"Jia Zhang-shi, don't spout sh * t. If you want to talk nonsense, go back to your house and say it. If you dare to say another word in front of my house, I'll pull out your teeth.”
A middle-aged woman came out of the house. No one would be happy to be scolded by someone at the door so early in the morning.
"What are you still standing there for? Go to your work.”
An auntie was also unwilling to let an old man take care of this matter. There was a lot of gossip in front of a widow. If there were such rumors every day, who could live a good life?
First Uncle quickly put on his clothes and left without looking back.
"What are you doing? First Uncle is going to arrange for the entire hospital to donate to our family.”
Qin Huairu stomped her foot in anger and went home, twisting her tiny waist.
What the hell?
It wasn't a broken shoe, it was a donation!
"He's a big boss…"
When Jia Zhang-shi heard this, she was no longer tired. She quickly ran to the door. No matter what, she had to pull the First Uncle back today.
There are so many people in the courtyard. Even if each person donated one yuan, it would be more than two hundred yuan. It can alleviate the situation at home. One yuan is not a lot. These people have it. If they don't donate to me, I'll scold them to death.
The First Uncle had already reached the door, but Jia Zhangshi refused to let go. The First Uncle could not argue with Jia Zhangshi at the door. After all, Jia Zhangshi was also a widow.
Helpless, he could only return to the hospital to organize this donation event.
There was going to be a big meeting in the courtyard early in the morning. There had never been such a thing in the past. When everyone heard that it was to donate money to Qin Huairu's family, they all started to back out.
How much had He Yuzhu helped their family over the years? But what could he do in the end? Wasn't it all because of Jia Zhangshi's scolding? Moreover, the stick was scalded in his own house, and that was also He Yuzhu's fault. He really didn't know what kind of people this family was. Why would they still donate to them?
Donate my ass.
"That's the situation. We're all living in the same courtyard. The higher-ups want us to be united, so I'll take the lead to donate five yuan.”
First Uncle knew that since he had started this matter, bleeding was inevitable.
His monthly salary of ninety-nine yuan was one of the highest in the entire steel mill, so it was not difficult for him to earn five yuan.
The others did not look too good. Firstly, they were not willing to donate, and secondly, they were indeed short of money. In this era, who had extra money? Other than the First and Second Grandmasters, only He Yuzhu and Xu Damao had some money. The others ate noodles every day, and they still had money to donate?
Two minutes passed…
The people in the courtyard looked coldly at First Uncle. No one had any intention of paying. If it was only five yuan, then Qin Huairu's family would be a laughing stock in the future.
"Old Liu…Old Yan…"
Helpless, First Uncle could only start taking attendance.
There are two other elders in the courtyard besides him. It's understandable that the others don't donate, but the two of you can't be standing here too!
To be honest, Second Uncle and Third Uncle really didn't want to donate.
Especially Third Uncle.
Second Uncle earned more than 70 yuan a month, so it didn't matter how many yuan he took out. Third Uncle only had 27 yuan a month, and he had to take care of the whole family's food and drink. Where would he have spare money to donate?
"Then I'll donate five yuan too."
The Second Uncle had always been an official fan and had always wanted to maintain his prestige in the courtyard. Therefore, when he saw the First Uncle donate five yuan, he could only donate five yuan helplessly. However, he did not take it out and had to see the situation of the others.
"Old Yan?"
Although First Uncle wanted to force him to donate, at least someone had taken out five yuan. This was much better than no one taking out any money. Now, it was up to Third Uncle.
As long as Third Master could take the lead, the remaining people in the courtyard would feel embarrassed not to donate. Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi also had smiles on their faces.
If he donated 200 yuan at once, wouldn't his family be rich? The stick was scalded for a while. Maybe it was a good thing, Jia Zhangshi thought happily.
Random mission…
Destruction of the courtyard house for donations.
[Reward: Divine Skill: Golden Eyes]
He Yuzhu wanted to stay in the house and watch the show, but after hearing this voice, she couldn't.
One had to have golden pupils to sell antiques. He Yuzhu was also a master of online literature in the 21st century, so he naturally knew how awesome this thing was. As long as he took a glance, he would immediately know if this thing was worth anything.
Seeing that the donation was about to begin, He Yuzhu had to do something now.
Fortunately, it was not too late.
He Yuzhu looked outside. Third Uncle was very reluctant to pay, but he would never donate five yuan.
At this time, the person who wanted to ruin the donation the most was probably Third Uncle, who was paying.
Third Master had gone out for a stroll. If he didn't pick up anything, it would mean that he had lost money. How could such a person be willing to donate money to Qin Huairu?
"Third Uncle, please wait a moment. Can you allow me to say a few words?”
The Third Uncle took out the money very slowly, but his brain worked very quickly. He wanted to see how he could get away with it. Even if he didn't take five yuan like the First Uncle and Second Uncle, he would at least take out two yuan. Let alone two yuan, the Third Uncle was not even willing to pay twenty cents.
"Isn't this Director He? Director He had something to say? Then I'll wait for a while."
Third Uncle was also a shrewd person. When he saw that He Yuzhu was about to stand up, he knew that He Yuzhu was not in a good mood with her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law yesterday. He definitely did not have anything good to say. Perhaps he could save the money.
When Third Uncle said the words " Director He," the people in the courtyard came to a sudden realization. He was no longer Silly Zhu. He was a middle-level cadre of our steel mill. He could be considered a number one figure. In fact, he had more prestige than First Uncle.
At least when the factory held a team meeting, no matter how skilled First Master was, he could only occasionally have the opportunity to attend, and it had to involve his skills.
However, He Yuzhu was different. He was a middle-level leader of the factory. He was indispensable to everything. It seemed that the direction of the courtyard would change in the future.
"Silly Zhu, what are you trying to say? You're earning more than 60 yuan a month now. Don't you know how to manage our family? What's the use of keeping that money?"
He Yuzhu didn't say anything, but the god-like assistant Jia Zhangshi immediately stood up.
He Yuzhu saw that the mission was already thirty percent complete. This Jia Zhangshi was really awesome…
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