The melon seeds on the square table are like a light bulb, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
"Da Mao really knows how to enjoy it. Even the melon seeds are spiced?"
"Tsk, tsk, this kid Damao is so arrogant, he opened the candy bar to eat."
"Uncle Damao, I wish you many descendants." Jia Gian also got into the crowd, looking well-behaved.
I'm crazy.
Xu Damao wanted to squeeze him to death on the spot.
However, considering that the matter of his infertility had not been leaked yet and no one knew about it, he could only grit his teeth and glare at Banggeng bitterly.
"You, you eat too, don't just eat melon seeds, eat candies, be sweet about the candies..."
Choke to death you little bastard.
...
Big hands, small hands, white hands, black hands, all kept grabbing melon seeds from the plate and stuffing them into their pockets.
This scene made Xu Damao grin from ear to ear, and he took out a bag of melon seeds from the house and distributed them to everyone.
Who knows, in a few days, the comrades from the HR Department of the steel rolling mill will come down for a visit. They have to win over some people's hearts first.
Xu Damao is not worried about successfully passing the inspection.
Although he has often hooked up with older girls and younger wives over the years, he has nothing to say to the residents of the courtyard.
Every time I get pecans, mushrooms and other wild products from the countryside, I always give some to my neighbors.
Even the third uncle Yan Bugui benefited from him.
Just for this day to come.
I, Damao, are called to prepare for a rainy day, prepare for the mulberry soil, and move the fuel in a sudden way.
For a while, there was the sound of melon seeds being cracked under the big locust tree, and laughter continued.
The originally sacred and solemn fund-raising meeting turned into a farce before it even started.
Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, and Yan Bugui sat on the long bench, looking at the empty table in front of them and looking at each other.
On weekdays, their melon seeds are provided by the aunt. Today, the aunt was in a bad mood and was 'negligent' for a moment.
Finally, Yi Zhonghai couldn't bear it anymore and slammed the table, preparing to get angry.
I saw Yan Bugui standing up with a livid face: "Is it true, is it true, is it true! How can you forget me about eating melon seeds?"
As he spoke, he leaned close to Xu Damao and smiled shyly: "Da Mao, can you give me some for the third uncle?"
"You can eat it, but as long as you don't take it home, I, Damao, can take care of melon seeds." Xu Damao was very generous.
"That's not possible..." Yan Bugui grabbed a handful of melon seeds and returned to the bench with a smile, chewing his tongue at the same time: "Don't mention it, the melon seeds from Damao's family are fragrant. They must be 30 cents a pound from the supply and marketing cooperative."
That kind. I had it last year when our school held a tea party at the end of the year."
Just eat it yourself, he still held a handful of melon seeds and said with anger in his bangs: "Second uncle, don't you have some?"
Liu Haizhong swallowed and glanced at Yi Zhonghai.
Seeing Yi Zhonghai's expressionless face, he also walked closer to Xu Damao.
The fund-raising meeting completely turned into a tea party, which made Qin Huairu grit his teeth in anger.
This Xu Damao is really nothing.
However, scolding in my heart is not the answer, I still have to get to the point quickly.
Qin Huairu came to Shazhu's side and whispered: "Brother Yuzhu, our family is still waiting for donations to save lives. Look at Xu Damao like this..."
After hearing that Jia Xudong was run over by a steel rolling mill, Shazhu felt that spring was coming.
Once Jia Xudong dies, Sister Xiao Qin will be his.
As long as the filial piety period is over, he will be able to embrace the beauty and pick up two children for nothing.
The most beautiful things in the world are nothing more than this.
But.
Just when Shazhu was already preparing to accept the gifts from Liu Lan, Fatty, and Mahua, another news came that Jia Xudong was not dead, but just disabled.
This moment made Silly Zhu dumbfounded. He could be disabled for many years.
Just like the old man from Hat Alley, he lay down on his bed twenty years ago and forced his wife away, and he is still fine.
Silly Zhu saw his eldest grandson pushing the old man for a walk in the park the day before.
The old man speaks like a bell, and it looks like he will have no problem living for another twenty years.
Feeling that there was no hope of taking over the deal, Shazhu was about to make a noise and ask the matchmakers around him to help him match up.
Naturally, he became indifferent towards Qin Huairu.
So Qin Huairu was making fire next to him, while Silly Zhu just giggled and pretended not to hear.
Qin Huairu was so angry that she rolled her eyes. She had no choice but to wiggle her butt and come to the uncle.
"Master, let's have a meeting as soon as possible. If we wait any longer, we will waste everyone's time again."
"Do you think so?"
Yi Zhonghai sighed in his heart.
Why couldn't I control that hand last night? It was just a steamed bun, what was there to touch?
Now I am passive.
However, the red date steamed buns are really white and delicate, as if they were steamed from refined flour.
Now that Yi Zhonghai thought about it, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
He coughed lightly and put on a serious look.
He stood up and shouted loudly: "Is it true? Is it true? Is it true? The meeting in our courtyard is a serious matter. It is like a vegetable market. Does it still look like a model courtyard?"
He pointed at Xu Damao and said: "Put away your melon seeds and delay the meeting, which will destroy the unity of our compound."
Xu Damao curled his lips and remained silent.
He was about to become a leader, so naturally he didn't take Yi Zhonghai seriously.
Besides, Li Donglai was also sitting at the table, eating melon seeds constantly. Why not blame Li Donglai?
Is the persimmon soft when pinched?
It's a pity that I, Damao, will no longer be a soft persimmon soon.
Xu Damao ignored Yi Zhonghai and instead lowered his head to talk to Li Donglai: "Brother Donglai, your medical skills are really amazing. I will check with you regularly in the future. If there is any problem, it is best to treat it as soon as possible."
Li Donglai grinned when he heard this.
Xu Damao really thinks of himself as a tractor. He can keep plowing as long as he adds diesel.
I wanted to give you a few words of advice, but I thought I probably wouldn't, so I won't say more.
Well, these melon seeds are really fragrant.
The two people's lack of cooperation made Yi Zhonghai a little embarrassed, but he couldn't care less about making trouble now.
"Everyone may know that Jia Xudong from our compound was accidentally caught in the rolling mill because he worked overtime in the factory and was overworked. Although he is rescued now, he can only lie in bed in the future."
"Everyone knows the situation of the Jia family. Jia Xudong has to support a large family with his salary alone. Now that Jia Xudong is injured, he doesn't even have money to buy nutritional supplements."
"So, as neighbors, we all should show our style and stand up to help the Jia family at this critical moment."
"Since Jia Xudong's injury was relatively serious this time and the cost was relatively high, after discussion by our three stewards, we decided that each household would donate five yuan."
Before Yi Zhonghai finished speaking, everyone who was already complaining suddenly started talking:
"Oh, as expected, we are asked to donate money again. I can't remember how much money I have donated to the Jia family in these years."
"That's right, when Jia Xudong got married, his uncle said that his family couldn't afford a quilt, so I even donated 20 cents!"
"I also donated money when Qin Huairu gave birth to Banggan and Xiaodang."
"Which of our families is not raising a family? How can we go on like this!"
Hearing the discussion, Yi Zhonghai's face suddenly darkened.
He knew that everyone in the courtyard was unwilling to donate, but he didn't expect that the opinions would be so big.
This matter is difficult to handle!
Yi Zhonghai could only turn to Qin Huairu for help: I have done what I can do. If you want everyone to donate the money, it depends on your ability.
Qin Huairu caught the eye and complained in her heart: Old immortal thing, we had a good talk last night, you can handle the donation, I will let you...
I changed my mind today!
However, she also knew it very well.
As a sufferer myself, if I don't show up, this fundraiser may be a failure.
