Siheyuan: I live next door to Xu Damao, my last name is Cao

"An old man lends you a hundred dollars and you donate ten cents?"

Sha Zhu immediately became furious. Qin Huairu's family was already in such a difficult situation, and Cao Wei only donated one cent?

Isn't this an insult?

"Hey, Brother Zhuzi, don't worry. I didn't say I only donated 1 cent. There are other things as well."

Cao Wei said slowly.

"I still have ten kilograms of cornmeal at home, and I can't finish it all, so I will donate it all to the Jia Zhang family. This amount of cornmeal will be enough for them to eat for a while." Cao Wei said with a smile.

Cao Wei had a lot of leftover cornmeal at home. It was cornmeal made from whole corns mixed with crushed corn cobs. It was very rough and Cao Wei couldn't eat it at all.

Keeping it at home will just take up space and feed rats, so it’s better to throw it to the Jia family.

But Cao Wei had heard from Qin Huairu that Jia Zhang was very picky. She usually ate steamed buns, and at worst the ones made with two kinds of flour, or she only ate those made with white flour. She didn't even consider wowotou.

"Others donated so much money, but you only donated some cornmeal." Sha Zhu looked disdainful. As a cook, he never lacked food, so he seldom ate cornmeal.

"What's wrong with cornmeal? Didn't the uncle often send cornmeal to the Jia family during those difficult years? So, do you look down on cornmeal or do you look down on the uncle?"

Sha Zhu was speechless, that was not what he meant. He just wanted to say that Cao Wei's donation was too little, only one cent, which was more than the pocket money given to children.

"Actually, the money is secondary. What I really want to donate is the cornmeal. Such a large amount of cornmeal is not a small amount," Cao Wei explained.

The current price of cornmeal is seven cents a pound. Cao Wei donated ten pounds, which is 70 cents. There is also 10 cents in cash, which makes 80 cents. However, compared with the people in the hospital who donated at least one dollar, it is still a small amount.

"And I'm not just donating this time. I'll donate cornmeal to the Jia family next time I buy some."

Cao Wei tried to draw a big picture.

As for buying cornmeal in the future, he won't eat it either, and he will definitely not buy it. How can he donate something he doesn't have?

After hearing this, Sha Zhu's expression looked better.

Yi Zhonghai frowned, remembering that the last time Cao Wei borrowed money from him, he said he wanted to repair the house, but he hasn't seen him do anything during this period.

"Cao Wei, didn't you borrow money last time to repair the house? How is it going now?"

"I'm so sorry, uncle. I was so busy the past two days that I forgot about it. I will go to the street office to apply tomorrow. I will try to finish this matter during this period of time." Cao Wei smiled and said, "Well, uncle, it may take some time for me to return the money to you, but don't worry, I will definitely return it to you as soon as I have money. You are not in a hurry, right?"

Yi Zhonghai had a sullen face. He could see that Cao Wei was just trying to evade him. It was clear that the brat didn't want to pay back the money.

However, in front of so many people, Yi Zhonghai just forced a smile and said, "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry."

"That's good. Thank you so much for lending me the hundred yuan. Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to repair my house." Cao Wei said to himself.

Xu Damao was startled below.

"Cao Wei, I really lent you a hundred yuan."

"Yes, I remember Aunt Jia was there at the time, and she knew about it. Let me tell you, Brother Damao, Uncle Da is really helpful. He lent me a hundred yuan some time ago, and donated fifty to Brother Dongxu today. He is such a kind person, and everyone should learn from him. Uncle Da will definitely not sit idly by if anyone is in trouble."

Cao Wei smiled and set two traps for Yi Zhonghai.

Everyone understood what Cao Wei meant and encouraged them to borrow money from Yi Zhonghai. Yi Zhonghai was so open-minded that he would definitely feel embarrassed to refuse them.

Suddenly, several companies looked at Yi Zhonghai eagerly.

Yi Zhonghai had already cursed Cao Wei several times in his heart. This little bastard really knew how to cause trouble for himself. It would have been fine if he had just borrowed the money himself, but he even instigated others to borrow money from him.

Jia Zhang, who was beside the eldest master, naturally heard what Cao Wei said.

She also remembered that when Cao Wei borrowed money, Cao Wei, the little bastard, was also heartless and didn't give them any fish or meat. In the end, he went with the old man, and then the old man couldn't do anything to Cao Wei, so he lent him 100 yuan. Now no one talked about the fact that Cao Wei only donated 10 cents, but everyone talked about the fact that Yi Zhonghai lent Cao Wei 100 yuan.

"A great man actually lent Cao Wei so much money. This is a hundred yuan."

Everyone in the courtyard was very shocked. The two men had no relatives or friends, but they were willing to lend so much money to Cao Wei. This was truly a way of helping others.

"From this point of view, the relationship between the first master and the Jia family is not that good. The first master was willing to lend Cao Wei 100 yuan, but he only gave the Jia family 50 yuan. It's a pity that he is Jia Dongxu's master."

"Yes, Jia Dongxu is already in such a miserable state. His family won't be able to make money in the future. Why don't you give him more?"

Someone denied it, saying, "Then Cao Wei is different from the Jia family. One is a loan, and the other is a donation. The loan to Cao Wei must be returned in due time, but the donation does not need to be returned."

"This uncle is really rich. He spent 150 yuan these days, not counting other things."

Someone sighed with envy.

"That's right. He's a level 7 fitter, making over 80 yuan a month. He must have saved several thousand yuan over the years."

"Tsk tsk, that's amazing. I'll go borrow some money from this old man later. I can't make ends meet anymore."

Jia Zhang heard the discussions in the audience. Although she knew the relationship between borrowing and donating, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Why didn’t the old man just donate 100 yuan to their family, but gave 50 yuan?

Although fifty yuan was already the highest in the courtyard, Jia Zhang was so greedy that she was not satisfied and felt that the uncle treated their family just like this.

Maybe this is the power of rumors.

Originally, Jia Zhang had never thought about this, but after hearing someone in the courtyard say this, she suddenly felt something had changed.

The uncle is not that selfless. If he were really selfless, why didn't he give their family a hundred yuan, or more?

Yi Zhonghai counted and found that he received a total of 143.1 yuan in donations, plus the ten kilograms of cornmeal donated by Cao Wei.

What an ironic dime.

Looking at the dime, Yi Zhonghai immediately glared at Cao Wei. This guy was really hard to deal with. He even dug a hole for himself. He had to think of a way to deal with him.

"Well, the people in our compound are all very nice and friendly. They have extended a helping hand to the Jia family in need. I hope everyone will continue to work hard and help others in this way in the future."

“There are just some people who I hope can be more united in the future.”

Although Yi Zhonghai didn't say it, Cao Wei knew that this old bastard was talking about him.

What's wrong with one cent? You look down on one cent.

If I had known this, I wouldn’t have donated a penny.

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