Siheyuan: The road to counterattack for the little transparent

There is no other way. The three uncles in the courtyard have all contributed money. If I want to live in this courtyard, it seems unreasonable not to contribute some money myself.

It was just that after the third uncle Yan Bugui started giving, the money given by everyone afterwards became very casual, and without exception, it was all just one or two yuan.

Yi Zhonghai was extremely depressed watching from the side, but he couldn't vent his anger. He just stood there with a frown on his face, looking very solemn.

He knew that everyone was not rich and it was not easy to come up with this money, but this amount of money was far from enough to cover Jia Zhang's examination fees and hospitalization fees in the hospital.

Yi Zhonghai frowned, thinking about how he could raise more money. He looked at the people around him and suddenly an idea came to his mind.

He looked around at the people in the yard and found that Lin Donglai was not there, so he asked Liu Haizhong who was standing beside him, "Old Liu, have you seen Lin Donglai?"

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he stretched his neck and looked into the yard. When he couldn't see Lin Donglai, he couldn't help but complain: "I don't see anyone."

"We are holding a meeting for the whole hospital. Whether he is a member of this hospital or not, how can he not be present? This is too unreasonable."

Yan Jiecheng came up to him when he heard this and said, "When I went to the restroom just now, I saw Dong Lai. He said that the factory had something urgent to deal with and he probably wouldn't be back for a while."

After hearing this, Yi Zhonghai frowned even more tightly. He had originally wanted to find Lin Donglai as soon as possible, and say something in front of everyone that would make it difficult for him to refuse, so as to help pay for Jia Zhang's medical treatment.

Now that's bad, the person is not in the yard and has gone to the factory. I don't know when he will come back.

Liu Haizhong listened to Yan Jiecheng's words, but seemed not to understand them, and continued to complain:

"Lin Donglai is such a jerk. He failed to deliver at the critical moment and didn't even attend the whole hospital meeting. He has no sense of community at all."

Yan Jiecheng probably swallowed the saliva of his father Yan Bugui, and didn't agree with what Liu Haizhong said at all, and replied:

"Second Master, don't say that. Lin Donglai might have something urgent to tell you. Besides, you don't have to attend this whole hospital meeting."

Liu Haizhong glared at Yan Jiecheng and said, "What do you know? This is a big event in the hospital. Everyone should participate."

Then he shouted at Yan Bugui: "Old Yan, is this how you teach your children at home? Children have no right to interrupt when adults are talking!"

"If this happened in my house, I would slap this kid in the face before he even gets a chance to say a second word!" After saying this, he raised his hand to signal.

When Yan Bugui saw Liu Haizhong's look, he felt a little unhappy, but he didn't want to conflict with him.

He knew that the amount of money he had collected was not enough, and he was afraid that if they started an argument he would be ridiculed by Liu Haizhong. It would not be worth it to ask him to collect more money then.

Yan Bugui ignored Liu Haizhong and quickly pulled Yan Jiecheng to his side and whispered, "Jiecheng, stop talking nonsense. Second Uncle is right. Don't interrupt."

Yan Jiecheng was not convinced and muttered quietly: "That's right. The whole institute meeting is not a big event that must be attended. It's normal for Donglai to go to the factory for something."

"Besides, I'm married and have a family. What kind of kid am I? Can't I express my own opinions?"

When Liu Haizhong heard this, he laughed contemptuously: "Humph! You are married, but you eat and live at home. If you are not a child, what are you?"

Then he said to Yan Bugui who was standing beside him: "Old Yan, you have to take good care of your child and teach him what it means to respect the elderly and love the young. The rules of our courtyard cannot be broken."

Yan Bugui glared at Yan Jiecheng and signaled him to stop talking, but Yan Jiecheng continued to argue.

Watching the quarrel in the yard, Yi Zhonghai was very annoyed. He raised his voice and said loudly: "Stop quarreling! Now is not the time to quarrel."

"You guys have the energy to do this, so you should think of a way to solve the problem of the Jia family's medical expenses."

As soon as Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, the yard immediately became quiet. Liu Haizhong rolled his eyes at Yan Bugui and his son, then turned around and went back to the backyard without saying a word.

At this time, a man came back from outside the courtyard. Seeing so many people gathered in the middle courtyard without saying a word, he laughed and said, "Wow! What are you singing so early in the morning?"

It turned out to be Shazhu. This guy went to queue up to buy meat for his wife Lingzi before dawn. After squeezing for a long time, he finally bought a piece of fat meat and was very happy.

Yi Zhonghai's eyes lit up when he saw Sha Zhu, and he said to him, "Zhu Zi, something happened in our hospital, and everyone is collecting money to send him to the hospital."

"I have already collected twenty yuan. Take a look and see how much you can collect?" After saying that, he looked at Sha Zhu with anticipation.

You know, when the Jia family encountered problems before, the hospital organized donations, and Sha Zhu donated a lot every time. Why did he only remember Lin Donglai and forget Sha Zhu?

When Sha Zhu heard this, the smile on his face suddenly disappeared. He frowned and looked at everyone, then looked at Yi Zhonghai and asked:

"Uncle, what's so serious? The whole hospital needs to chip in the money."

Yi Zhonghai quickly told the story of Jia Zhang's illness, emphasizing that Jia Zhang's condition was critical and she was in urgent need of money.

If it were before they got married, Sha Zhu would have gone home and taken out the money without saying a word, but now Lingzi was in charge of the family's money and he had no say.

Sha Zhu scratched his head, a little hesitant. He had just used the money he asked from Lingzi to buy meat, and now only had one dollar left in his pocket.

If he donates all the money, what will he do if Lingzi asks him to buy something next time but he has no money?

But he thought about the friendship between neighbors and how he had helped in such matters before, so he gritted his teeth and took out the money: "Uncle, I'll donate one dollar."

When Yi Zhonghai heard what Sha Zhu said, his expression changed visibly. The expectation in his eyes disappeared instantly. Looking at the one dollar in Sha Zhu's hand, he felt helpless.

He knew that Sha Zhu was married now and the situation was different from before, but he still couldn't help feeling a little disappointed.

He sighed and said, "Zhu Zi, just one dollar? Oh! OK, it's better than nothing."

Sha Zhu also felt a little embarrassed. He scratched his head and explained:

"Uncle, Lingzi is in charge of the money in my family now. I have no choice. I only have this dollar left after buying the meat. I also want to donate more, but really..."

Yi Zhonghai waved his hand and said, "Forget it, Zhuzi, I understand your difficulties. It's not easy for everyone."

At this time, the onlookers saw this and began to discuss:

"Silly Zhu wasn't like this before, why are you donating one dollar now?"

"Shazhu has his own life to live too. We can't always ask him to donate a lot."

"That's right. No one's money falls from the sky. Shazhu is a married man now. It's true that people have to plan for themselves."

The entire central courtyard was plunged into a period of chattering again. At this moment, Lin Donglai returned to the courtyard pushing his bicycle.