Life is impermanent.

Big often packs small often.

Eight o'clock in the evening.

Silly Zhu proposed and planned, Liu Haizhong took the lead in organizing, and everyone in the courtyard agreed, and a special conference for Yi Zhonghai officially kicked off.

The three chairs that symbolized the rights of the three stewards of the courtyard were removed, and the chair that originally belonged to Yi Zhonghai sat on it with his ass twisted in his bangs, and the position in the bangs became Yan Fugui.

Only the hypocrite, the former master in charge, was in the crowd with the neighbors like a lost soul, and the stars looked at the smug bangs and Yan Fugui with an indifferent expression, this huge gap made Yi Zhonghai, who has always had a good face, unacceptable, and couldn't accept it, he sighed in his heart.

The world is impermanent.

Yesterday, Yi Zhonghai was still a respectable steward, and countless people were convinced by his words in the courtyard.

Overnight.

The house collapsed.

An uncle is not an uncle.

Stewardship is not stewardship.

Reputation rots into stinking shit.

In the rolling mill, workers poked in the back.

The courtyard was thrown at by the neighbors again

That's not what he wanted.

Just now sent the deaf old lady home, the deaf old lady deliberately pulled Yi Zhonghai and talked for a while, the meaning of the words was that Silly Zhu was more suitable than Jia Dongxu for Yi Zhonghai's two people to support the elderly, and taught Yi Zhonghai how to morally kidnap the neighbors' routines, so that Yi Zhonghai started from Silly Zhu, and he must do this before Silly Zhu got married, otherwise Silly Zhu really became a kite with a broken line and flew away.

Yi Zhonghai's gaze subconsciously fell on Silly Zhu's body.

Mind moves.

In the arms of the stupid pillar, how could he hold a box that he looked extremely familiar with.

Take a closer look.

This is not the box that Yi Zhonghai has morally kidnapped the neighbors to donate money and materials to the Jia family and the deaf old lady in the past two years as a steward, how did he end up in the arms of Silly Zhu.

Donation?

Donations?

Twisted his head.

looked at the aunt who was supporting the deaf old lady.

The eyes of Yi Zhonghai, Aunt Yi, and the Deaf Old Lady met in mid-air, and the moment their eyes converged, Yi Zhonghai understood the meaning of the Deaf Old Lady and the First Aunt.

If it's really an event to donate money and goods.

Yi Zhonghai will make a large donation on behalf of the Yi family.

An aunt and a deaf old lady were in their eyes, and they vaguely gave Yi Zhonghai a meaning.

Take the opportunity to whitewash.

Yi Zhonghai's hand was stretched out in his pocket, which contained the salary of 435,000 yuan that Yi Zhonghai had just received today, and he was ready to donate it all, shocking the people in the courtyard with a big deal, so that some people would know that he Yi Zhonghai was still the same Yi Zhonghai.

"Calling the neighbors together at night, two meanings, the first meaning, I am in the capacity of the first uncle of the courtyard house, and officially talk to the neighbors, we all know that a lot of things happened in our compound last night, and the previous uncle Yi Zhonghai had something wrong, and the family was in trouble by those people."

There was a gasp in the bangs.

Pointing to the stupid pillar.

"Everyone knows the stupid pillar, let's not introduce the stupid pillar, let's introduce the things in the stupid pillar's arms, we can see it, the donation box, when Yi Zhonghai was an uncle before, he made several donations to the old lady in the backyard and the Jia family in the middle courtyard."

Jia Dongxu was moved.

Money-for-nothing.

Why not.

Everyone in the hospital knew that Jia Dongxu and Silly Zhu were not going to deal with each other.

In fact.

It's jealousy that gets to blame.

Jia Dongxu is jealous of Silly Zhu, and this jealousy becomes stronger and stronger as Silly Zhu's days get better and better, bicycles, radios, cameras, sewing machines, Silly Zhu has three machines and one car. Especially the sewing machine of the Silly Zhu family, it is still the sewing machine that the Jia family compensates others. At the beginning, Jia Zhang's family was reluctant to use it, saying that he would marry Qin Huairu back in the future and let Qin Huairu, the new daughter-in-law, use it, because Jia Dongxu lost Silly Zhu's bicycle, Xu Damao moved the Jia family's sewing machine to Silly Zhu's house and became the sewing machine of Silly Zhu's family.

It's all the same people.

Silly Zhu's father followed the widow and ran to Baocheng.

Jia Dongxu still has a mother, and Yi Zhonghai is his master, in Jia Dongxu's heart, he should press the stupid pillar, not the stupid pillar and step on Jia Dongxu in turn.

Jealousy drives people crazy.

Silly Zhu is an intermediate purchaser of the scrap station, one of the eight members, what is he Jia Dongxu? An ordinary regular worker in a rolling mill is not even the lowest-priced first-class worker, and his salary is only two-fifths of the salary of the stupid pillar.

This kind of gap stimulated Jia Dongxu, he watched Silly Zhu ride a bicycle to work every day, and he hated to death in his heart, and he was envious to death, and he became more and more jealous. A stupid pillar who is several years younger than him, on the bicycle, under the bicycle, on the other hand, he Jia Dongxu, walks every day, and the weather is good, if it is windy, rainy and snowy, it is against the wind and snow.

Deep down, Jia Dongxu desperately longs for a bicycle.

The words in the bangs made Jia Dongxu's mind immediately come alive, if he really had money, he Jia Dongxu would also buy a brand new bicycle tomorrow.

With a twelve-point expectation in his eyes, he looked at the bangs, his eyes were full of heat, and today Jia Dongxu deliberately ignored Yi Zhonghai.

"In order to show the mutual help of our courtyard neighbors, I also have the second uncle Yan Fugui in my bangs, and took the lead in organizing this donation and material donation activity to the former steward Yi Zhonghai, who has money and strong contributions, so that the former uncle can also fully feel the care of our neighbors for him, and strive to complete the help of Yi Zhonghai as soon as possible, so that Yi Zhonghai's family can live this happy life."

The scene turned into a sea of silence.

Except for a limited number of insiders.

Most of them have become monks of Zhanger, and they can't touch their minds.

Hey,.

Donation.

Or donate to Yi Zhonghai.

The most typical people are Jia Dongxu, Yi Zhonghai, and Xu Damao.

Jia Dongxu's confusion was that he found that he was thinking too much, and people donated money to Yi Zhonghai, not to him, Yi Zhonghai's apprentice, and he felt uncomfortable.

I was ready to use the donations from the neighborhood to buy a bicycle, and you suddenly told me that the donation event was held for Yi Zhonghai.

Is Yi Zhonghai short of money?

There is no shortage of money.

It's like being scratched by a cat.

It's really hard to do.

Yi Zhonghai and Jia Dongxu are in a similar mood, and they are also in this uncomfortable feeling, and they both want to use donations to wash their hands and re-set up their personalities, but you called on the neighbors to donate money to Yi Zhonghai, isn't this nonsense.

Am I the type of person who needs donations from my neighbors?

I want to say no.

And considering the current identity.

In a hurry.

Like ants on a hot pan.

I didn't think about it in a good place.

Think of yourself as a trap.

Xu Damao, who was standing not far from Yi Zhonghai, was the first to react.

Donate to Yi Zhonghai.

This is obviously deliberately disgusting Yi Zhonghai.

Such a lack of morality.

Who came up with it?

Bangs!

When his eyes fell on the bangs, he immediately vetoed the speculation about the bangs, and the simple-minded bangs who specialised in hitting his son would not come up with such a bad move.

It's a stupid pillar!

Xu Damao's eyes lit up.

This solution must have been thought up by Silly Zhu.

Wonderful.

It's so damn wonderful.

I'm afraid that even Yi Zhonghai himself would not have thought that Silly Zhu would respond to Yi Zhonghai's behavior this morning in this way.

Lack of virtue took small steps home, and lack of virtue arrived home.

"I think the second uncle is right, we all saw it last night, those people will be the disaster of Lao Yitou's family, and the family can't live at all, and I want to express how to express my Xu Damao's concern for the first uncle, and the second uncle called on us to donate to Lao Yitou's proposal, and I Xu Damao was the first to agree."

"Damao, no, I have money, it's not easy for the neighbors, there are many children, and I earn less."

Yi Zhonghai was like his mouth was suddenly covered, and he couldn't say a word.

It's a bit of a hard time to ride a tiger.

Donations are accepted.

Slap in the face Yi Zhonghai.

Donations will not be accepted.

also slapped Yi Zhonghai in the face.

The reason explained by Yi Zhonghai has just become the evidence that people slapped Yi Zhonghai in the face, since he knew that the neighbors were having a hard time, why did he organize the neighbors to donate money to the Jia family and the deaf old lady?

An invisible trap appeared around Yi Zhonghai, forward, stepping on the trap, retreating, and stepping on the trap.

It's numb.

Paused on the spot.

Xu Damao took advantage of Yi Zhonghai's stunned opportunity to take out a stack of money from his pocket.

There can be hundreds of thousands.

Jia Dongxu was angry.

The nose is crooked.

The short-lived Jia thought that Xu Damao was going to donate so much money to Yi Zhonghai, and secretly said in his heart, are you Xu Damao full of food, so much money, donate to Yi Zhonghai, Yi Zhonghai may not necessarily say that you are good, you might as well donate this money to me Jia Dongxu.

The turning point came when Jia Dongxu was imagining.

Xu Damao, who was holding a stack of money, counted them, took out a coin with the smallest denomination from the money, and walked to the solid wood table.

Silly Zhu put the donation box here just now, and next to him was Yan Fugui, who was holding a pen and paper.

Xu Damao's admiration for the silly pillar is like a surging river, and it is like the flooding of the Yellow River that is out of control.

Not to mention the donation to slap Yi Zhonghai in the face, he also asked Yan Fugui to record who donated how much and how much money on paper, which is equivalent to slapping Yi Zhonghai twice, and asked Yi Zhonghai if he enjoyed these two slaps.

It's too ruthless.

Silly Zhu ridiculed Yi Zhonghai's plan.

Xu Damao, as the brother of the stupid pillar, naturally raised his hands in favor and highly cooperated.

"Three masters, I Xu Damao donated one hundred, and you write down my name."

Yan Fugui looked at Xu Damao, the hand holding the pen, was actually shaking.

Is this a donation?

This is the old face of the sea in the smoke.

Some time ago, a pound of rice rose to 10,000 yuan, and a hundred yuan would buy a penny of rice.

"Third master, you write, I Xu Damao donated 100 yuan to Yi Zhonghai."

Yan Fugui, who was urged by Xu Damao, worked hard to settle down, and wrote Xu Damao's name on the white paper, followed by a number of one hundred.

The old buckle was not happy.

I feel comfortable to death.

Slapped Yi Zhonghai's face, and he Yan Fugui has a hairy relationship, Xu Damao donated 100 yuan, which seems to be quite large, but in fact, it is only a penny of purchasing power.

This is the harm to others and the lack of morality.

Yan Fugui thought that Xu Damao had broken through his view of human nature, but as everyone knows, Silly Zhu's shouting made Yan Fugui have infinite suspicion of human nature.

"Three masters, you can write later." The stupid pillar who shouted at Yan Fugui with a smile turned his face and greeted the stunned Xu Damao, "Xu Damao!" ”

As soon as Xu Damao saw the expression of the stupid pillar, he knew that the stupid pillar was going to rise to bad water, and he thought wildly in his heart, I donated a hundred and already slapped Yi Zhonghai in the face, you can't be more ruthless than me.

The key is that Xu Damao doesn't know how Silly Zhu wants to break through the bottom line of his 100 yuan donation.

The smallest denomination is 100 pieces.

You can't tear a hundred pieces into strips and donate them one by one.

When the stupid pillar shouted out the second half of the content.

Xu Damao realized that he had underestimated the stupid pillar.

On the lack of morality.

My stupid grandfather is a professional.

Yan Fugui was dumbfounded, his glasses fell on the table, his mouth was wide open, and he couldn't believe the shock, the hundred yuan donated by Xu Damao, the stupid pillar was going to be the money donated by the two of them, the reason was that there was no change!

"Silly Zhu, what are you talking about?"

"Third master, I said that this hundred yuan should be regarded as the donation of me and Xu Damao." Silly Zhu took out two large tickets with a denomination of 100,000 yuan from his pocket, "No change." ”

Yi Zhonghai's face turned completely green.

Grabbing two large bills with a denomination of 100,000, you and Xu Damao partnered to donate 100 to me, which is not clear to say that Yi Zhonghai is only worthy of your stupid pillar to donate 50.

Silly Zhu, you are sincere.

The hypocrites are not wrong.

Silly Zhu is sincere, according to the plan discussed by Silly Zhu and Liu Haizhong, Silly Zhu will donate 100 yuan at the beginning, Xu Damao was the first to pounce and donate 100 to Yi Zhonghai, which invisibly disrupted Silly Zhu's steps.

It's worth it.

And so.

Silly Zhu had the wit to take the 100 yuan donated by Xu Damao as a donation for the two of them.

on this.

Yan Fugui wanted to know where the lower limit of human beings was.

You can't play this trick all the time.

The more impossible things are.

The more it becomes possible.

Thanks to Silly Zhu's clever method, the activity of donating money to Yi Zhonghai has changed the original taste.

The thin-skinned neighbors, following Xu Damao's example, donated 100 yuan. Thick-skinned, learn from the stupid pillar directly, and let Yan Fugui write his name behind someone.

Among the more than 20 households, except for the deaf old lady in the backyard and the Jia family in the middle courtyard who did not donate to Yi Zhonghai, the remaining neighbors took the initiative to extend their helping hand, and donated a total of 500 yuan to Yi Zhonghai, most of them wrote their names behind the amount of money donated by others, and the people who were donated by the partnership did not get angry, and even took the initiative to beg the other party to write their names on the back with a little excitement to see whose family was in difficulty.

Five hundred.

It's just five dollars of rice.

What Yi Zhonghai cares about is not more money and less money, when the wood is already in the boat, he is a person who has been stripped of the title of the first master in charge, and he has no right to refute at all, and these people will not give Yi Zhonghai a chance to refute.

What really made Yi Zhonghai feel embarrassed was that these people who donated five dollars of rice to him, everyone's face was filled with the kind of color that helped Yi Zhonghai Tianda, everyone became Yi Zhonghai's savior, and regarded himself as Yi Zhonghai's benefactor, looking down at Yi Zhonghai with Yi Zhonghai's face.

When did Yi Zhonghai suffer such ridicule.

Yi Zhonghai, who was already disgraced because of the donation, could no longer bear this kind of face that was looked down on as an ant, and the depression in his heart was superimposed together, but he couldn't find an outlet to vent.

This humiliation.

It's too heavy.

"Poof!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

Yi Zhonghai's eyelids sank and fainted, what happened behind him, Yi Zhonghai didn't know, the moment he woke up leisurely, in addition to the concerned eyes of an aunt, there were also the five banknotes on the Yi family's kang table.

The five hundred-yuan bills turned into mocking cheeks, and Yi Zhonghai was ridiculed madly, and with a dull cry, Yi Zhonghai fainted again.

The courtyard sounded the mournful roar of an aunt.

"Help, someone, Lao Yi fainted, help."

(End of chapter)