Siheyuan: Start with Security

At this time, Silly Zhu stopped crying, walked to He Yushui, and said to He Yushui quietly.

He Yushui smelled a bad smell, brushed him off, walked two steps aside in disgust, and then said:

"Only one dollar."

"Impossible, don't lie to me." Sha Zhu shook his head and said with disbelief:

"Anyway, I don't care about you. Donate later. You must donate at least ten yuan. The stick is something you have seen since you were a child. Now that you can earn money by yourself, you must help."

"I only have one yuan. Believe it or not, the uncle is here. Don't talk to me. You are not afraid of being laughed at by others."

He Yushui felt that the smell was too strong, so he took two steps to the side, and then said.

She has money in her pocket, but why should she donate money to the stick?

But she remembered that she had been eating meat brought by Sha Zhu since she was a child, but she could only eat Wowotou.

Once, I was so greedy that I secretly ate a piece of meat, and when the stick saw it, I burst into tears.

When Qin Huairu and Shazhu saw it, they all taught themselves a lesson together, and said that they should let the children in because they are such grown-ups.

There are too many things like this, and it was funny when I was growing up watching the sticks.

One dollar is for everyone to donate. If it weren't for the kidnapping of the uncle, she wouldn't donate a dime.

Soon, the uncle collected all the money from the audience.

He Yushui said that he would give one yuan, and he would give one yuan, even if Sha Zhu was always winking at her, it would still be one yuan.

In the end, when it came to Yang Chen, apart from the eldest man, the third man who donated the most was the third man. This also made the third man look bad. He only felt that he was the first one to donate money, because he was out of his mind.

"Yang Chen, how much do you donate? You are the one with the highest salary in our courtyard."

After the uncle came in front of Yang Chen, he suddenly said in a strange way.

That tone, as if Yang Chen didn't donate 58 ten, it's not enough.

"Me." Yang Chen chuckled, then groped from his pocket, took out a penny and put it in the bag:

"The etiquette is light and the affection is heavy. I wish the stick will be discharged from the hospital as soon as possible."

The uncle opened his eyes wide, and looked at Yang Chen in disbelief.

Even the person who deducted it like this from the third master took five yuan. Yang Chen received a salary of 100 yuan a month, but he only took one penny. How dare Yang Chen take this penny?

However, the uncle thought about it, changed his mind, and thought of an idea, this is good, and finally he can kill Yang Chen's spirit.

So he didn't say anything, just sneered at Yang Chen, and walked back to the center of the courtyard.

Put the money on the stage, and then said righteously:

"Comrades, after the donations from all of us just now, we now have 130 and 200 yuan. Although there is still a little distance from [-] yuan, it is considered to be relieved. The Jia family is under a lot of pressure.

But just now, Yang Chen in our courtyard, as the security section chief of the rolling mill, his monthly salary is 100 yuan, and he only donated a penny. Isn't this a joke?

If everyone is like him, who can help us when we are hospitalized and need donations? "

When the uncle spoke at this time, it was a righteous speech, and his face was full of justice, which made Yang Chen uncontrollably sick.

"If you say that, then I won't donate a penny. As the old saying goes, courtesy is light and affection is heavy. Grandpa, you can't do this. Money depends on character."

Yang Chen sneered, stepped forward, took out his own penny from the bag, and stuffed it into his pocket.

"Isn't that the case? Everyone in the hospital, even Xu Damao, donated a dime. As the chief of the security department, you donated a dime. Isn't this intentionally humiliating people?"

The old man is not forgiving when he is in power, and he pretends to be righteous.

He was extremely happy at this moment in his heart, he didn't expect Yang Chen to be so stupid, he only donated a penny, so he would find out why.

If he did well this time, it was entirely possible for him to restore his reputation and take back the position of the uncle.

In addition, it can also suppress Yang Chen's reputation, thanks to Yang Chen only donating a penny, otherwise, I really don't know how to deal with him.

"Section Chief Yang is a little too much. A penny is indeed a bit small. My monthly salary is only a dozen yuan, and I donated one yuan."

"Yang Chen and her family have grudges, which is normal, but their arms have been bitten off, and they don't look at the monk's face to see the Buddha's face, at least donate something."

"That's right. Although the donation is expressed in the heart, if you can donate, you must donate more. After all, no one may have a problem, and you will need to donate in the future."

"..."

Hearing the old man's words, some people who were easily incited began to discuss.

It has to be said that these people are like those on the scarf of later generations, who have been incited again and again, saying that they have learned a lesson time and time again, but they are still easy to be incited until the next time.

I don't know if they are really so easy to be incited, or if they are too hostile and intentional?

"Grandpa, you are really disgusting. As a person who messes with the relationship between men and women, are you qualified to stand here and initiate fundraising?"

Yang Chen first mocked the old man, then before he could fight back, he said:

"Everyone should know that the stick dog was bitten by a dog at my house. According to normal people's thinking, why don't you die if you donate a fart?

After all, the stick is a thief, and he went directly to other people's houses to steal. It's normal to be bitten like this, and he deserves it even if he is bitten to death.

He stole more than once, and it didn't work when he entered the juvenile prison for reform. Who knew what he would do when he grew up, and he might kill someone.

But he is from our courtyard after all, everyone donated some money softly, but what about me?I have been stolen several times by sticks. I am a victim, so it is naturally impossible to donate money to the criminals.

But what I did was good enough. This time he stole something and I didn't call the police. Isn't the value more than 200 yuan? "

Chapter 180 IX Exposing the True Faces of Qin Huairu and the Grandpa

Everyone in the courtyard, hearing Yang Chen's words, also felt that it made sense, and nodded in unison.

That's right, sticks ran to Yang Chen's house to steal things, if Yang Chen still donated money like this, wouldn't it be too weak?

Yang Chen, who is the chief of the security department, naturally cannot be such a weak person.

Seeing everyone nodding, Yang Chen said again:

"And the relationship between the uncle and Jia Zhang, most people should have seen that night, right?"

Hearing this, everyone nodded in unison, indicating that they had seen it.

"Their relationship naturally requires donating money, but now it's just taking advantage of everyone's sympathy."

Looking at the next uncle, Yang Chen sneered, and said bluntly.

Didn't the uncle want to fuck himself?Let's see who's messing with who!

"Yang Chen, don't talk nonsense, that incident has already been explained clearly, and what I'm talking about now is a stick thing, if you don't want to donate, don't donate, don't mention these useless things."

The old man's expression changed instantly, and he spoke directly.

Now when he thinks about what happened that night, he feels sick. Jia Zhang is so ugly, and he doesn't know how he did it.

And he is saving his reputation, Yang Chen like this, wouldn't it be another waste of work for him.

"Okay, then let's not talk about this." Yang Chen looked at everyone's eyes showing suspicion, and knew that the effect had been achieved, so he turned to talk about the donation:

"Everyone donated money tonight because Jia's family has no money, but is it true that their family has no money?

Or do you have money at home, but you just want to put the money in your own pocket, and you don’t want to take it out, so you ask for it? "

"Yang Chen, you fart, if the Jia family is really rich, will they ask everyone to donate? Their family is already in a difficult situation, so it's not good for you to be sarcastic here!"

Silly Zhu heard that Yang Chen was going to talk about the Jia family, so he immediately stood up, and gestured to Qin Huairu with comforting eyes.

He must protect this poor woman, she is already pitiful enough, no matter what happens today, even if Yang Chen beats him, he will defend to the end.

"Fuck off, don't get so close to me, the smell on your body is so disgusting, can't you smell it yourself?"

Yang Chen glanced at him, quickly pushed back two steps, and then said with a frown.

These words made the audience burst into laughter instantly, and Sha Zhu's face instantly changed to that of a pig's liver.

It's too embarrassing, before Yang Chen just said that about him in his own home, he would feel ashamed, and now it's even more like this in front of the whole courtyard, silly Zhu just wants to have a hole to get in at this moment.

Seeing Silly Zhu standing there blankly, Yang Chen ignored him and continued:

"Everyone knows that Qin Huairu sold the little pang to the uncle, and it seems to be one hundred at that night, right, uncle?"

"It's one hundred." The uncle hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "But..."

Just as he was about to speak, Yang Chen interrupted him:

"Yes, 100 yuan. Even if Qin Huairu eats meat every now and then, the 100 yuan will be at least [-] yuan now, right? It's impossible to spend it all, right?

Also, Qin Huairu had a quarrel with Jia Zhang before, didn’t she say that she had to give Jia Zhang money every month, three yuan a month, and this piecemeal has been going on for many years. Isn't it all saved?

We don’t count too much, let’s say five years, it’s 36 yuan a year, and it’s [-] yuan after five years.

The sum of the money is already two hundred and sixty. I heard her say that the medical expenses are two hundred. Let's not care if it's really that much or it's fake. Isn't this money enough?

I am not disgusted with donations, but I am disgusted with donations that are obviously rich but deliberately deceive everyone. "

After Yang Chen finished speaking, the audience was in an uproar.

"It makes sense to hear what Section Chief Yang said. The money in their own hands is enough for medical expenses. Now it's so difficult to say, isn't this a scam of everyone's money?"

"That's right, the sum of the money in my hands is less than three figures. They have at least two or three hundred. I donated a dollar just now. After a long time, I need to be donated."

"It's really not a thing. I thought that Section Chief Yang was a little too much just now, but now I realize that they are too much, and they want to cheat money. The upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. No wonder the stick steals things. He deserves it for killing him."

"The uncle is not a thing. I wonder if they have discussed it and deliberately cheated our money. Who is it?"

"Bastard, it's really not a thing. I was moved when I saw everyone donating money just now. Who knew it was going to happen."

Hearing what everyone said, the elders and the others turned pale.

However, the people present, regardless of their faces, the third master stepped forward first, took out his own five yuan from the bag, and said angrily:

"Grandpa, you can't do it. You know what's going on in my family, but you still want to trick me. You really know people and don't know your heart."

Although he said so on the lips, but in his heart, the third master was both happy and delighted at this time.

He only felt that the five yuan in his hand was not his own money, as if he got it for nothing.

"Yi Zhonghai, you are such a hypocrite, you pretend to be righteous, bah."

Xu Damao also stepped forward, gave the uncle a disdainful look, and then took back his own dime.

And the uncle just stood there stupidly, not knowing what he was thinking.