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The dull days continued, one day a few months later.

On this day, Zhang Qian was still sleeping, and was woken up by a noisy footsteps outside, and she woke up in a daze and felt a splitting headache.

"Ahem!" Zhang Qian coughed heavily, feeling weak.

Look around.

The room was dark, with dilapidated walls, a few pieces of worn furniture, and a faint musty smell in the room.

As soon as Zhang Qian got up, there was a rapid knock on the door at the door.

"Zhang Qian, come out quickly, come to the whole hospital meeting." The man shouted and went on to the next house.

The knock on the door was so urgent, it must have been something big in the courtyard, and she decided to go out and have a look.

He put on a coat and walked to the middle courtyard, which was already bustling with people.

Looking further into the middle of the courtyard, there were three people sitting around a square table, namely Jiang Ming, Wei Dajun and Teacher Liao.

On the left hand side of the three of them, there was a bench on which Xue Ling and Mrs. Xue were sitting, and the two of them didn't look very happy, as if they had just cried.

On the bench on the right-hand side sat Liang Songshan and Liang Jinxiu.

Looking at it again, there was a large crowd of onlookers, and almost all the large and small characters in the courtyard were there.

"Zhang Qian, come on, I'm waiting for you, what are you rubbing?" Liao Hongbing spoke first.

"Sit down, the convention is about to begin." Jiang Ming glanced at Zhang Qian, and his expression was a little impatient.

"I see that everyone has almost arrived, and there are still a few who have not come, so I will not wait, and I now announce that the twelfth plenary session of this year has officially begun." As is customary, Wei Dajun spoke first.

"I think everyone knows what the meeting is going on today."

"When Wei Tiange was working in the textile factory today, he was crushed to death by the machine because of an operation error."

"Xue Ling is still pregnant with a child, Wei Tiange went, there is no one to take care of the remaining orphans and widows, the three of us discussed it, and held a general meeting of the whole hospital to let everyone help and make some efforts, which can be regarded as helping the Xue family tide over the difficulties."

At this time, Liao Hongbing also interjected, "Indeed, our courtyard has always been united, if the family is in trouble, the whole hospital will support, and everyone will help." ”

"Ahem!" Jiang Ming coughed heavily, signaling that the two of them should speak by themselves next.

Liao Hongbing continued, "Okay, let's talk so much, and then welcome Jiang Ming to tell you a few words." ”

"Whoa." The courtyard burst into warm applause.

Jiang Ming also enjoyed this moment very much, and waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet.

"Just now, Mr. Liao has made things very clear, I won't talk nonsense, I'll make a sample first."

Jiang Ming stood up and walked in front of Xue Ling, took out a few banknotes from his pocket, and put them in Xue Ling's hand.

"Xiao Ling, this is ten yuan, a little heart, you take it and keep it to buy more food for the children."

"Thank you, Uncle Jiang, thank you." Xue Ling took the money and was already crying.

Jiang Ming gave the money and walked straight back to his seat, with a proud expression on his face, music should be playing at this moment.

"As long as everyone gives a little good, the world... will become a beautiful ...... in the world"

Seeing that Jiang Ming donated ten yuan at once, everyone began to discuss it with gossip.

"Master Jiang is really generous, as soon as he makes a move, it will be ten yuan."

"Who says no, ten yuan is my two months' salary, and I can't get it."

"No one asks you to take ten yuan, if you have it, donate more, if you don't, donate less."

"Can I not donate then?"

"Shhhh Be quiet, it's time to scold you again, let's see how much others donate. ”

"Makes sense."

Jiang Ming finished singing, and it was Wei Dajun's turn to play.

"I'm the second, Master Jiang has a high salary, I don't have as much money as him, so I'll donate seven yuan."

"Xiao Ling, don't be too sad, people can't be resurrected after death."

"Thank you, Uncle Dajun." Xue Ling's tears flowed, and a few drops fell on Wei Dajun's hands.

"Teacher Liao, don't rub it off, it's your turn." Wei Dajun said to Liao Hongbing beside him.

Liao Hongbing looked embarrassed, he really didn't want to donate, his salary of less than 20 yuan a month had to support such a large family, he couldn't wait to let others donate something to him, how could he have money to donate money to others.

But they are all in the same hospital, and he can't say that he can't say anything if he doesn't donate a dime.

But how much money is appropriate, it really makes Liao Hongbing very difficult.

Liao Hongbing reluctantly left his seat, came to Xue Ling's side, took out money from his pocket, and quietly stuffed it into Xue Ling's hand.

"Xiao Ling, a little heart, my family is not rich, don't be too little!"

Xue Ling glanced down and thought for two yuan......

"Teacher Liao, why don't you tell the big guy how much you donated?" Liang Jinxiu said.

"That's right, how much did you donate Liao Hongbing?"

"Don't make a fool of you two, don't donate more or less, if you have the ability, you can donate more!" Liao Hongbing glared at Liang Jinxiu viciously, thinking that this Liang Jinxiu was really talkative.

"I'll donate ten dollars!" Liang Jinxiu stood up and shouted.

After everyone listened, their mouths opened directly into an O-shape, and Zhang Qian was also a little surprised, this Liang Jinxiu is really a tiger, ten yuan, donate if you say donate?

Jiang Ming only donated ten yuan, didn't she donate ten yuan without taking Jiang Ming in her eyes and stealing Jiang Ming's limelight?

Jiang Ming glanced at Liang Jinxiu, "Liang Jinxiu, donating money is to use practical actions, are you sure you want to donate ten yuan?" ”

"Of course I'm sure, Xiao Ling, ten yuan, you take it!" Liang Jinxiu seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and directly slapped the ten yuan in Xue Ling's hand.

"Jinxiu, thank you, thank you."

"Jinxiu, you're a good person." Mrs. Xue also hurriedly thanked her.

"What's polite, it's all from a courtyard, and I should help you."

"Liang Jinxiu, your consciousness is so high, admire, admire!" Cai Xuefen said.

"Cai Xuefen, if you don't talk cool here, how much do you donate?"

"I'm not as rich as you, I can only donate three dollars."

"Hehe, three dollars, you're too stingy, aren't you?"

"You care about me, I can donate as much as I like, Xiao Ling, take it!" Cai Xuefen put the three yuan in Xue Ling's hand.

"What about the others? Did anyone else donate? Everyone is positive, who dares to ensure that there is nothing wrong with their family in the future? Jiang Ming said.

Under Jiang Ming's call, everyone began to donate money, but compared with the previous ones, they donated much less, the most was only two or three yuan, and the few even only donated a few cents.

Liang Jinxiu noticed that Zhang Qian had not moved, so he asked casually, "Zhang Qian, why don't you donate money?" ”

"I'm poor."

"Are you poor? Your family's salary is 21 and 5 cents a month when you work in Jianguo, which is more than me, where is your family poor? ”

"Our family eats a lot, and we usually spend it."

"I think you just don't want to donate."