Me! The dark horse of the Siheyuan, my wife Chen Xueru

Jia Zhang ran out holding the child, shouting as she ran.

Qin Huairu ran out and used a washbasin to collect water to put out the fire. Auntie One and Auntie Two also came to help.

The fire was put out quickly. Fortunately, Bang Geng was fine and not much damage was caused.

It was just a ruined quilt. Jia Zhang was heartbroken.

Qin Huairu scolded Bang Geng: "How could you be so disobedient, kid? You even burned a quilt. How much does this cost?"

Jia Zhang hugged Burdock Root and said, "That's enough, the child is still young, what does he know?"

"mom!"

Qin Huairu said angrily: "Look at you, you spoiled the child. Didn't I tell you not to let Banggeng play with matches?"

matches!

"not good!"

Jia Zhang's face suddenly changed. She ran to the bed and found the burnt grain book at the head of the bed. As for the grain coupons, they had been burned to ashes long ago.

"Oh my God!" Jia Zhang sat down on the ground, feeling completely hopeless.

"I can't live anymore. I can't live anymore. God won't leave me a way out. Where are my food coupons?"

"Mom, are the food coupons and food certificates burned?" Qin Huairu was struck by lightning.

"Bang Geng, you are such a troublemaker, I will beat you to death!" Papapapa...

Qin Huairu slapped Burdock several times, making him cry loudly.

She loves Banggeng very much and usually doesn't want to hit children, but this time, Banggeng has caused too much trouble.

All the food coupons and food certificates were burned.

It was easy to deal with the burned food coupons, just take the household registration book to the neighborhood committee to apply for a replacement. But the food coupons were the food rations for their family for a month. How could they survive without the food coupons?

The noise here was so loud that the women in the courtyard were alarmed and ran towards Qin Huairu's house one by one.

"Auntie Yi, what's going on?"

"Banggeng struck a match and burned all the food coupons." "What! What should we do?" "What a sin he has committed." "Why is Banggeng so troublesome?"

"Huai Ru, you guys are the same. You don't take good care of your child, he's so young." "Oh, life is unbearable." The women started to grumble. The Jia family lost their monthly food coupons, which was definitely a big deal.

"What? Banggeng, you little bastard, I'm going to beat you to death!" Jia Dongxu returned home and heard that the food coupons had been burned by Banggeng.

He immediately flew into a rage, took off Banggeng's pants and started beating him. After a few slaps, his little butt was red.

The stick was screaming in pain.

"Okay, okay, Dongxu, stop beating the child. Think of a solution quickly. We only have enough food for two days."

"All the food coupons are gone, what can I do?"

"Go find your uncle."

"Why…."

At night, the Intermediate Court held a plenary meeting.

Uncle Two: "The theme of our meeting this time is to discuss the Jia family's food coupons issue. Uncle One, what do you think we should do?"

"Why!"

Uncle Yi sighed, "No one can do anything about this. We can only blame the Jia family for their bad luck. As the saying goes, a distant relative is not as good as a close neighbor. No matter what, we all have to help them get through this difficult time.

I propose that every household in our courtyard, no matter how much, donate some food coupons to the Jia family. "

"What? They have no more food coupons. Why should I donate them?" "No, I won't donate!"

"I won't donate either!"

Everyone stepped back, and even the third and second uncles were reluctant to donate food coupons to the Jia family.

Are you kidding? Food coupons are related to the life and property of the entire family. They don’t even have enough food coupons of their own, so how can they be willing to donate them to others?

Uncle San's eyes sparkled: "Dongxu, everyone is short of food, can you think of another way?"

Jia Dongxu said distressedly: "What can I do? If you don't donate, our family will starve to death."

"This..." Everyone was silent, and no one came forward to donate food coupons for a reason.

Uncle Yi frowned: "You are all unwilling to donate. Are you going to watch the Jia family starve to death? No matter who you are today, you have to donate. I am Uncle Yi in our courtyard. So, I will take the lead in donating 10 kilograms of white flour tickets."

"hiss--"

The second and third uncles gasped at the same time.

Dog!

Yi Zhonghai is such a bastard.

Why the hell don't you donate your wife?

Donating one or two kilograms is not enough. As soon as you open your mouth, you want to donate ten kilograms. What should we do with such a large sum? Uncles 2 and 3 hate Uncle 1 to death.

Uncle Yi and his wife are an old couple. They get 67 kilograms of white flour and 40 kilograms of double-grain flour a month, which is enough for them to eat no matter how you calculate it.

It didn't matter to him that he donated ten kilograms. Uncle Er and Uncle San are different.

Both families have many children, and even if they don't donate, they will still go hungry at the end of the month.

Ten kilograms of flour could kill everyone in their family.

But it would be unacceptable if they didn't donate. They are the leaders of the hospital. If they don't donate, others will not donate either.

Uncle Er smiled bitterly: "We have many children in our family, and there is not enough food to eat. We can't compare with Uncle Yi."

“I donate…”

Uncle Er gritted his teeth and said, "I will donate five kilograms of flour."

Uncle Er is a man who cares about his reputation. He would not be able to show off if he did not donate enough. "Family, are you crazy?" Aunt Er was so anxious that she turned around. Uncle San. At this time, everyone's eyes were on Uncle San.

Uncle San hesitated for a long time before saying, "Then I will also donate five kilograms..."

"Wow! Uncle San is so generous!" "This is the first time I see Uncle San being so generous." "The sun is rising from the west today."

Everyone was talking about it. They didn't expect that Uncle San, who was always calculating, would actually donate five kilograms.

"Wait! I haven't finished speaking yet."

The third uncle said quickly: "I will donate five catties of flour tickets. I think that two catties of flour is better than white flour and can help the Jia family more."

"go!"

"Uncle San is still the one who is calculating!" "Or else just say he is a teacher." Everyone looked down on him.

Erhe flour is a mixed flour. The steamed buns made from it are unpalatable and also hurt the throat.

The price is one-third of white flour.

Generally speaking, two grams of flour is used as a backup food.

There is enough white flour, so we don't eat two-grain flour. If there is not enough, we can mix them together. "Yang Muzi, how much are you donating?" Uncle Yi's eyes then fell on Yang Muzi.

Let Yang Muzi donate food coupons first, Uncle Yi also has his own calculations.

First of all, Yang Muzi was rich and generous in the past, so he might have donated more.

Secondly, Yang Muzi's family has many children and is actually in a difficult situation. Yang Muzi's family donated money even though they are in such a difficult situation, so it is unreasonable for others not to donate.

Of course, Yang Muzi saw through his little trick. "I won't donate." Yang Muzi said.

"If he doesn't donate, I won't donate either." "That's right, we won't donate either." "Me neither..."

The neighbors all spoke up, not knowing how to refuse Uncle Yi. Yang Muzi had set an example, so of course everyone took advantage of the situation.

For a moment, the situation was very difficult to control.

Uncle Yi's face suddenly turned very dark. He never expected that Yang Muzi would not follow the plot he designed.

Uncle Er was furious: "Why don't you donate?" Yang Muzi spread his hands: "Why should I donate?" "I have donated, you should donate too." Yang Muzi: "You can choose not to donate." "That makes sense!"

Uncle Er nodded in agreement. "Then I won't either..." "Nonsense!"

Uncle Er was about to say that he would not donate either, but was stopped by Uncle Yi. "Yang Muzi, you are the leader of the group!!!" Uncle Yi scolded.

Yang Muzi: "I didn't stir up trouble. Whoever wants to donate can donate. I won't donate anyway."

"you..."

Uncle Yi's face became even darker. Yang Muzi was just stubborn and he had no idea what to do.

"Muzi, can you be a little more compassionate? We are all neighbors living in the same yard. We know each other every day. If you don't donate money, the Jia family will starve." Uncle Yi softened his tone and tried to use moral blackmail to get Yang Muzi to donate food coupons.

“Love!”

Yang Muzi said disdainfully: "Only people who have nothing to do after eating will talk about charity. Uncle Yi, there are two people in your family, 67 kilograms of white flour, 20 kilograms of two-column noodles, which add up to nearly 90 kilograms. You and Aunt Yi can't finish it all, so donating 10 kilograms is nothing, am I right?"

"you……"

Yang Muzi's words exposed his true colors. He donated the food to others because he couldn't finish it. It was just as Yang Muzi said, only those who have nothing to do will talk about charity.

Everyone understood this matter, but due to Uncle Yi's face, no one dared to speak out.

"There are six people in our family, 94 kilograms of white flour and 20 kilograms of flour. That's not all. Yang Ping'an and Yang Pingxin eat more than adults. This is obvious to everyone in our courtyard. Yang Pingshun and Yang Pingyi have no rations, but they also started to eat.

At most, our food rations will be gone in half a month. Under such circumstances, you asked us to donate food coupons. What is your intention? Do you want our children to starve to death?"

"I….."

Uncle Yi was speechless.

Yang Muzi continued, "If you want me to donate, I can donate ten kilograms of flour right now, but I have a condition that you have to agree to."

"As long as you are willing to donate, any conditions are negotiable!" said an old man.

Yang Muzi: "When our food is finished, I will bring my children to your house to eat. As long as you agree, I will donate it immediately."

"This……"

Uncle Yi is numb.

If Yang Muzi took the children to their house to eat, they would probably run out of food in a few days.

It is true that Uncle Yi is kind-hearted, but he doesn't want to go hungry.

"Uncle San, Uncle Er, do you want me to donate?" Yang Muzi looked at the second uncle.

"No, no, no!" The two uncles shook their heads quickly.

"Yang Muzi, are you being unreasonable? People say you can get supplies beyond the plan. What's wrong with you donating some to our family?" Jia Zhang said angrily.

“No donation!”

"you…."

Jia Dongxu: "Yang Muzi, you are so cruel. Our family is starving to death, and you don't even want to donate."

Yang Muzi sneered: "Even if our family's food is not eaten up, we feed it to the dogs and we won't give it to your family."

"you..…"

"What do you mean, you said this to me." "This..."

Jia Dongxu was dumbfounded. He had indeed said such words at the beginning.

At that time, he felt that their family had enough food, but Yang Muzi's family did not.

Yang Muzi asked him to help out, and that's what he said. Now, he got his words back. Life.

The greatest sorrow is to shoot oneself in the foot. This sentence made Jia Dongxu feel completely blocked.

"Xue Ru, look!"

Uncle Yi looked at Chen Xueru. Yang Muzi was unwilling to donate, so he could only ask Chen Xueru for help.

If it was just Yang Muzi, there would be no need to force him to donate.

But who made him find Yang Muzi first? If Yang Muzi didn't donate, no one would donate.

If it can't go on, what's the point of holding this whole hospital meeting?

If it's like this every time, what appeal and prestige does Uncle Yi have?

If he had known that Yang Muzi was so difficult to deal with, he would have gone to Yang Muzi. In Yi Daye's opinion, this was the biggest mistake.

"My man has the final say in our family affairs." Chen Xueru said softly.

"All right!"

Knowing that it was impossible to ask Yang Muzi to donate food coupons, Uncle Yi waved his hand and said, "If he doesn't want to donate, let's all donate."