I messed up the Siheyuan

At this moment, Shazhu felt his head was buzzing, as if he was run over by ten thousand alpacas.

What Jia Zhang said was indeed what he said to the eldest uncle and Jia Dongxu.

But if something like this involves a third person, and you said it in front of everyone in the hospital, what should I do?

If I admit it, not only will I offend Wang Ping, but how will the people in the yard look at me in the future?

They will think that I, He Yuzhu, am just a gossiper who talks behind people's backs!

But if you don't admit it, the two parties involved, Yi Ye and Jia Dongxu, are still here!

......

Seeing that Sha Zhu didn't dare to say a word, Jia Zhang became even more aggressive.

He put one hand on his waist and pointed at Shazhu with the other hand, and asked in an almost angry tone: "Shazhu, did you say those words...?"

"I..."

Sha Zhu glanced in Wang Ping's direction and found that there was no anger on Wang Ping's face.

Wang Ping just looked over here with a little curiosity.

This made Sha Zhu feel slightly relieved.

"Those words... were... said by me..." Sha Zhu replied weakly: "But..., so what?"

"What's wrong?" Jia Zhang's face was full of anger, and she shouted, "Wang Ping's monthly food ration is fifty kilograms, and his salary is more than thirty yuan.

Can he spend all this food and money by himself?

Our Jia family is in such a difficult situation, but he didn't even donate any grain. Doesn't he feel guilty?"

After he finished speaking, Sha Zhu was completely confused.

Not only him, but everyone in the venue seemed to be cast under a spell, with expressions of surprise frozen on their faces.

“That…” Sha Zhu said in a hoarse voice: “Aunt Jia, we are donating grain to your family voluntarily.

Pingzi is not willing to donate, what can I do? "

"No!..." Jia Zhang shouted sternly: "Wang Ping must donate grain to our family.

Not only should he donate, he should donate more.”

"Donate more?" Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, "Aunt Jia, how much is your donation?"

"Humph!..." Jia Zhang let out a heavy breath through her big nostrils, "He has to donate at least 20 kilograms of grain to our Jia family every month.

Besides, his salary was so high that he couldn't spend it all by himself.

He should donate another three or five dollars to my family.

Oh! ...That's right! ...

Silly, didn't you say...

Since Wang Ping knows people in the black market, can he buy meat, candy, etc. from the black market?

We don’t want much!

He buys two kilograms of meat for my family every month, and gives my grandson, Bang Geng, half a kilogram of White Rabbit milk candy. "

"This..." Sha Zhu said with a chuckle: "Aunt Jia, I'm afraid this won't work, right?"

"Why not?" Jia Zhang said arrogantly, "Silly Zhu, just tell Pingzi like this, I don't think he dares to disagree."

"Uh!..." Sha Zhu was a little confused. He felt that his brain was not enough. "Why does this feel wrong?"

Xu Damao in the distance let out a "Puchi!"

Then, he laughed and said, "Silly Zhu, are you stupid?

The Jia family only cares about Wang Ping's request, not yours. Why are you making things difficult for yourself?"

Sha Zhu was stunned for a moment, then immediately came to his senses.

I was indeed stupid.

What's my role in the matter between the Jia family and Wang Ping?

However, he didn't lose the battle, especially in front of Xu Damao.

Therefore, he immediately cursed back, "Grandson, you are the stupid one! It's none of your business to care about your grandfather."

After scolding her, he turned to Jia Zhang and said, "Aunt Jia, you should talk to Pingzi about this matter yourself.

Me! ...I have some things to do at home, so I will leave now."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards his home.

Behind him, Xu Damao laughed and mocked: "Oh! Oh! Oh! Go back! ... You made a fool of yourself, run back home!"

This time, Sha Zhu did not confront Xu Damao again, he just quickened his pace.

Sha Zhu's house was in the middle courtyard, so he rushed into his house after walking a few steps.

Then, with a "bang", the door was closed tightly.

Following this sound, everyone in the courtyard, who had seemed frozen, came back to their senses.

Whispering sounds rang out again.

"Oh my!... What is Jia Zhang thinking? How dare she ask for it?"

"Who says it isn't?"

"Hey!...The Jia family is like this! They dare to think about things that others dare not even think about, and they dare to do them!"

"Oh my!... If you don't tell me... Pingzi is really amazing now."

"Isn't it? ... With a salary of more than 30 yuan a month and a food ration of 50 kilograms, how can a teenager like him spend and eat all of it?"

"That's right! With so much money and food, he must have a lot left over every month."

"So! Isn't this what the Jia family is thinking about?"

"Hey!... I say!... Pingzi is so good, if any of you have a suitable girl, introduce her to me quickly! If you are late, she will be snatched away by others."

"You know what? We have to hurry!... My mother's brother's niece is about the same age as Wang Ping. Tomorrow... ah... no... tonight, I will go back to my mother and talk to my brother about this!"

......

At this moment, Yi Zhonghai's head was also buzzing.

Jia Zhang's words were like a bolt from the blue, striking him to pieces on the outside and tender on the inside.

He is not sure now: what impact will it have on his plan to change the person who will take care of his retirement if Jia Zhang reveals Wang Ping's secrets in front of the whole hospital?

However, he had a vague feeling that this might not be a good thing.

At least, after Wang Ping's background was known to everyone, some of the things he originally wanted to do in private might not be possible.

While Yi Zhonghai was frowning, Jia Zhang had already come to Wang Ping in a threatening manner.

"Hirako, did you hear what I just said?"

"I heard it!" Wang Ping nodded with a smile.

"Then tell me!"

"Tell me? What?"

"What did you say?" Jia Zhang said angrily, "Pingzi, why are you pretending?"

"Okay! Then I'll tell you..." Wang Ping's smile suddenly disappeared, and he shouted to Yan Fugui in the distance: "Uncle, can you hear me?"

Yan Fugui was stunned for a moment, then replied, "Pingzi, Third Master is listening!"

"Listen! Write down my name first."

Yan Fugui wrote a few strokes quickly and responded, "Pingzi, the third uncle has written your name down."

"Okay!" Wang Ping said with a smile, "Third Uncle, remember this again! My grain donation amount is zero!"

Yan Fugui was stunned for a moment, but still made a few more calculations, and then said, "Okay, Pingzi, Third Master has taken note of it."

"Humph!" Jia Zhang raised her chin proudly, "You dare not not donate..."

Before she finished speaking, she came to her senses and looked at Wang Ping suspiciously, "Pingzi, what do you mean?"

"What do you mean?" Wang Ping sneered, "I'm telling you, I won't donate a single grain of rice or a single penny to your Jia family."

These words made Jia Zhang suddenly furious.

"Little brat, how dare you!"

"You old beast, what am I afraid of?"

"Ah!... If you dare to scold me, I will scratch you to death!" As she said that, Jia Zhang pounced on him.

Wang Ping was caught off guard and was scratched on the left side of his cheek by Jia Zhang, leaving several bloody wounds.

The burning pain on his cheek also made Wang Ping angry.

He swung his right hand and slapped Jia Zhang hard in the face with a "slap".

This blow was quite fierce, and it made Jia Zhang spin around on the spot. Then, with a thump, she fell to the ground.

Moreover, her face, which was slapped, became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.