Amidst the laughter, Yi Zhonghai's face darkened.
Seeing that Liu Haizhong couldn't control the situation, he could only stand up and said: "Everyone, the explosion in Jia's house is a human tragedy. Now the whole family has no place to live. It is really pitiful."
"As neighbors, we should lend a helping hand in time to help them."
"Well, considering that life is not easy for everyone."
“Each household only needs to donate ten yuan and that’s it.”
"Ten dollars!"
"Ten dollars."
"Ten dollars?"
The faces of the residents were ugly.
Li Aiguo had known that the Jia family was going to open his mouth this time, so he couldn't help but take a breath.
For example, the Xiaozhan rice he got from Jincheng only cost 14.6 cents per catty.
Ten yuan can buy 68 kilograms of Xiaozhan rice, and you can still have a few cents left over to buy a red-headed rope for the children.
Did you donate so much to the Jia family the last few times?
The last few times I made donations, Li’s father was still there, and they were all meetings attended by Li’s father on behalf of the Li family.
Li Aiguo grabbed a handful of melon seeds from his newspaper pocket, walked over to He Yuyu and Aunt Liu, and sat down.
"Auntie, rainwater, come here, smell the fragrance in your mouth."
"Thank you, Brother Patriot." He Yuyu's eyes turned into crescent moons.
"Good boy." The wrinkles on Aunt Liu's face straightened out.
Xu Damao: "."
Looking at only half of the melon seeds left, he felt like crying.
Those are his melon seeds. Even if you want to catch them, Li Aiguo, you should catch them less.
The palm is as big as a cattail leaf fan.
My father-in-law taught him that we must unite the masses and Damao will not be angry or angry.
…
Li Aiguo looked at the righteous Yi Zhonghai and asked Aunt Liu in a low voice: "Auntie, do you make such a big deal every time you donate?"
Aunt Liu sighed, and seeing that Li Aiguo couldn't figure out the situation, she explained: "In our courtyard, we have donated money to the Jia family twice before."
"The first time was when Lao Jia, Jia Dongxu's father, was run over by a steel rolling mill and injured."
"At that time, there was no public-private partnership in the steel rolling mill. Lou Zhenhua, the owner of the steel rolling mill, sent the Jia family away with only a little money."
"So the compound donated money to Lao Jia, but Lao Jia's life was not saved."
"The second time was to bury Lao Jia."
"Jia Zhang said that all her money was spent and she didn't even have money to bury the person, so she donated money again."
"Both times, I donated five yuan. In the past few years, I used old coins, which was 50,000 old coins."
Li Aiguo said: "Five yuan is really a lot. Can the residents agree?"
Aunt Liu sighed: "Hey, everyone else has donated, but if I don't donate, that's not the case."
"Has everyone else donated?" Li Aiguo was confused.
Are all people in this era so generous?
"You'll understand later." Aunt Liu didn't seem to be able to explain clearly.
"Okay, let's wait and see."
Li Aiguo turned around and sat back next to Xu Damao, reaching out to grab the newspaper in his pocket.
Xu Damao: "."
In the middle of the crowd.
Yi Zhonghai has finished the publicity work.
He said loudly: "That's what it is. When one party is in trouble, there is support from all sides. I hope everyone can carry forward their style and donate enthusiastically. The minimum is ten yuan and there is no upper limit."
Life is difficult for everyone in this era, and they often can't even afford black corn.
We all live on penny by penny, and if we lose a penny, our family will feel sad.
What's more, it was ten dollars, and no one answered the call.
Seeing that everyone was sitting still, Yi Zhonghai turned to look at Liu Haizhong: "Second uncle, have several families already donated money in the afternoon?"
"Yeah yeah."
Liu Haizhong quickly shook the box, and there was a whirring sound inside. It sounded like there was a lot of money in it.
"A total of five families donated money, and one family donated 15 yuan. I have written down the names and sent them to the subdistrict office at the end of the year, so that the leaders of the subdistrict office can praise these residents."
Yi Zhonghai nodded with satisfaction, pinched his waist and said loudly: "Everyone has seen it, there are still activists in our compound, I hope you will not fall behind."
He took out three five-dollar bills from his pocket, waved them twice in the air, and then stuffed them into the cardboard box until the residents could see them clearly.
[Big Black Ten has been issued since 1957, which means it will not be seen until next year. The current maximum face value is five yuan. 】
"As the oldest man in the compound, I donated fifteen yuan in the hope that the Jia family can get through this disaster as soon as possible."
Yi Zhonghai's voice is sonorous and powerful, and when paired with that majestic face, he is like a moral model in the courtyard.
Not willing to lag behind, Liu Haizhong took out two five-dollar bills from his pocket and stuffed them into the cardboard box.
"As the second uncle in the compound, I have to learn from the first uncle. I can't just watch the Jia family have no place to live."
At this time, some people in the crowd started to applaud, and everyone was moved by the high integrity of the two stewards.
Jia Zhang took Jia Dongxu and Qin Huairu to the middle of the crowd and bowed to the first and second uncles.
"Thank you, uncles. You are all good people and the saviors of our Jia family."
Qin Huairu rolled her eyes, wiped her tears, and turned to face the residents: "Everyone, uncles and aunts, our Jia family will write down the name list and the amount of the donation this time. One day, Our Jia family has turned around again, and we will definitely pay back the money as soon as possible!"
A set of combo punches ended perfectly.
Everyone has a herd mentality.
They were originally unwilling to donate money to the Jia family. Seeing that someone had donated money in advance, if they did not donate, they would be afraid that others would think they were backward in thinking.
besides.
Qin Huairu's last bad check was a reassurance for the residents.
The money donated can be recovered later, so what are you afraid of!
Xu Damao, who wanted to unite the masses, was the first to stand up, took out fifteen yuan in change from his pocket, and held it high in his hand.
"Second uncle, on behalf of the Xu family, I, Xu Damao, will donate fifteen yuan."
He saw Jia Dongxu's sullen face, his old habit recurred, and he said in a strange and sinister manner: "Jia Dongxu, I am not a gangster, so don't be afraid."
Jia Dongxu screamed in anger and waved his fist in the air, meaning he wanted Xu Damao to look good.
"Dongxu, what are you doing!" Jia Zhang reached out and grabbed Jia Dongxu.
Now that Xu Damao wants to make a donation, you must not make him angry.
If he wanted to take revenge, he would have to wait until he put the money in the donation box.
The second uncle became a little anxious when he saw Xu Damao holding the money and showing it off without throwing it in.
He reached out and grabbed the money and put it into the box.
"Da Mao, thank you for your love!"
Seeing Xu Damao's money go into his pocket, Jia Dongxu breathed a sigh of relief, spat at Xu Damao, and turned his attention to Li Aiguo.
"Li Aiguo, you are a train driver and earn more than one hundred yuan a month for your whole family. Do you want to donate thirty or fifty yuan?"
"Now everyone is watching. You extorted ten yuan from my family last time, so you just took this opportunity to pay it back."
"Do you guys think so?"
Asking for votes...asking for votes...rolling 360 degrees asking for votes
(End of chapter)
