Siheyuan: Starting from the God-level Fitter
31 Wasn’t it a voluntary donation? Isn’t 1 cent money?

Ouyang Gou

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After making up his mind, Yan Bugui held the plate like a beggar. However, he didn't feel that way now.

He walked up to He Yuming and He Yuzhu, the two brothers.""Why don't you two donate some too?"

He Yuzhu glanced at He Yuming beside him.

The two of them reached into their pockets at the same time.

A bunch of colorful banknotes blinded Yan Bugui.

There were dozens of ten-dollar bills inside.

This was definitely intentional!

Then, he saw He Yuming looking through his pile of colorful banknotes for a long time. He looked at He Yuzhu beside him with a conflicted expression,""Brother, can you lend me a coin?"

Yan Bugui almost slipped and thought to himself, You have so many banknotes in your hands, but you have to ask about coins. What do you mean?

He Yuming and He Yuzhu had enough money to buy three Phoenix 18 bicycles.

Although the people around them were envious, they did not dare to rush up.

What a joke, who could beat that silly He Yuzhu?

That silly fellow was really hitting people.

It hurt like hell.

The kind that did not care about the consequences.

He Yuzhu rummaged through his pile of colorful banknotes for a long time, and finally found a coin. He handed it to He Yuming beside him.

Then, He Yuming took out the penny and placed it in Yan Bugui's bowl with a clang.

When the crisp sound rang out.

Yan Bugui felt like he was a beggar.

He suppressed his anger on his face.

He felt like he was about to explode.

However, Yan Bugui had always been tactful. Moreover, he had maintained a good impression in front of everyone for many years. He didn't want to let it all go to waste.

He forcefully endured it.

However, the coin that He Yuzhu gave He Yuming seemed to be the only coin in He Yuzhu's possession. He couldn't find a second coin even after flipping through it for a long time.

He stood up impatiently and stuffed the pile of colorful banknotes into He Yuming's arms, not caring that the banknotes were mixed with the banknotes in He Yuming's arms.

There were even a few bills that had been folded and fell to the ground. He Yuzhu stepped on them, but he did not seem to care.

In the end, He Yuming picked it up.

He Yuzhu began to flip through the bag.

He turned both of his pants over.

No, he didn't.

There were some colorful banknotes.

But there were no coins.

"What should we do?" He Yuzhu was in a difficult position.

Yan Bugui looked at the tens of ten-yuan notes in He Yuzhu's hands. His eyes were wide open as he drooled and said,""How about that?"

He was too embarrassed to say it directly.

An elder was holding a bowl in front of a junior. Furthermore, there was a conflict between them. How could Yan Bugui open his mouth?

Even the word 'money' was used to replace it.

However, it was Yan Bugui's vague "that" that reminded He Yuzhu,""Oh, right, I suddenly remembered.”

Yan Bugui's face was filled with excitement.

It seemed that He Yuzhu was not stupid at all. He even knew what he meant by "that".

He Yuzhu waved dozens of ten-yuan bills in front of Yan Bugui and stuffed them all into He Yuming's arms.

Then, he took off his shoes in front of Yan Bugui.

He Yuming hugged the pile of money and pretended to be frightened as he took a step back.

She turned around and went back to her room, slamming the door shut.

Yan Bugui's face was a little embarrassed.

He really wanted to vomit.

Damn it, this brat hasn't washed his feet for a year or two, right?

In fact, He Yuzhu loved cleanliness very much. In order to achieve today's effect, He Yuming pinched his nose and smeared stinky tofu in his socks for a long time.

The moment he took off his shoes, it was all him. White smoke!

The few people who were closer to He Yuzhu also retreated in fear.

What kind of joke was this?

This smell.

It stung his eyes.

However, He Yuzhu acted as if he couldn't smell it.

She took off her socks.

F * ck, it felt like a bomb had been placed in the courtyard house.

It was a gas bomb.

The few people standing beside He Yuzhu had already begun to roll their eyes.

Not to mention Yan Bugui.

If not for his strong willpower, he would have fainted.

Then, Yan Bugui saw He Yuzhu pull out a penny from his black socks.

It had a strange smell.

Clang.

The coin was placed in the basin.

Hearing that voice, everyone felt relieved.

Yan Bugui's hands trembled.

He wished he could throw the entire basin away.

Money was his favorite.

Now, it was contaminated with a strange smell.

First Uncle almost laughed out loud. How should he put it? He Yuzhu wasn't like this in the past.

Ever since He Yuming came back, their personalities had slowly become very similar.

Moreover, Yan Bugui's previous actions were indeed not right, so it was normal for He Yuzhu to take revenge.

It was in line with his personality.

Yan Bugui was a little crazy. He probably couldn't take He Yuming's poison gas bomb for a while,""He Yuzhu, you're going too far.”

"What's wrong?" He Yuzhu pretended to be innocent. Didn't I donate just now? Is there a fixed amount?"

The poorer people in the courtyard house changed their expressions when they heard the amount.

The deaf old lady walked over, leaning on her dragon-headed walking stick."Alright, don't make things difficult for Zhu Zi. He doesn't have much money.”

Yan Bugui didn't show it on his face, but he glared at He Yuzhu a few times.

Did he not have a lot of money?

The richest people in the entire courtyard house were the He brothers.

He stood up and went to collect the money from the others.

With He Yuming and He Yuzhu as role models, the others followed suit.

First Uncle suddenly felt his face hurt.

Why did he give 20?

Wouldn't it smell good to him if he used it to buy meat?

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