Siheyuan: The opening perception is against the sky? Dark blue with dots

When He Yuzhu returned to Courtyard 95, before he entered the door of the compound, he heard Jia Zhang's crying from inside.

There were also many people around the gate of the courtyard, all talking about Jia Dongxuga.

It is not uncommon to die in these years, especially in these difficult times, and it is normal for people to die.

But Jia Dongxu is in the prime of life, and he is also the pillar of the Jia family, and suddenly it is so gagging, which must be a huge blow to the Jia family. Especially Jia Zhang, no matter how she is to outsiders, she is really good to Jia Dongxu's son.

Seeing her hard-working child so gagging, can she not be sad?

However, when He Yuzhu came to the middle courtyard and saw Jia Zhang's first glance, he was stunned to find that the other party's figure was actually rounded again.

Good guy, others take care of patients in the hospital are the thinner they are, and when they get to Jia Zhang's side, the more they take care of them, the fatter?

There were many people gathered in the middle courtyard, three uncles, oh no, it should be that the two uncles and Yi Zhonghai were there.

"Old Liu, Lao Yan, what do you think about the affairs of the Jia family?" Yi Zhonghai glanced at He Yuzhu, who had just entered the courtyard.

"Lao Yi, you don't still want everyone to donate money and food to the Jia family, do you?" As the second uncle, his bangs straightened his waist, his hands behind his back, and he was a leader.

Don't look at him as the second uncle, but the position of the eldest uncle Yi Zhonghai has been erased by Director Wang, which means that the number 95 is now the largest in the bangs. Of course, some old woman in the backyard cannot be counted.

"Director Wang has already said that I made a mistake once and will not make a second mistake." Yi Zhonghai waved his hand, "But Jia Dongxu just left, everyone lives in the same courtyard, it should be a little expressive, right?" "

"This..." Liu Haizhong also knew that Yi Zhonghai was right, weddings and funerals should be given with gifts. But this kind of thing was proposed by Yi Zhonghai, which made him a little uncomfortable.

"Old Liu, you are now the chief steward of our courtyard, of course, you will decide how to arrange it." Yi Zhonghai hurriedly said, "And this time the matter is all voluntary, you can explain this during the meeting." "

"Shall I decide?" Liu Haizhong laughed with satisfaction when he heard this, "Okay, then inform everyone to hold a plenary meeting in a while, and by the way, tell everyone about the casual gift, whether it is voluntary or not, it is also voluntary as much as it is." "

"But Lao Yi, you are Jia Dongxu's master, although he is gone, the situation on the Jia family's side still has to be dealt with by you. Don't make any unpleasant trouble at that time, really go to the street office, everyone will have a bad time then! "

"Don't worry, I'll talk about it over at the Jia family." Yi Zhonghai nodded.

"That's good." Liu Haizhong smiled with satisfaction.

Soon everyone was notified of the meeting, and they also knew the purpose of the meeting.

Compared with the previous donation and food donation, everyone is not very resistant to the arrangement of gifts, after all, birth, old age, illness and death, marriage and funeral are all major life events. They all live in a courtyard, and they don't look up and look down every day, and they don't say anything and really can't say it.

After all, if something happens to someone's family today, you don't mean it, so when something happens to your family one day, people won't say it either. This is the same as getting married in the future life, today you follow me, tomorrow I follow you, whether to earn or lose is really not easy to say.

After the families had eaten, they quickly gathered in the middle courtyard. This time, Liu Haizhong did not dare to set a table and sit on the opposite side of everyone as before, but let everyone sit in a circle at Yan Bugui's suggestion.

"The purpose of today's meeting, I believe everyone knows." A leader in the bangs who stood up said, "Jia Dongxu's unexpected death is indeed sad, but things have happened, and we can only hope that Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu mourn." "

Speaking of this, Liu Haizhong glanced at Qin Huairu and Jia Zhangshi who were wiping their tears there, and saw that the two did not make trouble, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"I don't talk nonsense anymore, I, as the second uncle in the courtyard, set an example and give 5 yuan as a gift." You don't have to learn from me, after all, I am the second uncle, you are more or less intentional according to the actual situation of your own family, I believe that Jia Zhangshi and Qin Huairu will not mind. "

"I'll go with five too." Yi Zhonghai made the second statement.

Seeing that the other party did not follow more than himself, Liu Haizhong was still quite happy.

"Everyone knows the situation in my family, there are many children and less salary, so I will follow two dollars." The three great masters Yan Bugui made the third statement.

Although it was only accompanied by two dollars, it was still a huge loss for this abacus master, but this money really could not be given, so he was already thinking about how to recover this loss.

With the statements of the three people, the people in the courtyard also began to speak, and at least they also gave a dollar.

Don't think that a dollar is less, in this era of an average monthly income of about thirty yuan, one dollar is a day's salary for a strong laborer, and five yuan is enough for a family of three to chew grain, which is really a lot.

Of course, these are difficult times, there is not enough food to eat, and high-priced food is even more expensive, but a gift of a dollar is still considered conscience.

He Yuzhu did not engage in special, that is, he did not give more, did not give less, or did not give, and also paid a dollar.

The entire No. 95 courtyard of about twenty households, finally received 38 yuan, Liu Haizhong gave the money to Qin Huairu in front of the big guy.

But before he could open his mouth and continue to pose for the leader, the money was snatched away by Jia Zhangshi next to him. That's all, this goods is still muttering there while counting the money, why is it so much money, everyone is too petty and so on, almost didn't kill the bangs.

Just when the atmosphere instantly became awkward, an unexpected person appeared.

"Why, this is a conference again?" It was no one else who spoke, it was Director Wang of the Street Office.

"Director Wang?" Liu Haizhong was stunned for a moment, and quickly greeted him with a dogleg expression, intending to take the opportunity to report the work and show his work ability, maybe he could become the grandfather of No. 95 courtyard.

"Zhuzi, it won't be Director Wang you are looking for someone to invite again, right?" It was a worker who also worked in a rolling mill who spoke.

"Don't be ridiculous, I'm surprised." He Yuzhu hurriedly waved his hand, "I don't even know about the conference going to be held at night, so how can I invite Director Wang over in advance?" Besides, there's nothing wrong with this kind of thing, don't I also give a dollar. "

"You see, Director Wang also brought someone over, it was a little girl." Someone quickly spotted the person following Director Wang.

He Yuzhu also found out, and before he could wonder who this person was, he saw Director Wang walking towards him.

"Pillar, do you want a wife?"

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