Chapter 33 I won’t donate
“Donate?”
When Yang Xiaotao heard this word, he immediately thought of the famous courtyard scene in the film and television drama.
It’s just that it was a donation to the Jia family, but now it is a donation to people in need.
The objects of the two are different.
etc.
Need help?
Yang Xiaotao narrowed his eyes and looked down at Jia Dongxu, who was also eager to try, "It's best not to be like that, otherwise, you want to take advantage of me, hum."
After a brief noise, the crowd soon Blocked by the cold wind, I listened quietly.
At this time, it was the third uncle Yan Fugui’s turn.
"Dear neighbors, as the saying goes, distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors."
"Every family will inevitably have difficult times."
"The ancients said that if people are kind, although blessings have not yet come, disasters have been far away."
“It means that this person has done good deeds. Although the good blessings have not come, the disaster has been far away from him.”
“This is to let us do more good deeds and help more. People who need help.”
"So, what the uncle said is very necessary. People in our compound should help each other, unite and be friendly."
"This is also a reflection of the spiritual civilization of our compound. The selection of the compound is very important. It makes sense.”
The third uncle is worthy of being a people’s teacher. Although few people present understood what the ancients said, they still understood the last sentence.
Helping others means maintaining the unity of the compound and donating money.
Yang Xiaotao clicked his tongue, this Yan Laoxi is still quite good.
If another person had said this, he would have truly believed it.
But he is a stingy mathematician who has to pluck out a few chicken feathers when an iron rooster passes in front of him. What he said is no different from farting.
Everyone also knows Yan Fugui's behavior, especially when it comes to money, he doesn't say anything.
It’s hard to make money these days. No one’s family is brought here by the strong wind. They live on every penny. If there is less, the family will be sad.
Seeing that everyone was still hesitating, the first man wanted to end it as soon as possible, so he spoke again, "The amount of donation this time depends entirely on one's own wishes."
"I believe that we in the courtyard are all warm-hearted and will not let that kind of tragedy happen here."
"In this way, as the elder of the courtyard, on behalf of our family, I donate 5 yuan. ”
Yi Zhonghai’s sonorous words seemed to block the cold wind so that everyone could hear.
Five yuan is definitely a huge sum of money in the eyes of many people who earn more than ten or twenty yuan every month.
But in Yang Xiaotao's view, it is disgusting to see a person with a monthly income of 99 yuan only donate 5 yuan and act so righteously.
However, as the saying goes, the amount of donation depends on one's own wishes. As long as you don't offend him, he doesn't want to get into trouble.
After all, he agrees with donating money to those in need.
"Well, since the first uncle has done this, then as the second uncle, the steward of the courtyard, I cannot watch the people in the same courtyard suffer from the cold."
"I, Liu Haizhong, represent Our family will donate 5 yuan."
As he spoke, Liu Haizhong looked determined.
Putting the five dollars in front of Yan Fugui, Yan Fugui immediately wrote it down in his notebook.
Many people in the crowd started clapping, and these two people donated ten yuan. A few more would probably be enough.
At this time, people turned their attention to the third uncle.
Yan Fugui sat on the stool, not knowing whether it was the cold weather or his face that was red and dry. He was restless, but he had to say it.
“Everyone knows everything about our family.”
Yan Fugui talked about his family situation as usual, then gritted his teeth and took out a dollar, "My family will give me one dollar."
He lowered his head and said nothing.
“No, third uncle, can you just pay one dollar?”
Si Zhu stood aside and said dissatisfied.
When Yan Fugui heard this, he immediately snorted: "What? Is my family poor?"
"Isn't that too little for you?"
Silly Zhu curled his lips and said in disgust, "After all, you are also the third uncle in our courtyard. It is because we all believe in you that you become the chief steward. "Now that the hospital is in trouble, are you embarrassed if I don't take out more money?"
Yan Fugui's face turned red and he was so angry that he couldn't speak.
Yi Zhonghai on the side quickly stood up to smooth things over, "Zhuzhu, what are you talking about? Donations are all based on personal wishes."
The second uncle Liu Haizhong also laughed, "Yeah, you can't be forced to donate. . It all depends on personal opinion.”
As he spoke, Yan Fugui emphasized what he meant. Naturally, Yan Fugui understood what he meant, which meant that he didn't care enough.
But he has no choice. The whole family depends on his salary, and he still has to save some to buy coal.
Who knows what will happen this winter.
As for the coal bought with donations, based on his understanding of Yi Zhonghai, his family would definitely not have a share.
Even if there are, there won’t be many.
Bastard Yi Zhonghai, damn Liu Haizhong, damn stupid Zhu.
Yan Fugui cursed in his heart, and Silly Zhu on the side took out five yuan from his arms, "We are all from the same compound, who doesn't have some difficulties?"
"I'll pay five yuan!"
Si Zhu said, looking around with an expression as arrogant as a white swan.
Yan Fugui above lowered his head again, pinching his fingers together under the table, and his eyes behind his glasses were shining with hatred.
Silly Zhu didn't realize it. Seeing that the people around him still didn't come forward to donate, he smiled disdainfully and stared at Xu Damao beside him.
"Silly Mao. We have been neighbors in our yard for many years, so you can't be stingy about this."
Xu Damao felt as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly. He did not resist this matter. After all, It was for the people in need in the yard, but when Silly Zhu said this, he felt extremely alienated.
Especially the word Silly Mao makes me feel uncomfortable when I hear it. "Si Zhu, let me tell you, if you call me Sil Mao again, I will never be done with you."
"Oh, it's not over yet? You call me Silly Zhu, why don't I call you Silly Mao?"
Silly Zhu looked like he was not stingy, he didn't care about killing one thousand enemies and hurting himself eight hundred. Xu Damao was speechless for a moment. .
"My family donated five yuan."
Just when Xu Damao was angry, Xu's father came out and took out five yuan. As a projectionist in the factory, he was the only one in this yard. The uncle is better than his family.
In terms of family background, the second uncle Liu Haizhong is not as rich as the Xu family.
"Hey, Uncle Xu is still so arrogant. Silly Mao, learn from Uncle Xu to learn how to be a good person in the future."
Si Zhu said in a brainless manner. Xu's father was not angry after hearing this. Zhu's temperament.
Otherwise, why would he be called Silly Pillar?
Xu Damao stretched out his hand and waved his fist in the air. Silly Zhu raised his head, meaning if you have the ability, just come.
After finishing Xu Damao, Shazhu looked at Yang Xiaotao outside the crowd.
Deep down in his heart, Shazhu hated Yang Xiaotao even more, not only because the other party beat him and made him lose face, but also because Yang Xiaotao had completely changed his appearance and was not as easy to bully as before.
Si Zhu is like this. He has a sense of superiority in his heart towards people who are inferior to him, but he is able to do things that normal people do.
But the hatred and narrow-mindedness of people who are stronger than him make him wish for the misfortune of the other person.
Now, he really wants to see Yang Xiaotao suffer.
Drink air in your mouth to warm your hands, and then shout loudly.
"Yang Xiaotao, you are also a first-class worker now, and you are a member of the whole family. Do you want to donate some too!"
"Everyone in this compound is watching. Last time you asked me for ten yuan." Money, I think you can just donate it, it’s not worth it anyway It’s a legitimate income.”
“Is that right, everyone?”
Yang Xiaotao knew the other party’s plan when Sha Zhu looked over. Although it was funny, he didn’t care. I already had an idea in mind.
Uncle Chen on the side wanted to speak, but Yang Xiaotao waved his hand, "Masters, all the elders are here, even if they are in order, it won't be my turn."
"The elder said that we should respect the old and care for the young. This respect for the elders is not just talk."
"Silly Zhu, you are so eager to show off, do you have a higher status than all your uncles?"< br>
Yang Xiaotao smiled. He didn’t say how much he would donate, but he was taking things into consideration.
Si Zhu's face turned red. He was just about to show off in a hurry, but he actually forgot about this.
Actually, when Shazhu donated five yuan, many people had already shown their dissatisfaction.
A junior has come forward and raised the price so high. How can it be embarrassing for uncles and uncles like them to get only 15 cents?
What is this if it's not roasting on a fire?
It was just because of the uncle’s face that he didn’t say anything.
At Shazhu Pass, the elder saw this and spoke quickly.
“I said, everyone’s donations are all based on your heart. It’s all out of love for this yard.”
No one said much, but Yang Xiaotao smiled on the side and refused to donate.
Silly Zhu also saw it. He would not show up until the end, and sneered, "It will happen sooner or later."
Yang Xiaotao ignored it, and Uncle Chen stood up and came to the middle. He took out the fifty cents and placed it in front of Yan Fugui.
Yan Fugui glanced at it, nodded and took note.
Everyone knows the situation of the Chen family. Only one son works in Shanghai, far away from Sijiu City, and cannot be taken care of, and there is no one to take care of him in life.
Then, a few more people came out, but they all paid a few cents. Even Wang Dashan threw down thirty cents, and Yi Zhonghai and the others didn't say anything.
Looking at Jia Dongxu taking out fifty cents and putting them on the table, a dozen or so families donated a few cents. The total amount was only three or four yuan, not as much as the three uncles contributed.
Silly Zhu watched the last person finish and looked at Yang Xiaotao again.
"Yang Xiaotao, it's your turn this time."
Looking at the provocative eyes, Yang Xiaotao patted the non-existent dust on his hands, stood up, and walked step by step into the crowd.
"Go aside."
Looking at Shazhu blocking the front, Yang Xiaotao said coldly, Shazhu snorted again and got out of the way.
Yang Xiaotao came to the table, not in a hurry to get the money, but asked about Yi Zhonghai.
"Master, I just heard that you said you were buying coal for people who need it in the yard."
"I'm a little unclear. I want to ask, what kind of coal is there in our yard?" People need help.”
"I'm not trying to make fun of you. I fully support donating money to help those in need."
When Yang Xiaotao said this, he first made his attitude clear.
He is not a cold-blooded person and is willing to help those in need.
"But the ancients said that there is no rule without rules. Now we are also a society ruled by law. Everything must have regulations, right."
Yang Xiaotao didn't say a word, and Yi Zhonghai's face turned cold. The bangs next to him were even more angry. Are they saying that their boss doesn't follow the rules?
If he hadn't been guarding so many people, with his temper, he would have given him two big mouths.
“Yes, what Xiaotao said makes sense.”
Suddenly, the third uncle agreed, “There is no rule without rules.”
“First uncle, second uncle, We really need to set a goal, what? People, you can’t generalize about which families need help, otherwise you will be aimless, but you will make empiricist mistakes.”
Yi Zhonghai was furious, where are you, Yan Laoxi? of.
Yang Xiaotao smiled, but he didn't expect that these three uncles were really good at scheming.
He didn't think Yan Fugui was kind enough to speak for him.
Based on his understanding of this abacus master, he must have had the idea of "needing others".
“However, it has nothing to do with him.”
Yang Xiaotao looked at everyone and said, seeing that some agreed and some were confused, and ignored them.
"You also know that I am in this courtyard and have never been in contact with the Jia family. If I use my donation to help the Jia family, please forgive me."
Yang Xiaotao looked at Jia Dongxu's face He spoke word by word with anger.
“I-don’t-donate!”
(End of this chapter)