Siheyuan: The Final Winner

He Yuzhu never thought of it.

I inserted a sentence, which caused joint criticism and warnings from several uncles.

Although he was aggrieved, he didn't dare to say anything.

At the same time, he also felt Jiang Ping'an's influence in the courtyard more deeply.

Just because of Jiang Ping'an's words, the elders stopped talking about business, and all helped Jiang Ping'an criticize him.

He Yuzhu has a hot temper and is angry in his heart, but he dare not show it.

It's not that he's afraid of the uncles, but Jiang Ping'an.

This kid likes to hold on to one thing the most.

If he dared to show a little bit of dissatisfaction, I'm afraid he would not only receive a few criticisms today.

He gritted his teeth, pulled an ugly smile from the corner of his mouth, and argued:

"Aren't I also caring about my neighbors and uniting with the masses? I don't have any bad intentions."

"Well, since Director Jiang and the other uncles have said so, I will stay away from Sister Qin from now on, right? This is the head office?"

Jiang Pingan nodded in satisfaction, smiled and said:

"You don't need to promise anything, we will only look at your actual performance."

"Okay, that's all for now. Now let's talk about Jia Dongxu's memorial service."

After a pause, he pondered: "These years have been bad, and the Jia family has no savings, so they can't do anything big."

"How about this, every household in our courtyard will cook a few sweet potatoes and bring them over to sit and sit down in the evening."

"I don't care about what to eat, just take it as a wish from us, how about sending Jia Dongxu off for the last time?"

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Isn't this too simple? Can't you be a little more respectable?"

"No, this is not the time to put on a show." Jiang Pingan shook his head.

"We not only want the leaders to see that the people in our courtyard are united, but also let the leaders see the hardships of Jia's family."

"Of course, if Uncle Yi really wants to help the Jia family wholeheartedly, that's easy."

"You can take some money tickets or food and give it to the second uncle, and he will pass it to Jia's family."

"Also, helping the Jia family is entirely voluntary, and there is no need to donate money at meetings."

"These days, everyone's life is hard. They don't have enough to eat, so they can't force others to make things difficult for them."

Liu Haizhong nodded and said: "That's the case, I also think it's a very bad phenomenon to donate money every now and then."

"That's right, Lao Yi, you want to help Jia's family, we have no objection, and we will help you pass it on." Yan Bugui said.

"But you can't pull us in easily, especially my family, whose income is not as much as Jia's!"

Yi Zhonghai also instantly felt the same aggrievedness from He Yuzhu.

After he found out that he lost his status as a master, many things were inconvenient for him to do.

Without an identity, he has no right to explain, and he has no way of kidnapping others morally.

"Okay, then Zhuzi and I donate some money and food to Jia's family!"

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said, no longer reluctant.

Jiang Ping'an said: "You can donate money and goods, but you must be handed over by the three uncles."

"It's still the same sentence, there are many gossips in front of the widow's door, and the three uncles can prevent others from saying anything."

Yan Bugui happily said: "Yes, give me all the money and food, and I will be in charge of connecting with Jia's family."

Yi Zhonghai and He Yuzhu looked at each other, feeling the depression in each other's eyes.

...

"Listen up, before five o'clock in the afternoon..." Liu Haizhong stood in the courtyard and shouted.

"Every household, each person cooks a sweet potato, and potatoes are also available, and bring them to the middle courtyard for a feast."

"If there are tables and benches at home, they all move them over and put them on. Don't make any noise, just calm down."

"..."

At the gate of Jia's house, Yan Bugui held fifteen yuan and ten catties of stick noodles and handed them to Jia Zhang.

"This is Lao Yi and Sha Zhu helping your family, and I will pass it on to you." Yan Bugui said with a smile.

Jia Zhang wondered: "Didn't we reject them in the morning? Why do you want to help us?"

Yan Bugui muttered: "Old Yi, maybe because Jia Dongxu is his apprentice, he helped you!"

"As for Shazhu, as long as you are not blind, you can tell what this kid is thinking."

"But don't worry, my uncle and I have already criticized him, so let him stay away from you in the future."

Jiazhang was naturally happy to take advantage of the advantage. He cheerfully took the money and stick noodles, raised his chin and asked:

"The uncle just yelled, what does it mean? My family has no money and food for banquets!"

Yan Bugui chuckled and said, "You don't need to prepare a banquet, everyone brings your own food and come and sit down."

"Dong Xu was caught off guard, everyone was reluctant to part with him, and wanted to come and see him off for the last time."

Jia Zhang was moved for a moment, then nodded and said: "Thank you for me, everyone, thank you!"

While talking, I heard Xu Damao yelling in the front yard:

"Sweet potatoes are distributed. One person from each family will come to the gate of the courtyard to receive sweet potatoes. Each person will be given two catties!"

Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and said, "This dog is just trying to fight against our family, right?"

"Well, but it's a bastard not to take advantage of the cheapness. Don't waste the sweet potatoes that don't cost money."

With that said, he took the money and stick noodles in his hand to the house and handed them to Qin Huairu.

"Xu Damao is distributing sweet potatoes. I'll go out and get them back. By the way, where's the stickman?"

Qin Huairu replied: "I went out to play, and knelt there all day to burn paper, where can I stay?"

"Okay, when he comes back later, don't let him run away." Jia Zhang ordered.

"The second uncle just said that the leader will come to pay his respects at night, and the stick must wait in sackcloth and filial piety."

"Don't let outsiders come. Seeing that Dongxu doesn't even have a person to die, it's a joke."

Qin Huairu nodded and said, "I will watch him when he comes back."

The door of the front yard.

Xu Damao was sweating profusely, he laughed and said to Jiang Ping'an:

"Today is a good day, I rushed to your Red Star Commune to buy sweet potatoes."

"You don't know, going back and forth, almost exhausted me to death!"

Jiang Pingan took a puff of cigarette, exhaled the smoke, gave him a sideways look, and said:

"You kid is a troublemaker, wherever you go, you will make chickens fly."

"Let me remind you, Jia Dongxu just died today, if you match up with the Jia family..."

"Others will only sympathize with the Jia family, saying that you bully their orphans and widows, you can't take advantage of it."

Xu Damao frowned, and denied it:

"I didn't target the Jia family. Is it wrong to give sweet potatoes to everyone?"

"Oh! Do you think everyone else is a fool?" Jiang Ping'an sneered.

"It's so obvious that I almost brought the sweet potatoes to Jia's door to distribute."

"You said, you are not targeting the Jia family, which one are you targeting?"

"Also, when can't the sweet potatoes be delivered, but why choose today? You are wicked!"

As he was talking, he heard Liu Guangqi, who had come to help, give a light snort, and then asked loudly:

"Xu Damao, why are the sweet potatoes you bought moldy?"

Xu Damao said disapprovingly: "Food is extremely expensive these days, it's good to have something to eat."

"What's wrong with the moldy sweet potato? Can't you eat it after washing it?"

Before Jiang Ping'an walked, he looked into the sack, turned his head and stared and said:

"You are short-sighted, aren't you? These sweet potatoes are rotten, how do you eat them? Who is to blame for eating dead people?"