Siheyuan: Starting at 52, I, He Daqing, will not run away

After talking about Jia Zhang's story,

Master Yi Zhonghai picked up the teacup and took a sip.

"The third thing of today's meeting, Zhang Dameng, you come to the front of everyone and speak."

Yi Zhonghai said the first half of the sentence to everyone, and the second half to the direction with fewer people.

Then, He Daqing saw Zhang Dameng in the front yard leading two ragged children to the open space in the middle of the crowd.

On the left was a little girl of about three or four years old, and on the right was a little boy of about two or three years old.

The two children did not cry or make a fuss, but just looked at the people in the yard timidly, which made people feel distressed.

Zhang Dameng was a porter at the steel rolling mill and the last batch of residents to move into the courtyard of Nanluoguxiang. The house was located in the east wing of the front yard, and a family of six lived in one house.

There was an old mother in her sixties and three children. One of them was just a few days old and was still crying for food.

He had only moved to the courtyard for less than three months and was not very good at communicating, so he was not very familiar with the neighbors in the courtyard, and everyone had no impression of him on weekdays.

Anyway, in the memory left by his predecessor, every time Zhang Dameng's family held a meeting of the whole courtyard, Zhang Dameng would stand alone in the corner and didn't interact with everyone.

The second half of Uncle Yi Zhonghai's words instantly shattered the man's last line of defense, and he could no longer stop the tears in the corners of his eyes.

He cried bitterly:"Dear neighbors, please help me, my wife is bleeding heavily due to dystocia, and the family savings have been used up after the operation.

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"My wife has been in the hospital for a week and will have to stay in the hospital for another month or two. My family really has no money."

"The amount of relief funds applied by the union is not enough. Tomorrow, I have to pay for this week's hospitalization and medical expenses. I need 689,600 yuan to buy penicillin to save my life."

"Wow, our hometown is in Hebei. We fled to Sijiucheng at the beginning of this year. We don’t have any relatives or friends in Sijiucheng. There is really nothing we can do."

"I kneeled down to everyone……"

"Don't worry, I will pay you back immediately after I get paid, even if I have to sell everything I have.……"

"I beg all the neighbors to help us. I kowtow to you all.……"

"……"

It is said that men do not shed tears easily, only because they are not deeply saddened.

The sudden disaster and the pressure of life's reality completely broke the backbone of a man.

He Daqing was completely stunned when he saw the man crying not far away, pulling his two children, kneeling down in front of everyone in the open space, and kowtowing loudly.

Although in the memories left by his predecessor, such scenes were very common, and even completely commonplace before liberation.

But memory is memory.

When He Daqing really experienced all this personally, he knew what a shock it was.

"No, Da Meng, Da Meng, what are you doing? Get up, get up, get up quickly. Aren’t we all trying to help you?"

"Yes, Mengzi, the ground is cold, you should get up first, don't let the child get cold……"

"…………"

The first to react were the three uncles in charge who were closest to them. They stood up hurriedly, helped Zhang Dameng and the two children up from the ground, and kept comforting them.

Zhang Dameng's call for help made the people in the courtyard feel pity and sigh, but no one spoke first.

The second uncle Liu Zhonghai and the third uncle Yan Fugui, one supported Zhang Dameng and the other held the hand of Zhang Dameng's daughter.

The first uncle Yi Zhonghai held Zhang Dameng's two-and-a-half-year-old son, looked at the people in the courtyard and said,"Many people in our courtyard may not be familiar with Zhang Dameng's family."

"Let me introduce you to everyone. Zhang Dameng is a porter in our steel mill. He currently lives in the east wing of the front yard. He has just moved into our yard less than three months ago."

"I know that it is not easy for every household now, and life is tight. Moreover, most people have not received their wages yet, and now is also a difficult time."

"But every family will encounter difficulties sometimes. When one family is in trouble, all parties will support them. This is the rule of our hospital."

"Although Wang Rong's family has just moved to our courtyard, from now on they are our family members. We can't treat them as outsiders, so we have to lend a hand."

"How about this, as the eldest uncle in the courtyard, I will set an example for everyone. My family will contribute 100,000 yuan, and each household will contribute the rest. Let's help Zhang Dameng's family first to get through this difficult time."

"Zhang Dameng and I have already discussed that he will pay everyone 20,000 yuan every month after he gets his salary. No matter how much someone borrows, they will sign a written agreement and put their fingerprints on it. With the written agreement, they will definitely not default on their debts in the future (bacf)"

I have to say.

The current Yi Zhonghai has not evolved into Fu Jia Mo.

Although he is calculating in his daily work, as long as it does not involve his apprentice Jia Dongxu and his retirement issues, he is generally fair.

Anyway, no matter how much you do, no one will find fault with it.

After Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, he took out two fifty thousand yuan bills from his pocket and stuffed them into Zhang Dameng's hand.

Seeing this, Yan Fugui on the side hurriedly handed Zhang Dameng's daughter to him, sat back in his seat, and began to write the loan certificate. After writing it, he let Zhang Dameng take a look and then pressed his handprint.

"Our family will also contribute 100,000 yuan."

The eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai borrowed 100,000 yuan, and as the second uncle, Liu Haizhong naturally did not want to fall behind, and also took out two 50,000 yuan bills and gave them to Zhang Dameng.

Liu Haizhong did this for no other reason than to save face, and did not want to be inferior to Yi Zhonghai.

"My family... my family will offer 50,000, no, let's offer 80,000!"

To everyone's surprise, the stingy Third Uncle Yan Fugui actually offered 80,000, which shocked everyone in the courtyard.

"What are you looking at? Although my family is in financial difficulty, Zhang Dameng's family has always lived in our front yard. Now their family is really penniless and has nowhere else to go. As the manager of the front yard, can I really watch their family fall apart and die?"

"Besides, the money was lent to Zhang Dameng's family, and it's not like they won't pay it back, so of course we'll help as much as possible." (To read the novel, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Facing the shocked eyes of the crowd, Yan Fugui had no idea what they were thinking, and he said it confidently. After the three managers in the courtyard paid a total of 280,000 yuan, there was still a gap of about 400,000 yuan. On average, each household had to pay 20,000 yuan.

The residents hesitated when they thought about paying 20,000 yuan to help someone who had just moved into the compound.

Although 20,000 yuan is only equivalent to two yuan in 1955, it doesn't sound much, but it's actually not small. It can pay for half a year's electricity bill.

If it's converted into food, if you eat sparingly, it can almost provide a week's food for a family of three.[]

Most of the residents in the courtyard are ordinary workers. Their monthly salary is only 200,000 or 300,000 yuan, and they have to support a large family. Their life is extremely tight.

Everyone came from the war years of the Republic of China. What miserable things have they not encountered?

Although Zhang Dameng's family is poor, there are many poor families these days. Once they can't pay back the money, it will affect their lives and they may even go hungry. No matter how high the prestige of the three managers in the courtyard is, it is not higher than the interests in front of everyone.

It is said that they can pay back 20,000 yuan every month, but everyone is still worried about whether Zhang Dameng's family can pay it back after the money is lent out.

Thinking of this.

Everyone fell silent in an instant, and no one took the initiative to speak. Uncle Yi Zhonghai was not surprised to see this scene. With the lights turned on by several houses in the front yard, he looked in the crowd for a long time before he saw Sha Zhu standing behind the crowd, and shouted directly

"Zhuzi, you are the first person in our hospital among the younger generation to become a formal worker. You are considered a representative of the young people in our hospital. How about you set an example for everyone else?"

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