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Looking at Jia Zhang-shi rolling on the ground in "pain", no one felt anything!

This was not the first time Jia Zhangshi had done this.

" Everyone has seen it for themselves. With the Jia Zhang Group's situation, they can't work at all. Qin Huairu is pregnant, and Jia Dongxu is still lying in the hospital. As the First Master, I should take the lead. I'll donate…"

"Wait!"

Aunt Yi was familiar with the way she took painkillers and fed them to Jia Zhangshi. Jia Zhangshi was "much" better.

Once again, Grandpa One launched a sensational attack. It had to be said that it was indeed effective. To be honest, if it were not for Jia Dongxu's family, Chen Ze would have donated money. As long as they were grateful, it would be fine.

"Master Yi, that's not how it works. You have to look at the situation when donating money. If you really have no choice, then we will definitely help our neighbors!”

Grandpa One smiled kindly and nodded repeatedly."Yes, Chen Ze is right. We are all neighbors. We must help what we need to help!”

But he probably hadn't studied Chinese before, so there must be a " but " behind his words.

"But Jia Dongxu's family isn't really in a desperate situation!”

Everyone glanced at the Jia Zhang family. To be honest, they really couldn't figure out why the Jia Zhang family wasn't at a dead end.

"I feel that what is called having no way out? That is when the family has sold everything they can and exchanged everything they can. That is what is called having no way out. I'm not saying that the Jia family is bad, but outsiders don't know, but don't the people in our courtyard know? I just bought a gold ring some time ago and wanted to marry a wife. Good heavens, it's similar to yours. It cost me 800 yuan. If my mother finds out, she'll beat me up!”

Chen Ze wanted to be the villain. The Jia family could not be rich. If they were rich, they would not hate Chen Ze.

"You…"

Jia Zhangshi stared at Chen Ze incredulously, and Xu Damao added,""That's right. You still have a gold ring hidden in your house. Why do you still need us to donate?”

"That's right…gold rings can be sold for hundreds of yuan?”

"Damn, it's a few hundred yuan and you still want us to donate?”

"The donation last time was unnecessary!"

"Master Yi, you're not being kind. Their family still has a surplus, but our family has nothing. Let alone a gold ring, our entire family can't even gather a single silver dollar. Why don't you donate to our family?”

"Exactly!"

At this moment, the resentment of the people spread out.

Jia Zhangshi and Grandpa One panicked.

Second Uncle was delighted. He had learned to be smart. He had long seen that Chen Ze was not on good terms with the Jia family, so he did not want to get involved in this matter.

If he wanted to donate money, he could just grit his teeth and donate eight or ten yuan. It would be considered as giving Second Uncle his all. However, if he could not donate, who would be willing to spend money for no reason?

Moreover, he was also clear about the Jia Zhangshi family. A family of ingrates. It was impossible to expect them to remember your good deeds.

When Jia Zhang-shi saw that she had been exposed, she immediately began to throw a tantrum!

"I can't sell it, I can't sell it. That's the only thing Old Merchant left for me. I can't sell it!”

This directly brought up the dead Old Merchant, but no one bought it at all.

"I didn't see you feel so sorry for Uncle Jia when he was around." Besides, didn't Uncle Jia leave you his son? Could it be that the gold ring was not as important as his son?”

Whoosh!

The group of people looked at Chen Ze in surprise. This knife had stabbed Jia Zhangshi's lung artery.

Jia Zhang-shi choked and couldn't breathe.

Grandpa Xu almost applauded. He hated donations. After all, his family's conditions were so poor, and he still had to donate to the Jia Zhang family. Moreover, based on the current situation, he estimated that he would have to donate every month.

What kind of joke was this? Which family didn't lack money? Why would they have to donate to others?

"I…I…Aiyo, I don't want to live anymore. Old Merchant, come and take a look. Someone is bullying me.”

"Our Jia Dongxu went to work fine, but in the end, he became a cripple!”

"I'm an old woman who doesn't have the ability, and I'm still being bullied by so many people!”

"Old Merchant, why did you leave so early, leaving me alone…"

"Aiya…"

Jia Zhang-shi immediately threw a tantrum. She didn't have the ability to continue chatting, so she directly threw a tantrum. Everyone rolled their eyes.

Some people slapped their clothes and stood up."Grandpa One, our family is also in a difficult situation. Forget about the donation. He still has a gold ring at home. Our family can't afford anything with gold. Forget about the donation. The donation last month is a little token of our appreciation to Jia Dongxu.”

With that, she left. Jia Zhang-shi lay on the ground and cried bitterly, but no one sympathized with her.

"Uncle Wang, you're wrong. Not only does he have a gold ring, but he also has a sewing machine. Good heavens, that's more expensive than my bicycle!”

Chen Ze smiled and turned around to go home. Everyone was enlightened once again.

That's right, Jia Zhangshi's family not only had a gold ring, but also a sewing machine!

That thing was even more expensive than a bicycle. Back then, when sewing machines were brought into their homes, how many people envied Qin Huiru!

The sewing machine was the last straw that broke the camel's back. The electrical appliances of this era were not on the same level as the electrical appliances of the future. The sewing machine now cost more than 100 yuan per piece and could even be one of the three most important items in a wedding. Every woman dreamed of having a sewing machine of her own.

Although sewing machines were not as expensive as gold rings, in the hearts of many families, sewing machines were far more practical than gold rings. After all, in this era where cloth tickets were scarce, sewing clothes was very normal.

Three years for new clothes, three years for old clothes, three years for mending clothes, and three years for making small clothes. It was normal for a piece of clothing to be more than ten years old.

Jia Zhang-shi watched everyone leave. She wanted to stop them, but what reason could she use?

After wailing twice, Second Uncle slammed the table and stood up."Why are you walking so fast? Move the table back. Who are you!”

After saying this, Second Uncle also stood up and left. Uncle Xu happily poured all the peanuts on the table from home and then helped to put away the benches and other things.

Peanuts were precious these days because most of them were sold for foreign exchange.

Therefore, peanut oil was actually more expensive than vegetable oil.

In the end, only Grandpa Yi and Jia Zhangshi were left in the courtyard.

"Get up. If you really can't do it, sell the ring!”

"I can't sell it!"

Jia Zhang-shi's emotions exploded!

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