Qin Huairu blamed herself for breaking the bicycle, but she felt slightly better after being comforted by Li Huaimin.
When she heard that Li Huaimin still wanted to find someone to help her with the housework, Qin Huairu immediately shook her head like a drum."Brother Huaimin, I'm fine. When I was at home, I was more seriously injured than this. I did all the work.”
Li Huaimin pinched her face and said dotingly,""As you said, that was in the past. I don't care about what happened in the past. Now that you're my wife, you have to listen to me in the future.”
"Look, your medicine has been soaked in water. Come over and sit down. I'll apply it again for you.”
Li Huaimin didn't say anything and pulled Qin Huairu to sit on a stool.
Although this was a little overbearing, Qin Huiru liked it very much and felt very blissful.
Li Huaimin took out the red medicine and lifted Qin Huairu's hand with one hand. With the other hand, he used a pair of tweezers to pick up cotton and dipped it in the medicine before gently applying it. At this moment, a bell suddenly rang outside, and Yi Zhonghai's voice was heard shouting,""Meeting, meeting. Everyone, put down what you're doing and gather at the middle court immediately.”
Qin Huairu was enjoying the warmth of her man applying medicine on her wound. When she heard this voice that ruined the atmosphere, she immediately felt a little unhappy."Why does Yi Zhonghai like meetings so much? It's only been a few days since the last meeting.”
Li Huaimin laughed disdainfully." You'll know in the future. This entire assembly is actually Yi Zhonghai's weapon. But when the official election for the position of the master comes, I'll fight with him for the position of the master."”
Li Huaimin helped Qin Huairu apply the red potion unhurriedly. At this time, two to three minutes had already passed.
After letting Qin Huairu rest at home, Li Huaimin took a stool and went out to attend the meeting alone.
The people in the courtyard gradually gathered. Some people complained that Yi Zhonghai had too many meetings. After work, everyone wanted to rest for a while. No one was happy to be called out for a meeting just as they were about to eat.
"Old Li, this way."
Li Huaimin had just walked out of the door when he heard Yan Bugui waving at him.
Li Huaimin walked over and sat down beside Yan Bugui. Yan Bugui immediately leaned into his ear and said,""Old Li, do you know why we're having a meeting today? I heard from Chunmei that when Old Yi's wife was washing clothes today, she said that your family had the money to buy a bicycle but didn't know how to help the poor. At that time, she was scolded by Jia Zhangshi until she was too ashamed to face anyone. Today's meeting is probably because of this matter.”
Yan Bugui was a math teacher, so his language skills were average, but Li Huaimin still understood the main point of his words.
It seemed that tonight's meeting was for the rich in the courtyard to help the poor.
Of course, there was also a more direct way, which was to let the rich, which was himself, donate to the poor.
At this time, Yi Zhonghai saw that almost everyone had arrived and said,""Neighbors, we have gathered everyone for this meeting today to discuss a single topic. That is, the life of Big Sister Ma in our backyard is too difficult.”
"Sister Ma's husband has passed away for several years. She took care of three children who were less than ten years old. Although she had a job, she still had to take care of the children, so she didn't have time to raise her grade.”
"According to the minimum living expenses of 5 yuan per person per month, 18 yuan for Sister Ma's family of four is simply not enough, so I gathered everyone today to discuss how we can help Sister Ma.”
At this time, the two long stools were not yet available in the conference. Yi Zhonghai asked Sister Ma to stand up. She looked really pitiful with her sallow and emaciated skin covered in patches.
When Liu Haizhong saw that the person Yi Zhonghai wanted to help was Sister Ma, his face turned black on the spot."Old Yi, don't you think your hands are a little too long? You're from the Intermediate People's Court, so why don't you manage your own matters?”
Liu Haizhong was also a person with a strong addiction to official positions. Even if he had not been elected as a boss yet, he had already dealt with several disputes in the backyard.
This time, seeing Yi Zhonghai solve the problem for the people in the backyard without greeting him, Liu Haizhong felt that he had been neglected.
Yi Zhonghai didn't think much of this dumb Level 6 blacksmith.
Hearing this, he narrowed his eyes and said," Old Liu, you're treating me like an outsider. I'm the temporary master of our courtyard. I have the right and obligation to manage everyone's affairs in our courtyard. Moreover, you said that Sister Ma is someone from your backyard. Have you solved her family's difficulties? You haven't solved it yet, but you don't allow me to solve it. I really don't understand what kind of mentality you have.”
"I…"
Liu Haizhong was indeed a little stupid. He could not say anything after being rebuked by Yi Zhonghai.
Yi Zhonghai was very proud of this. Other than Li Huaimin, no one else in the courtyard was his match.
His target this time was indeed Li Huaimin. Seeing that Liu Haizhong didn't say anything, he turned to Li Huaimin and said,""Li Huaimin, you're a level eight fitter with a monthly salary of 99 yuan. With all kinds of subsidies, you'll earn more than 100 yuan a month. You're the richest person in our hospital, so why don't you take out 10 yuan a month to help Big Sister Ma?”
When Yi Zhonghai said this, someone immediately echoed.
"Old Yi is right, Li Huaimin's family is so rich, it's reasonable for him to take out ten yuan every month to help Big Sister Ma.”
"I can even afford three turns and one ring. If you ask me, helping others is much nobler than buying these things.”
There were not many people who had such discussions, but there were more than one or two.
When Yi Zhonghai heard these like-minded voices, a smile appeared on his face as if his scheme had succeeded. Today, he used helping others as an excuse to stand on the moral high ground. Even Jia Dongxu and Yan Jiecheng, his two disciples, did not know how to speak up for their master.
Although he only asked Li Huaimin to donate ten yuan, as long as Li Huaimin donated this time, would Li Huaimin donate the next time he donated to the other poor families in the courtyard? There were a few poor families in the courtyard, and each of them had to pay fifty to sixty yuan. That was Li Huaimin's salary for half a month.
Li Huaimin smiled. He knew that Yi Zhonghai was up to no good.
He could even afford to donate 100 or 1,000 yuan, let alone 10 yuan a month. Jia Dongxu and Yan Jiecheng could bring him at least 6,000 yuan a month, so this little donation was nothing to him.
But this time, it was not about the donation, but Yi Zhonghai's moral kidnapping.
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