Chapter Fifty-Eight: I Won't Participate in This Donation

The second uncle thought in his bangs, how can he be the second uncle in the courtyard, so naturally he can't fall behind you Yi Zhonghai, so he also took out ten yuan and slapped it on the table.

"Old Yan, write it down, ten yuan."

The third uncle: "Second uncle, 10 yuan." ”

When he wrote down the name of the second uncle, it was his turn to be the third uncle.

I saw that his old face twitched, his eyelids jumped fast, and he reluctantly took out five cents from his pocket and put it on the table.

"The big guys know it, I ...... It's not as high as his second uncle and the first uncle's salary, didn't the first uncle just say, it's more or less a heart...... Right...... It's a heart. ”

The third master, Yan Bugui, explained two sentences dryly, and then sat back in his place.

At this time, it was the turn of his fourth master, Yang Jun, and several masters and everyone in the courtyard turned their eyes on him.

Everyone speculated about how much the newly appointed four masters would donate.

Is it the same as the first uncle and the second uncle? Or donate a few cents with the three masters?

Even Wang Yuying and Yang Mei, who were sitting in the crowd, looked at him nervously.

At this moment, they were nervous in their hearts, and they didn't know what was wrong, they also saw that Yang Jun had been working against Uncle Yi tonight, if he donated too much, wouldn't this be rubbing his Uncle One's face on the ground? If the donation is less, how will the courtyard look at his Yang family in the future?

In the courtyard, everyone focused on Yang Jun.

Under the gaze of everyone, Yang Jun slowly took out twenty yuan from his pocket and put it on the table.

The whole process was uneventful, but full of tests.

"Four masters, twenty fast."

Seeing this, the three masters hurriedly shouted, and their voices were significantly higher octave.

"An uncle is an uncle, a cadre is a cadre, and this consciousness is high."

"The fourth master, it's really generous, enough for my monthly salary."

"Hey, don't you see that Uncle Yi's face is almost black to the bottom of the pot."

Yang Jun sat there with a flat face, he didn't feel complacent about pressing Yi Zhonghai's head.

This is the first battle, and the real battle has not yet begun.

Silly Zhu got up, walked to the table, took out a wad of banknotes from the pocket of his tunic suit, stuck a little spit, and then turned around and smiled,

"Although my stupid pillar is not the master in the courtyard, nor is it a cadre in the factory, but we must be on par with the four masters, and if we want to learn from them, I will also donate 10 yuan."

After the stupid pillar donated the money, he seemed to glance at Ran Qiuye.

Look, he's a caring man too.

"Hey! Silly Zhu, why don't you look up to the four masters, but they donated twenty. Xu Damao suddenly shouted in the crowd.

"Hey, Sun thief, looking for a draw, can that be the same? People are cadres and uncles, and you are a pillar and I are a flat-headed common man. Silly Zhu's eyes glared, and he opened his mouth and scolded.

"Oh, that's bragging." Xu Damao deliberately stretched the tone very long.

"Sun thief, I see that you have itchy skin, and said that you Zhu Ye bragging, come, let Ling Zhu Ye see your ability."

Xu Damao: "Silly Zhu, open your dog's eyes and look at your Maoye." ”

Xu Damao threw the uneaten melon seeds on the ground, clapped his hands, took out ten yuan from his pocket and slapped it on the table.

Silly Zhu was about to sneer a few words, only to see Xu Damao take out another penny and slap it on the table.

Xu Damao: "Silly Zhu, how is it?" You Mao Ye is better than you. ”

Xu Damao finally pressed the stupid pillar and returned to his original position in a hurry.

Silly Zhu just wanted to get angry, and at a glance he saw Ran Qiuye sitting next to him, so he went back stupidly.

Next, everyone made donations.

One, two, and five cents are the majority, but there are rarely more than five cents.

In the end, the three masters combined the accounts, and the whole hospital donated a total of seventy-seven and eight cents.

Subsequently, the three masters gave the money and the list to Mrs. Liang on the spot.

Mrs. Liang was moved to tears, and she forced her two grandsons to kowtow to the whole hospital three times on the spot.

After a while, everyone sat down again.

Uncle Yi slapped the table vigorously to silence the noisy crowd.

"Let's donate to the Jia family, the old rules, I, the first uncle, will set an example."

I saw that he Yi Zhonghai first took out ten yuan and put it on the table, then glanced at Yang Jun, and took out another ten yuan.

The third master: "One uncle, donate twenty." ”

As soon as the three masters finished speaking, the people in the courtyard suddenly whispered.

"It's the same donation, why do you still have a double standard."

"He Yi Zhonghai is always biased towards the Jia family, you don't see him donating to the Jia family twice in three days."

"It's too much, he looks down on people in Yizhong, and obviously looks down on Mrs. Liang's family."

The corners of Yi Zhonghai's mouth were slightly upturned, and his eyes stared at Yang Jun coldly, so he didn't care what the people in the courtyard said.

His biggest enemy now is Yang Jun, as long as Yang Jun is brought down, aren't these people in the courtyard at his disposal?

Aren't you Yang Jun going to press me, it depends on how much you donate, just now you were still there with garlic heads, and now it's up to you how you end.

The more you donate, the better, the Jia family will get more money, and the better this year will be.

When it was the second uncle's turn, I saw that the muscles on his face were trembling at a speed visible to the naked eye.

If it's like just now, the twenty yuan tonight will be gone, usually scrambled eggs, and he is reluctant to let Guangtian and Guangfu touch the two boys, he didn't do anything this night, and the twenty yuan will be gone, which is enough for him to work tirelessly for ten days.

He was thinking at the moment, should he learn from the three masters and donate a few cents......

The third master's old face turned black at the moment, he lowered his head and didn't speak, although he only donated five cents just now, but he was distressed, this injury was not good, and he was going to be stabbed again.

Just when the second and third masters are difficult to make decisions.

Yang Jun stood up and motioned for everyone to be quiet.

"Uncle Yi also said just now that donations should be done within one's means, but by heart, since donations are voluntary, then ......"

Yang Jun had a smile on his face, turned his head and glanced at Yi Zhonghai as if intentionally or unintentionally, and then said to everyone,

"I won't participate in this donation, you are free."

After Yang Jun finished speaking, he sat back in place with a smile on his face.

Grass is a plant.

The grass mud horse, however, is a mammal.

Yi Zhonghai, since you are so shameless, don't blame me for taking a salary,

Fight me? Yang Jun could only hehe.

Yi Zhonghai sat there, his face was as black as the bottom of a pot, he originally wanted to put him in the army, but he didn't expect people to stud directly and stop playing with you.

When the second master heard this, he immediately stood up excitedly.

"As the second master of the hospital, I am here today to make a statement, and I will not participate in the donation to the Jia family, so I am also doing what I can."

The third master, Yan Bugui, was thinking about how to donate less, and at this moment, when he heard that the second master and the fourth master had expressed their positions, the old face was like a chrysanthemum blooming in autumn.

"The masters in our courtyard have always worked together, and I, the third master, naturally want to be on par with the second and fourth masters, and I will not participate in the donation today, didn't Lao Yi say just now, voluntary donations...... Right...... It's voluntary. ”