Siheyuan: Starting from Building a Village

"Everyone is welcome to introduce themselves below, starting from left to right."

Yi Zhonghai's mind was a little confused and he didn't understand what the deaf old lady said. In order to give himself some time to sort things out, he asked them to give a brief introduction themselves.

"Hello, Comrade Gu, I am xx from the Steel Rolling Mill"

"Hello."

"I am..."

"Hello."

"..."

Soon it was Xu Damao's turn.

Xu Damao even ran to Gu Nian from behind, took out a few candies from his pocket, and stuffed them into the "child" named Xiao Hao who was sitting next to Mo. The problem was that this "child" was very skinny and looked like a child of fifteen or sixteen.

"Hello, Uncle Gu. My name is Xu Damao. I'm the projectionist at our steel mill. Please let me know if you have anything to do in the future."

Faced with the unusually enthusiastic Xu Damao, Gu Nian paused for a moment, somewhat puzzled. This Xu Damao was different from the others in the hospital. Was he a little too enthusiastic?

Does he know me?

Is someone still looking for me?

Is it an enemy?

still?

In an instant, Gu Nian thought a lot.

If it's an enemy, I'm afraid it will be difficult to get through this stage. My health is getting worse day by day. Now there is also Xiao Hao. No, I have to make some preparations in advance.

"Comrade Xu, hello, thank you."

In any case, I don’t sense any murderous intent from Xu Damao now, so he shouldn’t be a threat.

Xu Damao sat next to Xiao Hao and asked in a low voice: "Brother, what is your full name?"

Although the voice was very small, Gu Nian still heard it. It seemed that they were not looking for him, but for Xiao Hao. They should be his relatives. Now that he couldn't be cured, he could at least see his relatives.

"Liu Guohao."

"cough cough..."

After saying just three words, Liu Guohao started coughing non-stop.

Gu Nian hurriedly patted Liu Guohao on the back until a hint of blood appeared on Liu Guohao's face and his coughing slowly stopped.

"Uncle Gu, what...what is this?"

Even the dumbest person could tell that Liu Guohao was ill, and it was not a mild illness.

"Oh, it's hard to put it into words!"

Gu Nian looked sad.

Liu Guohao shook his head and held Gu Nian's hand tightly.

"Xu Damao, be quiet, what I want to say now is..."

Yi Zhonghai looked at Xu Damao unhappily and interrupted their conversation.

"Old mule, you fucking ..."

Xu Damao, who had just started to curse, was pulled back by Gu Nian and managed to endure it.

"How dare you, Xu Damao, do you want to turn the tables?"

Old mule, this is the greatest irony for a man.

Xu Damao stood up and grabbed the stool under his butt, and was about to fly out, but was hurriedly pulled back by Gu Nian. Gu Nian, who had just arrived, did not want to have a conflict with others, and did not want the person he just met to have a conflict with others for him.

"you you.."

Yi Zhonghai was so angry that his hands were shaking. Unfortunately, his thug Sha Zhu was not there as he had gone out to prepare meals for others early in the morning. Otherwise, he would have definitely asked Sha Zhu to give Xu Damao a good beating.

Xu Damao, who was being pulled by Gu Nian, finally calmed down.

I felt mixed feelings of sadness and joy. I was happy that Zheng Ge finally found his brother, but I was sad that Liu Guohao's condition was obviously not mild, especially the cough whenever he opened his mouth. This is a lung problem and is not easy to cure.

"What I want to say is that the tradition of our courtyard is to respect the elderly and love the young. We must not be like some people who do not respect the elderly and abuse them for no reason. This brings shame to our courtyard and is a disgrace to our courtyard. Everyone must not learn from them."

As he said this, Yi Zhonghai glanced at Xu Damao.

Xu Damao curled his lips and ignored Yi Zhonghai's provocation. He didn't want to make Gu Nian embarrassed.

"Our compound is an excellent compound, an excellent collective, and an excellent and happy big family. Now someone is in trouble. Let's talk about what we should do?"

Yi Zhonghai's true colors were finally revealed.

Everyone in the Siheyuan understood that donations were needed again, but they didn't know whose family it was for this time?

"Uncle, don't keep us in suspense. Just tell us whose family it is this time."

Someone below started talking, that's good. This thing is just like the people who play videos in later generations. There is no one talking to you and interacting with you, so you run out of things to say while you are talking.

"It's the Jia family. You should all know Dongxu. He was framed by a villain and thrown into prison, leaving behind four orphans and a widow. Life was really difficult, so they came to me for help."

"I am an incompetent uncle. If Qin Huairu hadn't told me, I wouldn't have known that they had been out of food for three days. My heart aches. I beg you all to lend a helping hand and do your best to help the Jia family overcome the difficulties. I would like to thank you all in advance."

After saying that, Yi Zhonghai bowed to everyone.

Qin Huairu said nothing, but the sad expression on her face and the tears in her eyes were heartbreaking to see.

Jia Zhang did not come out. This was agreed upon in advance. The main reason was that they were afraid that Jia Zhang's mouth was not controlled and might offend others again.

Although I felt sad, I wanted to donate money myself, but no one was willing to do so.

Who can get enough to eat these days?

Who wouldn’t go to the black market and try every possible means to buy some food?

If you donate all your money to others, what will you eat?

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Seeing that the atmosphere had become dull, Qin Huairu began to cry out loud. This was a planned strategy. Qin Huairu didn't need to say anything, she just needed to cry. The more sadly she cried, the better.

As long as you can whet the sympathy of those gentlemen, you will get the money today.

Those who cry will cry and those who hear will feel sad.

However, still no one came forward to donate.

Yi Zhonghai was a little anxious. As a man, he thought he understood men very well. He couldn't stand seeing women cry, especially beautiful women.

Looks like I miscalculated again today?

It’s a pity that Shazhu is not here, what a pity!

No, we can’t let the show become a dull occasion. We need to find someone to save the situation.

"Lao Liu, Lao Yan, what do you think?"

Yi Zhonghai turned his gaze towards Liu Haizhong and Yan Bugui.

Liu Haizhong was a bit embarrassed. To be honest, this was an opportunity for him to show his ability and fully demonstrate Second Uncle's helpfulness. Unfortunately, ever since his eldest brother emptied the family's assets and left, the Liu family has never recovered.

Especially since I lost a large sum of money before the New Year, I have been in a very difficult situation recently - money is tight.

Liu Haizhong just sat there, pretending to be deaf and dumb, and watched to see what Yan Bugui would do.

Yan Bugui remained calm, picked up the teacup and took a sip of water.

He stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, and scratched his head.

Yi Zhonghai took a look and understood that this was the price offered by Yan Bugui, five dollars.

Why did he say five dollars? Because he knew Yan Bugui, and this occasion was worth the price.

Yi Zhonghai nodded imperceptibly.

"Since no one is taking the lead, I, as the third uncle in our hospital, will set an example. As for donations, it's good enough as long as the intention is there. I'll donate 10 cents."

Yan Bugui threw a ten-cent bill into the donation box Qin Huairu was holding.

Yi Zhonghai’s old face turned black: It has to be you, Yan Bugui, Yan Laoxi.