Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

Hearing this, some people in the crowd began to waver. After all, at this critical moment, no one wanted to see their food go to waste. However, at this moment, Yang Ming made a shocking move. He walked to the center of the crowd, took out a key from his pocket, and opened his own granary: "I have more than 100 kilograms of sweet potatoes here.

I'm willing to share it with everyone."

As soon as these words came out, the whole audience was in an uproar. Everyone looked at Yang Ming with admiration. Someone sighed: "Yang Ming is really conscious. He is willing to give out his own food at this time." Others whispered: "That's good. With these sweet potato chips, we can at least survive this winter."

The news of Yang Ming's generosity soon spread throughout the town. People praised his noble character and believed that he saved everyone's lives. Some people even said, "If anyone disrespects Yang Ming in the future, I will be the first to stand up and say no!"

However, Yang Ming seemed unusually calm in the face of all the praise and gratitude. He knew very well that in this special period, it was crucial to maintain fairness and solidarity. He was willing to share his own food with everyone not to gain fame or show off his wealth, but to sincerely hope to help everyone through the difficult times.

"Shazhu, Nanyi, your stove is well built!" Grandpa Zhang looked at the new stove on the open space and nodded approvingly. Shazhu and Nanyi smiled at each other, knowing that this was the trust and support of the residents in the courtyard.

"Everyone has contributed some food and vegetables, so we will have a reunion dinner tonight!" Nan Yi announced loudly, his voice full of anticipation and joy. The residents nodded one after another, with long-lost smiles on their faces.

As night falls, the whole courtyard is filled with the aroma of food. That aroma is the smell of home, the smell of warmth, and the smell of hope. The residents sit around the fire, waiting for the hot meals to be served.

"Wow, this braised pork is so delicious!" Xiao Li couldn't help but exclaimed. Sha Zhu smiled proudly and said, "Of course, my cooking skills are really good!" Everyone nodded in agreement, and laughter and conversation continued.

However, in a corner of the courtyard, a small stove in the backyard also began to emit wisps of smoke. The aroma seemed even more tempting than the big pot of rice. Although the residents smelled it, no one blamed him. In this difficult period, everyone could understand Yang Ming's behavior of cooking in his own kitchen.

"Mom, why haven't Xiaodang and Huaihua come back yet?" Jia Zhang asked in confusion, looking at the empty seats. Qin Huairu sighed and explained, "They went to the backyard to eat, saying that the food at Yang Ming's house is more delicious." Jia Zhang frowned and muttered, "These two girls, their elbows are~ outward!"

Qin Huairu felt uncomfortable after hearing this. She knew that Jia Zhang had some prejudice against Yang Ming and Qin Huairu's family, but at this time, she hoped that everyone could unite as one. So, she replied calmly: "The children are hungry, and it is human nature to eat something good."

Jia Zhang continued to complain relentlessly: "Yang Ming is not a good guy! He only knows how to take advantage of others and embezzle the people's money all day long!" Qin Huairu rolled her eyes and was too lazy to argue with her. She knew that in this special period, everyone's emotions were somewhat sensitive and fragile.

However, most residents did not complain like Jia Zhang did. They understood and accepted the current situation, knowing that in this difficult time, everyone needs to support each other and overcome the difficulties together. Therefore, they did not blame Yang Ming and Qin Huairu's family too much, but cherished this rare reunion time even more.

"This Yang Ming is a good person." Jia Zhang muttered in her heart, but there was no gratitude on her face. She was just that kind of person, always "picking up the bowl to eat meat, and putting down the chopsticks to curse her mother."

At this time, the two brothers Yan Jiefang and Yan Jiekuang came to the front yard with a group of people.

Looking at the earthquake shelter in the yard, he shouted: "We collected the wood for this shelter before, and now we have to take it down and return it to us!"

When the residents heard this, they panicked. They had built this earthquake shelter for emergencies. If it was demolished, what would they do when it rained?

"You can't do this, this shed belongs to all of us." Someone tried to stop the Yan brothers.

But Yan Jiefang was unmoved. He said coldly: "We collected these woods with great effort. Why should we give them to you? We must take them down today!"

The residents looked at each other, at a loss. At this moment, someone couldn't help but say to Jia Zhang: "Jia Zhang, tell me, can this shed be demolished?"

When Jia Zhang was suddenly called out, she was stunned for a moment, then glared at the man and said, "I don't care whether you demolish it or not, I don't benefit from it anyway." After that, she continued to eat her dried sweet potatoes with her head down.

Seeing this, Yan Jiefang became more determined to demolish the shed. He waved his hand and led his men to start demolishing the shed. Although the residents were unwilling, they did not dare to step forward to stop them.

Soon, the earthquake shelter was torn to pieces, and the wood was taken away by the Yan brothers. The residents stood in the rain, looking at the mess on the ground, with mixed feelings in their hearts.

"Is this what Yan Jiefang meant by self-discipline and wealth?" someone murmured.

Yan Jiefang seemed to have heard this. He stopped, turned around, and said to the residents: "My father taught us since childhood to be self-disciplined and enjoy wealth. You people want to enjoy without paying, which is ridiculous!"

The residents were speechless and could only watch them leave.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the residents were soaked.

They gathered together and complained about the behavior of the Yan brothers, and were also dissatisfied with Jia Zhang's attitude.

"This Jia Zhang is such an ungrateful person!" someone said angrily.

"That's right, after eating Yang Ming's sweet potato chips, he still doesn't say a word for us." Another person echoed.

Everyone complained, and finally put the blame on Yan Bugui. After all, he was the person in charge of the courtyard and should consider the interests of everyone.

"Teacher Yan, you usually teach children to be honest and trustworthy. How come your own children are dismantling earthquake shelters?" Aunt Zhang shook her head, looking disappointed.

"Yes, Teacher Yan, your parenting is not good. The child is so unruly. What will happen to him in the future?" Uncle Li also echoed.

Yan Bugui opened his mouth to defend himself, but found himself speechless. He could only silently endure the residents' accusations, feeling mixed emotions.