Jia and Zhang were used to being domineering in the courtyard, and the residents suffered greatly, so naturally they wanted to take the opportunity to express their anger.
Yi Zhonghai frowned when he heard it and coughed twice: "We are all neighbors in the same compound, so we should pay attention to unity.
The Jia family has suffered such a catastrophe. It is exactly when we need to lend a helping hand. There is no need for you to be sarcastic here. "
Yi Zhonghai's many years of prestige was there, and the residents all shrank their necks and stopped saying anything.
Xu Damao muttered in a low voice: "Master, this is to donate money to the Jia family to build momentum."
He took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Li Aiguo: "Aiguo, will you donate to the Jia family?"
Li Aiguo took it and chuckled: "What do you think?"
Xu Damao knew that the hatred between Li Aiguo and the Jia family was too deep, and said: "Of course not, it's just that Yi Zhonghai is not that easy to deal with."
While they were talking, Jia Zhang, Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu were also released and returned to the courtyard.
Mrs. Jia Zhang's mood was a bit off, and she was stumbling when she walked.
Several old ladies greeted her, but she seemed not to hear them and walked straight to the door of Jia's house.
Yi Zhonghai felt something was wrong and rushed forward to hold her, but Jia Zhangshi threw her away.
Mrs. Jia Zhang staggered to the door of the house, squatted on the ground, looked at the devastation in front of her, clapped her hands on the ground, and began to cry like a wolf or howl like a ghost.
"My family, my family is gone, Li Aiguo, give it back to me."
"Where will our family live in the future?"
"Oh my God, I, Jia Zhang, have accumulated blessings and done good deeds all my life. Even if I encounter ants on the road, I would not be willing to step on them. How could I get this kind of retribution?"
Her hair was sticky to her scalp and her face was streaked with tears.
That look, how miserable, how miserable.
Yi Zhonghai pulled Jia Dongxu aside and lowered his voice: "Dongxu, what's wrong with you?"
"She wanted Li Aiguo to pay for the house, but she was criticized and educated by comrades from the railway police station. Maybe she couldn't think about it for a moment."
After listening to Jia Dongxu's words, Yi Zhonghai pinched his eyebrows in annoyance.
This old lady wants to do good things!
It was she who stole Li Aiguo's coal first.
The responsibility cannot be placed on Li Aiguo in any case.
and.
The Railway Police Station always protects the poor.
Making trouble at the railway police station is asking for trouble.
It's not a big deal just to let Mrs. Jia Zhang cry there.
Yi Zhonghai looked at Qin Huairu: "Huairu, pull your parents-in-law up. Let's slowly find a way to solve the house issue."
As soon as these words came out, Jia Zhang, who was crying loudly, jumped up from the ground, wiped the tears on her face, ran to Yi Zhonghai, and stared at Yi Zhonghai expectantly.
It's amazing how quickly his face changes.
"Lao Yi, you are Dongxu's master and the eldest son of our courtyard. You have to help our family find a solution."
Jia Zhang took Yi Zhonghai's hand and said, "Now that my house has collapsed, where will we live in the future?"
Yi Zhonghai wanted to slap himself in the face.
If you talk too much, you'll get into trouble.
But looking at Jia Dongxu, he still felt that he should help.
"I checked just now. There is generally no problem with the house. The beams are not broken. As long as we find a mason to cover the holes with bricks, we will not delay our move-in."
"We have to repair the house." Mrs. Jia Zhang's eyes were rolling around.
"Lao Yi, you also know the situation of my family. I just paid He Yuyu dozens of yuan, so how can I still have the money to repair the house?"
"How about you organize a fundraiser for my family and ask the big guys to help."
Although the residents nearby were chatting, their ears stood up.
They had known for a long time that something was wrong with the Jia family, and they must ask them for help.
They are all neighbors in the same compound.
It's no problem to help take care of Banggeng, carry bricks, clean up the garbage, help with cooking, and do other chores.
Who let them have such a neighbor?
But they never expected that Jia Zhang would want them to donate money.
Life is difficult for everyone these days.
Every household has several children.
Even if you have some spare money, it is just something you dig out from between your teeth. Who is willing to donate it?
What's more, it's donated to someone like Jia Zhang.
so.
When Yi Zhonghai raised his head and looked around, the residents who were standing next to him had disappeared without a trace.
Only the two stewards, Yan Bugui, were too embarrassed to leave due to their status as stewards.
Yan Bugui saw Yi Zhonghai's expression moved, and reminded him in a low voice: "Old Yi, we have donated money to the Jia family twice. If we play like last time, the residents are not fools, and I'm afraid the secret will be exposed."
"Third uncle, if you don't want to, you can quit."
"good."
Seeing Yan Bugui running away with his hands behind his back, Yi Zhonghai was so angry that he stamped his feet: "This old Yan, as the third uncle, is unorganized and undisciplined."
Liu Haizhong, with a big belly, nodded haughtily: "Yes, Lao Yan is a man of culture, and men of culture are timid."
Looking at Liu Haizhong, Yi Zhonghai said: "Comrade Haizhong, this donation task can only fall on you."
"Me?" Liu Haizhong also wanted to remove his hair.
Yi Zhonghai leaned into his ear and murmured: "Aren't you going to take the seventh-level blacksmith exam? The deaf old lady knows Director Zhang from the factory office. I can help you make the connection."
Liu Haizhong looked hesitant, and finally gritted his teeth: "I did it!"
People die for officials, and birds die for food.
Can those idiots see through the trap carefully concocted by our steward?
Yi Zhonghai was too tired.
After implementing the donation, we still have to worry about the Jia family's accommodation.
It's summer now, and many people are sleeping on a mat on the brick floor outside.
But Jia and Zhang disliked the mosquitoes.
I don’t even think about it, how can her fat body not attract mosquitoes?
Yi Zhonghai had no choice but to invite Jia and Zhang to live in his own home.
The Yi family has two rooms, Jia Zhang's and Qin Huairu's, and Jia Dongxu sleeps in one room with his stick.
Yi Zhonghai and Auntia slept in another room.
Before going to bed, Ms. Jia Zhang put on her underpants and ran over to tell the third aunt who was hiding under the quilt: "Sister, I was frightened today and want to eat eggs tomorrow morning."
Third aunt:
Yi Zhonghai:
CNIMP!
Early the next morning.
Li Aiguo was awakened again by He Yuyu's shout in his sleep.
"Brother Patriot, mother invites you to have breakfast at home."
"No, I have to go to work early today."
Li Aiguo declined through the door.
joke.
Aunt Liu’s family did not get their food for free.
It's okay to have a meal once in a while, but who will suffer if you have a meal every day?
Moreover, since Li Aiguo is gone, Aunt Liu will definitely have to cook more salted duck eggs.
Those salted duck eggs used to be reserved for Liu Tianquan and Liu Diquan.
Li Aiguo is not the kind of shameless person.
"Then remember to put the dirty clothes in the basin, and I'll take off school to help you wash them."
"okay."
I did a little favor and picked up a washerman for nothing. It was a good deal.
Li Aiguo yawned and got up, carrying an enamel basin to the courtyard to wash his face.
When passing by the gate of Zhangjia.
He saw Zhang Gangzhu squatting at the door to eat with an enamel bowl in hand, and a black thing stuffed in his mouth.
"Brother Gangzhu, what are you eating?"
"Hmm. Pig intestines, would you like some?"
Zhang Gangzhu was very enthusiastic. He picked up a thick black thing with his chopsticks, stood up and was about to stuff it into Li Aiguo's mouth.
"Try it, it's delicious!"
Li Aiguo was so frightened that he waved his hands repeatedly: "I can't come here, I'm too angry."
I've only given this stuff to others, but I haven't eaten it from anyone else.
"You really don't understand the true meaning of delicious food at all."
Zhang Gangzhu squatted back dejectedly, as if he had never met a close friend.
Li Aiguo:
(End of chapter)
