Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

Since Jia Zhang was always prone to throwing tantrums and being very rude and unpopular, people didn't talk about anything other than her illness.

More people mentioned the bad things she had done to the people in the hospital in the past, and they all thought that even if everyone gave money to help her now, she would not admit it.

At this moment, Xu Damao's voice came from the crowd: "Humph! God is fair and will never let a bad person go. Aunt Zhang dared to blackmail me for money."

"See, this is retribution..."

Watching Xu Damao spitting and telling people around him about his misfortunes, Yi Zhonghai thought that he was really a troublemaker and he wanted to stuff a shoe into his mouth.

Fearing that Xu Damao would continue to talk like this and that it would be difficult for him to carry out his work, Yi Zhonghai hurriedly asked loudly: "Xu Damao, tell me first, how much money do you plan to pay?"

Just this sentence almost made Xu Damao jump up. Not long ago, he had just paid fifty yuan to the Jia family and that was the only money he had left to live on.

Now you still want him to donate money to the Jia family? That's impossible.

Xu Damao yelled, "Uncle, you are being unreasonable! I just paid the Jia family fifty yuan not long ago. How can I pay more?"

"Besides, Jia Zhang is usually so arrogant. Not only has she never helped me, but she has hurt me instead. Why should I pay for her medical treatment?"

Yi Zhonghai frowned when he heard what he said. Xu Damao was the first person in the hospital to jump out and sing a different tune. If he couldn't stop him in time and the others followed suit and refused to pay, how could he carry out his work?

Thinking of this, he immediately frowned and said seriously: "Xu Damao, you can't be so heartless."

"We all live in the same courtyard, so we should help each other. Jia Zhang is sick now, and we need everyone to lend a hand."

Xu Damao curled his lips and retorted: "Master, please don't blackmail me morally. I am not without conscience. It is Jia Zhang who has committed many evil deeds."

"When she was acting like a spoiled brat, she never thought this would happen. I just won't pay. She asked for it."

Xu Damao didn't even look at the look Yi Zhonghai gave him. After saying what was on his mind, he turned around and walked back to the backyard.

Seeing this, a few people followed Xu Damao's example, turned around and walked out of the crowd. Yi Zhonghai immediately became anxious when he saw this.

He was afraid that others would go home directly under the leadership of these people, and then it would be difficult to deal with today's incident. He had promised the Jia family that he would help them raise money.

If he can't raise the money, then where's his face as the boss of the courtyard? If that kid Banggeng finds out, he will definitely think he is incompetent and may even ignore him.

So he decided to take some measures to encourage everyone to donate. After thinking for a while, he said, "Everyone ignored Xu Damao. He is just a bad apple in our hospital!"

"To thank everyone for their help, I will record everyone's donation amount. When Jia Zhang recovers, the Jia family will definitely express their gratitude to everyone."

"And most importantly, if anyone has difficulties in the future, we will give priority to helping those who have helped others before."

At this time, someone in the crowd said, "Uncle, we are not rich. It is difficult for us to pay money for no reason." Others also echoed.

After hearing this, someone also stood up and said, "Yes, uncle, our family lives a tight life, so we don't have any extra money to help them."

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said loudly: "Everyone should think of a solution. Everyone has difficulties. If we don't help the Jia family, what will they do?"

"How about this, I'll take the lead and pay twenty dollars, and you, Old Yan, will be responsible for keeping track."

As soon as he finished speaking, the courtyard suddenly fell silent. The third uncle, Yan Bugui, was the first to react. He thought he had misheard and asked, "Old Yi, how much did you say?"

When it was confirmed that Yi Zhonghai had indeed said that he would pay twenty yuan, not only Yan Bugui was stunned, but even the second uncle Liu Haizhong was stunned.

As the uncle in charge of the courtyard, Lao Yi, as an uncle, contributed 20 yuan, so it would be unreasonable for him to contribute only three or two yuan.

So Liu Haizhong cleared his throat and said with pain: "Old Yi is right, everyone has difficulties. I will also give ten yuan."

At this moment, Liu Guangtian, the second son of Liu Hai, who was standing in the crowd, exclaimed: "Dad, you gave the Jia family so much money, you might as well buy us food."

As soon as Liu Guangtian said this, the second uncle Liu Haizhong's face suddenly darkened and he angrily scolded: "What do you know! This is mutual help between neighbors. We can't just think about ourselves."

Unexpectedly, the unlucky son was not convinced and grumbled: "You can't give so much at once. Our family is not very rich."

Liu Guangfu next to him also echoed: "That's right, Dad, you are not usually so generous to us."

Liu Haizhong was so angry when his two sons talked back to him in public that he pointed at Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu and said, "You two good-for-nothings only know how to eat. Shut up right now!"

After saying that, he swung his big hands and walked towards the two brothers with gritted teeth, determined to teach these two sons a lesson in public and let them know the consequences of talking back.

Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai quickly came out to smooth things over: "Guangtian, Guangfu, don't blame your father. We are all from the same courtyard, and it is only natural for us to help each other."

"When your family is in trouble in the future, everyone will help you. Old Liu, don't get angry with the children. They are still young and don't understand some things."

Seeing that Yi Zhonghai gave him a way out, Liu Haizhong stopped what he was doing. Seeing this, the Liu Guangtian brothers quickly ran out of the crowd.

Yan Bugui found a pen and paper and recorded the money paid by the two uncles. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he smiled awkwardly and said, "Well, it's not that I don't want to help, it's just that my ability is limited."

"Old Yan, as the third uncle in the courtyard, how can you not feel comfortable not working and not paying?"

Liu Haizhong couldn't stand Yan Bugui's stingy look, so he expressed his thoughts with a look of contempt.

Although Yan Bugui felt uncomfortable when he heard his words, he did not dare to argue with Liu Haizhong, because even if he paid, he could not pay more than Liu Haizhong.

But now that he was being pushed out, if he didn't pay some money, his position in the courtyard would be in jeopardy. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll pay a bit."

After saying this, he wrote his information on a piece of paper amid the contempt of the two uncles, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong.

When I looked up and met their gazes again, I looked calm and said to the people around me with a smile: "Everyone, come to me and pay the money to register now. Well, you must do it within your means."

Yan Bugui's words reassured some people who were originally hesitant, and people came over one after another.