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Chapter 172 Donation

 The old man donated thirty yuan in one go. Bangs, who had been eager to give him a try, was dumbfounded. He didn't expect that he would donate so much.

He wanted to suppress him, but when he thought about the thirty yuan, he couldn't help but feel distressed and couldn't bear to part with it.

I grit my teeth and still only donated 20. I can’t be the person who donated the most. We can be the person who donated the second most.

As the second uncle, he can never let others surpass him.

Now everyone turned their attention to Yan Bugui, wanting to know how much the third uncle in the courtyard planned to donate.

Yan Bugui felt heartbroken.

Can we give it a little less? He is just a primary school teacher and doesn’t have that much money.

If you want to donate a few cents as a token of appreciation, everyone in the courtyard is watching, so you can’t fool around.

As the third uncle in the courtyard, the first uncle donated 30 yuan, the second uncle donated 20 yuan, and the third uncle donated ten yuan, so at least we can't be too little.

Death is a big deal. If something like this happens to your neighbor, you, as the third uncle in the courtyard, just donate a few cents. No matter how you look at it, it is inappropriate.

Although he doesn't care about other people's opinions, he doesn't intend to be despised to that extent.

He put the fifty cents he had prepared back into his pocket, and took out another five yuan with great distress.

"You also know that I am just a primary school teacher. I have a big family and don't have that much money, so I just donated five yuan as a token of appreciation."

No one looked down upon him. They had long known that Yan Bugui was stingy and that he would not donate more.

Besides, they don’t want to donate more, and five yuan is already pretty good.

The three uncles only donated five yuan, so we can donate less openly.

If Yan Bugui donates twenty, that's great. The three uncles will donate at least twenty. As a neighbor in the courtyard, you don't have to compete with them, but you can't give a few cents to show your appreciation.

At least one or two yuan, or even more, can’t be too far apart.

Other neighbors followed suit and donated some, ranging from three to four yuan to five or six cents, depending on the family situation, but it was not too much.

Du Yun thought for a moment, then followed the crowd and donated five yuan.

A lot, but not too much.

Du Yun stood up and took out his own yuan, and then took the five yuan from He Yuzhu's hand.

"Brother Zhuzi and I donated ten yuan. As you know, not long after Brother Zhuzi gave birth to a child, my wife was also pregnant. I was also worried and didn't know what to do."

He simply stated the reason.

As for crying out loud, if you, the head of the purchasing department, told me that you were very poor, who would believe it?

It's just like when someone got sick and asked for help, playing with water and chips, but you still drove a BMW and asked us poor people to help you.

Is it possible?

It would be strange not to be laughed at to death.

This scene made everyone a little unhappy. You are the leaders of the factory, but you only get five yuan per person. Is this true?

Yi Zhonghai also frowned. He didn't expect that Du Yun only helped the Jia family so much.

He had calculated it in the afternoon and thought it would be at least twenty or thirty.

You Haochao are the old people in the hospital and the leaders of the factory. I will set an example and give you thirty. You can’t have too little.

No matter what, this is his apprentice’s family, and we must help.

Then they found this opportunity and gritted their teeth and gave out thirty. Who would have thought that the two of them would not be fooled.

Each person donated five yuan, which was far lower than their expectations.

After thinking about it, Yi Zhonghai said, "Thank you very much. I would like to thank you all for your help on Dongxu's behalf."

Jia Zhang and Wang Xiaohua also stood up to express their gratitude.

Everyone said it was nothing, they were all neighbors, and this was what they should do.

After thanking everyone, Yi Zhonghai changed his tone and continued, "With the help of many good neighbors in our courtyard, the Jia family will be better off, but now everything requires tickets, and it is difficult for them to buy food even if they have money.
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Now Xiaohua is pregnant again and cannot live without nutrition. I would like Zhuzi to help you with this matter.

You don’t need to bring anything good. I see that you sometimes bring home leftovers from the canteen. It would be the best help if you bring those leftovers to them a few times.”

Du Yun was angry at that time. It was nothing to bring leftovers, but in the plot, it was the key to He Yuzhu's unlucky beginning.

Just because of this leftover, he failed to marry a wife. If Lou Xiaoe hadn't given birth to a child for him, the He family might have ended up in ruins.

Du Yun grabbed He Yuzhu who was about to agree.

"Master, what do you mean by leftovers? Who can have leftovers now? Except for you two who don't have children, no one's family is rich in food.

As for the factory, whoever tells you that there will be leftovers, just ask them to come out."

Yi Zhonghai's face looked ugly at that time. He didn't expect that Du Yun would confront him about this kind of thing.

Liu Haizhong said, "I used to see you bringing leftovers home from the canteen, why don't you admit it now?"

"No, what the second uncle said is like Brother Zhuzi digging into the corner of the cafeteria.

Is that something you can get if you want it?

Just as it is not easy for you to work in the workshop, it is easy for Brother Zhuzhu. He is the master chef in the factory canteen. He cooks the food himself every day. He has to be kept when there are entertainers. Sometimes he even works until midnight before he can go home without even having a bite to eat.

Gotta eat.

What he brought was his dinner. You can't let someone go home in the middle of the night and cook.

If you are jealous, you can go to the factory and sign up. As long as you can become a master chef in the cafeteria, you can also bring this lunch box."

After hearing what he said, everyone suddenly realized that it seemed right.

It is also not easy for He Yuzhu. If he gives his food to others, he will go hungry.

Yi Zhonghai was so rebuffed that he couldn't get off the stage and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Du Yun saw it in his eyes and didn't say much. He pulled He Yuzhu to stand up and said, "Okay, you guys have to discuss things among yourselves. Let's go back first.

Sometimes you need to use your brain when speaking, and don't talk randomly."

Then he said goodbye and left under the surprised eyes of everyone. He didn't understand why he had such a reaction because of such a trivial matter.

On the way, He Yuzhu couldn't hold back his doubts and asked, "It's just some leftovers, so what if we help."

Du Yun glanced at him, hating that iron could not become steel, and told him the principle of saving people in need rather than saving them.

We can help with this matter, but we can’t help with everything and get ourselves into trouble.

He Yuzhu thought about it and said nothing more.

Du Yun took him back home, thinking about how to deal with the matter. If Yi Zhonghai might come back and ask him for help, it would be better for us to stay away from them.

After returning home, Du Yun was busy with matters in the purchasing department and no longer cared about this matter.

As for He Yuzhu, he obviously still feels guilty about Jia Dongxu.

When a neighbor has a problem, we obviously have the ability to help, but we don’t do it. What is this?

Du Yun saw this and decided to find something for him to do to make him forget about this incident.

Let him have time to think more about how to cook well, instead of thinking about this kind of thing every day.

"I'm thinking about my cooking skills. Who can cook as well as me in the surrounding area?"

"It's true that your cooking skills are very good, but you still have to see what happens to your son. You will have to have another child in the future and give birth to seven or eight sons.

Do you have enough money?"

"Why it's not enough."

"With seven or eight children and your sister, the salary you earn is only five yuan per person, which is just enough to pass the poverty line."

Let me go, yes, this is enough to pass the poverty line. Thinking of this, He Yuzhu, who originally didn't care about it, was dumbfounded.

No, we have to work hard to make money, and we can’t let our children not even stutter.

But I didn't realize that Du Yun was just a secretly changed concept.

What he said is indeed true, but there is a prerequisite: Qin Huairu does not make money.

You two are both working, so your income is just enough to meet the poverty line. If you include hers, it would actually be much more.

Besides, do you have seven or eight children? You only have one now, so why worry?

But for him, it's the same, as long as it can temporarily draw his attention aside.

As for myself, let’s watch first. He is wary, so how can he be overly sympathetic to the Jia family’s affairs?

Zuo Qiuya saw it in his eyes and complained, "After all, he is your neighbor who died so miserably. How can you be so hard-hearted?"

Du Yun could only express his worries, fearing that he would be entangled by the Jia family and unable to escape.

"No way, my aunt is not that kind of person."

"Whether it is possible or not, we have to deal with it. If it is possible, it is better to take precautions before they happen."

It sounded true, so Zuo Qiuya stopped asking any more questions.

It's one thing to be compassionate, but they must not be entangled with others and unable to escape.

Time passes like this day by day.

Du Yun was at work that day, and Yi Zhonghai suddenly came over and said, "Xiao Du will come to the courtyard for a meeting in the evening. Let's discuss how to help the Jia family."

"What's the matter?"

"It's not just a matter of aid. After your brother Dongxu left, he left them orphans and widowers, and even their livelihood became a problem.

We are all neighbors, we cannot watch them starve to death."

Du Yun frowned slightly, saying it nicely, he couldn't watch her starve to death.

But it had only been more than two months since Jia Dongxu's death, so the money they donated could not be used up so quickly.

Furthermore, if you work in the factory, you will not be compensated at all. This is a human life.

It won’t be possible in the future.

Now that workers are the owners of the factory, it is even more impossible not to lose money.

I really think this sentence is just talk.

I sacrificed my life for the factory, but even the most basic survival of my children is a problem. Once you file a lawsuit, the factory director will take it off for you without further ado.

The whole factory has to boil.

Even after workers sacrifice themselves for the factory, they can't guarantee their family's situation. This is okay. You are evolving into a vampire.

He smiled and agreed, saying he would go there, and then turned to the Publicity Department to find Xu Damao to find out the situation.

"You don't know, since Jia Dongxu's death, Aunt Zhang has been making trouble every day.

Besides, they are really pitiful."

"So you are not the only one who participated in the donation the last time I participated?"

"Of course, I have donated several times in the past two months."

Let me go, you are good at playing, ruthless and capable enough.

Fortunately, we left the courtyard early and had our own home to hide in peace, otherwise we would have been as unlucky as Xu Damao.

Needless to say, the reason why I invited myself this time may not be because of Jia Zhang’s intention, but because my health bar is thick enough and can absorb it.

I want to take advantage of my ex-neighbor’s relationship to suck it hard.

Why are we neighbors? Your brother has a problem and you are not even willing to give him some relief. That’s good. Let’s promote it when we get back. It doesn’t take much, and it will be notorious on the street the next day.

It's cruel enough. For our own sake, we must find another way.

When he heard the news, He Yuzhu immediately cheered up and asked during dinner in the evening, "How much do you think we should donate?"

"Ten dollars, and we have to find a job for her."

"Looking for a job?"

"Of course, it's better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. How can you help Sister-in-law Jia every day?"

"What's the matter, as long as it's necessary... I won't go either."

He Yuzhu originally wanted to say it was nothing and take it over carelessly.

Suddenly I saw my daughter-in-law’s scrutinizing gaze and immediately changed my mind.

He doesn't want to die here, and he must never make his wife angry.

To prevent problems, we have to speak up.

Qin Huairu was satisfied. She didn't want her man to have problems. As a man, you hang around other women's butts every day. What are you doing?

Du Yun almost laughed out loud. You said this in front of Qin Huairu, and he was convinced.

He is indeed a rare brave man who dares to say anything.

Fortunately, we were able to pull back from the brink, otherwise life or death would have been unpredictable.

They still have BangGeng as a big killer in their hands, which makes people anxious. If you can't deal with it, you can't deal with BangGeng.

After dinner, the two of them went over. Du Yun had already made a clear decision and had to cut off the claw she was stretching towards him.

It’s better to help the urgent than to help the poor. If there is a real problem, for the sake of the neighbors, everyone has to help.

But we are not interested in holding on to him and sucking his blood.

When we arrived at the courtyard, everyone was already waiting there. Looking at them one by one, we always felt that we were reluctant but had to come.

Good guy, no one is willing to participate in the donation at all.

That's right, no one in the world is a fool. If you want to trick others, how can others not have some clues?

If you do it once or twice, you will get bored after a long time.

So what about the neighbors? They don’t want you to keep them until you die. They have to find someone to take their place.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at He Yuzhu. The villain in the plot was this guy, and he was deceived miserably.

And this time we are the ones being taken advantage of. I think PUA has many ways, as long as we want to succeed sooner or later.

For our own sake, we must interrupt her hands and feet that are reaching for us.

When everyone came together, Yi Zhonghai coughed and said, "Everyone knows this. Since Jia Dongxu passed away, their lives have been very difficult. As neighbors, we can't watch them have problems. We must help, and those with money will pay.

Don't let her have any problems if you try your best."

Everyone nodded and said that it was indeed the case.

As long as you don't let me pay, everything else is easy.

Why should I pay for it? It’s not easy for me. For our own sake, we have to find a way to at least leave this matter to others to avoid problems ourselves.

Everyone couldn't help but look at Du Yun.

Du Yun saw it in his eyes, and it turns out that you are still involved. You are dead Taoist friends but not dead Taoists, thinking that someone can take your blood on your behalf.

Then, Pindao was so exhausted that he didn’t know how to play.

No wonder He Yuzhu was deceived so miserably, and it was the result of you guys adding fuel to the flames from behind.

Let He Yuzhu take the lead, and you will be able to put in less effort and spend less.

Why are you all fine? When I get here, it will be my own misfortune. How can I have fun without you?

Du Yun was anxiously thinking of ways to break the situation.


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