Siheyuan: Damao carried me back from under the bridge

The Jia family went to help with the funeral arrangements, but the Jia family didn't care about the food and even complained about poverty.

Qin Huairu found Yi Zhonghai with a big belly and wanted to borrow some from Yi Zhonghai.

Of course, I also looked for He Yuzhu, but He Yuzhu was not at home.

Yi Zhonghai, don't look at how he usually treats you hypocritically.

If you really ask him to borrow money, he won't necessarily lend it to you.

Of course.

It also depends on who borrows it.

If He Yuzhu goes to borrow it, he will definitely be able to borrow it because he can pay it back.

But when Qin Huairu went to borrow it, Yi Zhonghai was unwilling.

The only man in the family who can earn money is dead. If you lend money to Qin Huairu, what will she pay back in the future?

Looking at the pitiful Qin Huairu, Yi Zhonghai didn't refuse.

He thought of a brilliant idea.

Fundraising.

Organize people in the courtyard to donate money to the Jia family.

But when it comes to donating money, he can propose it, but he can't make the final decision.

It takes two people who support him to be the first to come forward and donate money, in order to motivate everyone to donate money.

The first person that came to Yi Zhonghai's mind was He Yuzhu.

In Yi Zhonghai's eyes, as long as He Yuzhu is used well, he can work for himself.

A very stupid person.

But he was so stupid that Yi Zhonghai liked him very much.

There are people you like, and naturally there are people you hate. Yi Zhonghai especially hates Xu Damao.

He doesn't know how to praise, and always goes against him. He used He Yuzhu to beat this kid several times, but it didn't work.

Yi Zhonghai originally planned to organize donations in the evening, but he could not wait for He Yuzhu.

"Where did He Yuzhu go? He's not back so late?" Yi Zhonghai stood in Jia's house and began to complain.

"Master, why don't we organize people first! We can't stop donating just because He Yuzhu doesn't come back, can we?" At this moment, Jia Zhang also recovered a little from the pain of losing her son.

Now is not the time to be sad. Her son is dead, Qin Huairu is still pregnant, and now the whole family is pointing at her.

If she hadn't been stronger, the whole family would have starved to death.

Now that there is an opportunity to make money, Jia Zhang cannot miss it.

"There is no problem with the organization. Without He Yuzhu taking the lead, the effect of donations would definitely not be particularly good."

"He Yuzhu has a very good relationship with Jia Dongxu. If he were here, he would definitely be the first to take out the money when making donations, and there would definitely be no less."

"At that time, I will talk to He Yuzhu and ask him to donate ten yuan directly."

"With this ten yuan to start, people will donate. If it's less than one yuan, I probably won't be able to use it."

"If He Yuzhu is not here, and he does not take the lead, then when everyone is fully organized, it will not be of much use to your family if you all just donate [-] cents."

Yi Zhonghai analyzed the matter very thoroughly.

Jia Zhang also felt that what Yi Zhonghai said made sense.

That fool, Silly Zhu, listens to the big man’s words. When the time comes, he won’t be able to donate as much as the big man asks him to.

Then the first uncle started waiting for He Yuzhu to come back at Jia's house.

Qin Huairu, Jia Zhang and Yi Zhonghai were all looking at each other eagerly. Finally, it was around seven o'clock before He Yuzhu walked into the courtyard slowly humming an unknown tune.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Yi Zhonghai immediately stood at the door of Jia's house and shouted: "Zhuzhu, come here."

Hearing Yi Zhonghai calling him, He Yuzhu turned his head and glanced.

To go or not to go?

He Yuzhu even guessed what they were going to do.

Borrow money?

Or donate money?

He Yuzhu recalled what happened that year.

It was a long time ago, and it was a little blurry for a while, but if I recalled it carefully, I quickly remembered it.

When Jia Dongxu's body was brought back, he never left Jia's house for a moment.

He has been helping Jia's family.

He even took the initiative to use his own food to help the Jia family cook and entertain the neighbors who came to help deal with Jia Dongxu's funeral affairs.

In the evening, when everyone was getting off work, he discussed with the first uncle how to help the Jia family.

oh! What comes to mind is donations.

The corners of He Yuzhu's mouth raised slightly, and he immediately had an idea in his mind.

Quickly walking into Jia's house, Jia Zhang's voice of dissatisfaction was heard before she entered the door: "Silly Zhu, where have you been this afternoon? Dongxu had an accident, and you didn't come to help? We still haven't come to help until now. Didn’t have dinner..."

It’s true that I didn’t eat dinner, I wasn’t in the mood to do anything, and I felt sad.

But you didn't have dinner, what do you care about me?

What do you mean by asking me to cook?

Really are...

Yi Zhonghai suppressed the dissatisfied Jia Zhang with his hand. This woman was very stupid. She still complained about Silly Zhu at this time without looking at the seriousness of the matter.

After Jia Zhang shut up, Yi Zhonghai looked at He Yuzhu with a serious expression: "Zhuzhu, it's more difficult now that something like this happened to the Jia family. I'm thinking that before Dongxu is buried, everyone's sympathy will still be there." At this time, we are organizing a wave of donations to the Jia family."

He Yuzhu knew that even if he was not at Jia's house in the afternoon to help change the direction of some things, donations would still come up in the evening, so he had no objection and just made donations. He wouldn't donate anyway.

However, He Yuzhu would not reveal whether he would donate or not: "Donating is good! If one person is in trouble, the four parties will support him! We are all revolutionary comrades, so we should help each other."

Hearing He Yuzhu's answer, Yi Zhonghai nodded with satisfaction: "I will organize people first. When it comes to donating money, you start first and try to donate as much as possible. Do you understand what I mean?"

Seeing Yi Zhonghai's hypocritical expression, He Yuzhu felt extremely sick at this moment.

The money was donated by others, and in the end it was you, Yi Zhonghai, who became the good person.

Do you still think he is the same as before?

He Yuzhu suddenly remembered an idea to trick Zhonghai.

"I understand, I understand... just donate more! It's simple..."

He Yuzhu said calmly that he understood.

At this time, Mrs. Jia Zhang came out and interjected: "Silly Zhu, how much do you plan to donate?"

Those who knew Jia Zhang's current expression was asking He Yuzhu to donate money, but those who didn't know thought it was asking for a debt!

He Yuzhu thought for a while and stretched out a finger.

"ten?"

"What's ten? Considering the relationship between me and Dongxu, it's still a hundred no matter what."

Hearing He Yuzhu say one hundred, Yi Zhonghai's eyes shrank and he looked at He Yuzhu in disbelief.

Damn you! You already got one hundred, what do you want me to do?

One hundred in the [-]s was three months' salary for an ordinary worker.

It was worth several times more than the current ten thousand yuan.

As the eldest man in the courtyard, He Yuzhu gets one hundred yuan and he gets ten yuan. Is this appropriate? No, this fool must change his mind: "Zhuzi, that's about right. One hundred is too much."

When Jia Zhang heard that Yi Zhonghai said too much, she quickly came out to stop Yi Zhonghai: "Not much, not much, not much at all. Silly Zhu is just different. Auntie's love for you is not in vain."

Mrs. Jia Zhang, whose son had just died, even had a smile on her excited face.

"Actually, I think it's too little. I still have three hundred at home, so I'll donate three hundred! Anyway, I'm keeping it, so I might as well donate it to Aunt Jia."

"Okay...three hundred, okay, Sir, look at this idiot's consciousness."

Mrs. Jia Zhang couldn't help but laughed out loud.

Even Qin Huairu, who was extremely sad, suddenly felt so happy.