there are still three old men maintaining order, but today there are the Jia family's mother-in-law and daughter-in-law and Sha Zhuzi.

Lin Zongxuan always felt a toothache when he saw Sha Zhu's smug look. As expected, bootlickers are born to be bootlickers. No matter how the plot changes, Sha Zhu can't escape the fate of being a bootlicker.

Jia Zhang's eyes looked around, as if she was looking for someone she could trick more out of; Qin Huairu's eyes were red and swollen, as if she had just cried.

Seeing that most of the people in the courtyard had arrived, Yi Zhonghai clapped his hands, drawing everyone's attention to him, and said loudly: "Everyone has seen and understood what happened to the Jia family.

We are all neighbors living in the same yard. When our neighbors are in trouble, we should all help them.

Jia Dongxu is already in this state and will not be able to work to earn money to support the family. Qin Huairu is pregnant with a child, so it is unrealistic to ask her to work right away and take on the responsibility of supporting the family.

How about this, I suggest that everyone donate some money to help the Jia family get through this difficult time, everyone should have no objection, right?"

Yi Zhonghai's words were quite righteous. Who dares to say that he has never suffered? You help me and I help you. Even Lin Zongxuan was not prepared to refuse.

Seeing that no one had any objections, Yi Zhonghai nodded with satisfaction, and with some pain in his heart, he took out five green big unity notes from his pocket and slapped them on the table. Lang Sheng said, "I am the eldest uncle in the courtyard and Dongxu's master. I will pay half a month's salary. If the Jia family has difficulties in the future, I will help them if I can."

"Okay, Mr. Gaoyi, my salary is not high, but I can eat enough and not go hungry, so I will donate 20 yuan."

Sha Zhuzi clapped his hands excitedly. He remembered what Jia Dongxu said to him in the ward. He felt that he had a close relationship with the Jia family, so he also bought two ten-yuan tickets.

For him who was in a high position at that moment, he might have already forgotten about He Yushui and sent him to Java.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Sha Zhu, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated, but in the end he said nothing.

The first uncle and Sha Zhu were generous, but the rest of the people were dumbfounded, especially the two uncles.

The eldest uncle is an eighth-level worker and donated half of his salary of 99. The second uncle is a seventh-level worker and his salary is 87.5. Should he also donate to percent?

Yi Zhonghai looked at Liu Haizhong expressionlessly: "Old Liu, you have always been a role model in our hospital. You will become a cadre sooner or later. You should also take the lead to show the people in the hospital."

Liu Haizhong was put on the spot. Although he was very angry, he could only use the excuse that he had many children at home to take out 30 yuan.

As for Yan Bugui, his face turned black. He had donated his blood, and now he had to donate money too. It was more painful than killing him.

Finally, he reluctantly took out ten dollars.

After the three uncles had donated, the meeting suddenly became silent. The scale of the donation was so huge that everyone looked at each other and no one dared to step forward.

Yi Zhonghai sighed secretly. Although he was ready to give up Jia Dongxu, after all, the two of them had been more like father and son for so many years. So when Jia Zhang came to him, he immediately agreed.

He didn't want to set the tone so high, but if he only collected a little donation, it would be used up in a few days, and by then the Jia family would either pester him or Sha Zhu.

But Shazhu has no money! Won't we ask him for it later? It would be better to drag everyone in now.

He glanced around and saw Lin Zongxuan, who was holding his sister and yawning out of boredom, and he immediately had an idea.

"Zongxuan, you are the only cadre in the hospital and an outstanding youth representative of our hospital. You should set an example for the young people.

I still say that donating money is to do good deeds, and the intention is enough, the amount does not matter. "

Fuck! The fire is on my head!

You old Biden, are you trying to use moral blackmail here?

In an instant, countless eyes rushed to Lin Zongxuan, some curious, some teasing, some jealous...

There is also one who has a hint of hatred, that is the second uncle.

Lin Zongxuan smiled glumly, walked calmly to the front in the eyes of everyone, took out ten yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

Yi Zhonghai was obviously a little dissatisfied, and said puzzledly: "Zongxuan, you have a good relationship with the Jia family (lying with open eyes), so you only donated ten yuan?"

"Of course not."

Lin Zongxuan said gently: "Uncle, this 10 yuan was donated by our whole family."

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After Lin Zongxuan finished saying that, before Yi Zhonghai could react, Sha Zhuzi was the first to disagree.

"Zongxuan, we can't be like this. Your family has two working people, no, three working people, you should at least donate thirty.

I know there were some misunderstandings between you and the Jia family some time ago, but it is better to resolve a feud than to create one. After all, you have been neighbors for many years, so you should at least show some humanity, right?

Look at Brother Dongxu now, he can't even stand up, and Sister Qin can't work even though she's pregnant. Their family doesn't even have any income. Do you have the heart to let them starve?"

Lin Zongxuan looked at the chattering Sha Zhuzi in surprise and almost took a photo as a souvenir.

He has seen many bootlickers, including Zhang Wanshen and Li Zongheng, but this is the first time he has seen someone like Sha Zhu who is complacent about other people's well-being.

Comrade Xiao Lin thought for a moment, looked at Yan Laoxi who also donated ten yuan, and asked with a smile: "Uncle, ten yuan is not a lot?"

"What the hell! Ten dollars is enough to buy whole grains for five people to eat for half a month, and my monthly salary is only 35!"

The third uncle looked at Sha Zhu with displeasure, his teeth itching with hatred.

"Hey, what are you talking like that, you old stubborn man? How can I only donate twenty?" Sha Zhu said unconvinced.

Lin Zongxuan looked up at the sky and sneered with disdain: "Someone generously donated twenty yuan, but let his own sister cry at the door of the house due to hunger. If someone's father came back and saw his daughter as thin as a bamboo pole, I guess he would break a few rolling pins."

"Hey, who are you talking about? When did I ever starve for rainwater?"

"Silly Zhu, you don't have to take it personally. Everyone knows who I'm talking about. It's not the first or second time that Yu Shui has cried because of hunger. Everyone who should know knows it, but some people pretend not to know."

"The old man also said that the donation is entirely voluntary. Our Lin family has limited resources. We are not like someone who pretends to be a big shot. I don't know what he is thinking behind the scenes."

Lin Zongxuan looked directly at Yi Zhonghai and said teasingly, "Uncle, do you think I am right?"

Yi Zhonghai could no longer maintain his calm expression.

He just went to find Lin Zongxuan on purpose, not only because he wanted everyone to donate more, but he also wanted to find an opportunity to teach him a lesson.

Lin Zongxuan is educated, has potential and is capable. Yi Zhonghai has seen everything he did in the steel rolling mill. He often thinks that if only this kid were his junior, he would wake up laughing in his dreams.

But Lin Zongxuan not only did not appreciate his kindness, but always tried to sabotage him in various ways. He realized that although this kid seemed respectful and polite, he was actually fearless and lacked respect for their elders and factory leaders.

This time, he also wanted to take advantage of everyone's momentum to put him on the fire and let him know who is the boss in this courtyard!

But no one expected that this kid had only been in the factory for a few days, but he made such rapid progress. Not only did he easily break the alliance of the three uncles, he also turned against Tian Gang and took advantage of his words to put him on the fire.

After taking a deep look at Lin Zongxuan, Yi Zhonghai said tiredly: "Donations are of course entirely voluntary. Everyone can donate as much as they want according to their ability."

"But Sister Qin"

Sha Zhuzi wanted to yell more, but was frightened by Yi Zhonghai's serious expression, and the words got stuck in his throat.

"Zhu Zi, please stay in my room first. I will ask you about the rain later."

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said angrily, "Zhu Zi, take care of yourself first! Don't let others gossip about you."

In the end, the fundraising event ended in a whimper. People in the hospital donated a total of 163 yuan, of which three old men and Sha Zhu donated 110 yuan.

Although the Jia family was somewhat dissatisfied, they did not dare to say much. After all, the bulk of the compensation was still in the factory, and the factory's attitude was rather ambiguous. If they dared to make a scene now, no one in the factory would speak for them.