When Yang Laoshi saw Qin Huairu's eyes, he instantly understood her intention.
Since that's the case, then let him be the villain!
He then came out from behind, looking completely unaware.
"Officer Zhang, why did you notify my family when Jia Zhangshi drowned? You could have just buried her directly."
"Well…?"
Officer Zhang looked up in surprise, glanced at the couple, and cursed inwardly, "They really are a perfect match."
One is pretending nothing's wrong, while the other is just crocodile tears, putting on an act right in front of me!
Officer Zhang didn't care about Yang Laoshi; you can pretend you don't know, but you can't pretend Qin Huairu.
"Qin Huairu, Yang Laoshi doesn't know, but don't you know either? I'm just asking you, that's your mother-in-law, are you still going to take care of her? Give me a straight answer."
Qin Huairu, that scheming bitch, knows she can't keep up the act anymore, but there's no way she'll hand over her money.
"Oh dear! My poor mother-in-law! ... Waaah... Waaah... You never got to enjoy a single day of happiness, how could you leave us like this! ... Waaah..."
Because she performed so energetically, she lost her breath and fainted spectacularly.
"Huai Ru, Huai Ru, what's wrong?..."
Yang Laoshi, quick-witted and agile, seized the opportunity to hug his beloved. After calling out to no avail, he could only helplessly look at Officer Zhang.
“Officer Zhang, my wife is too heartbroken. Why don’t we wait until she’s calmed down before we continue talking about her mother-in-law?”
"snort!"
Officer Zhang was furious. "Yang Laoshi, I don't think you're honest at all. Heaven is watching what people do. You and your husband are just asking for trouble! I'll see what kind of end you get."
Having said that, he didn't want to waste any more time arguing with such a person, so he walked towards Lin Wencui.
The neighbors in the courtyard were also in an uproar, and they all stood up to criticize Qin Huairu's family.
"That couple is truly heartless. They took someone else's house and job, and when it came to the end, they couldn't even bear to buy a coffin. They're worse than animals! I spit on them!"
“That’s right. As the saying goes, death settles all debts. No matter how great the grudge or resentment, we can’t do this. We old Beijingers can’t afford to lose face like this.”
“I think such a despicable person doesn’t deserve to live here and should get out of our courtyard house.”
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Seeing the indignant looks on his neighbors' faces, Yang Laoshi knew he had angered everyone, so he quickly pretended to help Qin Huairu into the house.
Anyway, cursing won't kill anyone, out of sight, out of mind, saving money is the most important thing.
At this moment, Sun Zhengguo, who was watching the commotion, also realized what was going on: the loudest curses came from the elderly, while the young people hardly uttered a sound.
This has clearly crossed their bottom line. If young people follow suit in the future, things will be in serious trouble. Our ancestors have upheld filial piety for thousands of years; have they been forgotten?
Therefore, they must stand up and resist this immoral behavior.
At this moment, Officer Yang also came over and looked at Lin Wencui and the others, appearing somewhat embarrassed.
"Director Sun, Chairman Lin, Director Sun, you're all here! I'm sorry you had to see this."
Sun Dajiang and his son nodded in acknowledgment, while Lin Wencui waved her hand and replied with a smile.
"Officer Zhang, how can this be blamed on you! It all comes down to the person. But how are you going to explain this to your superiors?"
"Just tell the truth! What else can we do? If all else fails, our neighborhood committee will chip in some money. We can't let the villagers talk behind our backs!"
Upon hearing what Officer Zhang said, Sun Zhengguo couldn't help but chuckle.
“Officer Zhang, it will probably be until tomorrow when the street office raises the money. What kind of weather is this? Can Jia Zhangshi wait? Don’t forget, she has been soaking in the cesspool for a long time.”
After Sun Zhengguo's analysis, Officer Zhang frowned, feeling that what he said made a lot of sense. The body was already smelling bad, could they wait any longer?
"Director Sun, what should we do? If it really comes to it, I can cover it first," Officer Zhang asked again.
"There's no need for that. Let's just have the people in the hospital donate. That would be quick and convenient. We can send it over today while we still have time, and that would settle things."
"Donate money?" Lin Wencui immediately shook her head. "No, no, this needs to be reported to the street office, and we can't afford to wait that long. Besides, would the people in the courtyard be willing? Don't forget, the Jia family has 'filial sons and virtuous grandsons'!"
"Mom, you don't need to misunderstand. This donation is not that donation. To be precise, it should be called a loan. It needs to be repaid when Qin Huairu wakes up. Otherwise, we'll report it to the steel mill and deduct it from her wages slowly!"
Upon hearing this suggestion, Officer Zhang's eyes lit up, and he gave a thumbs up.
Lin Wencui also felt there was a chance, and immediately called Liu Haizhong over to discuss it further.
The result was self-evident. Taking advantage of everyone being there, it only took five minutes for everyone to arrive, except for the Jia family who were still hiding inside the house.
Immediately afterwards, the Nth General Meeting of the Siheyuan was solemnly held in the central courtyard.
Lin Wencui, Liu Haizhong, and Zhang, a representative from the subdistrict office, were seated at the front desk.
Lin Wencui didn't launch into a long speech at this point; she went straight to the point.
"Dear neighbors, we all know Jia Zhangshi. Although she wasn't a very good person, she was still our neighbor. Now that she's dead and her daughter-in-law has fainted, we, as former neighbors, can't just ignore this."
Therefore, the purpose of this meeting today is to encourage everyone to lend a helping hand and donate money to arrange her funeral, so that she can leave this world with dignity. Let this be a way to accumulate merit for future generations!
As soon as Lin Wencui finished speaking, the neighbor downstairs showed a constipated expression.
Immediately, a neighbor stood up to object, saying, "Auntie, if the Jia family really had no one left, we would have donated the money. But they're all pretending to be dead. Why should we pay for this?"
"That's right! He's an old lady, and Yang Laoshi is obviously pretending to be confused. Qin Huairu is even worse; she actually pretended to be unconscious. Why should we pay for their family's money?"
"We won't donate. I refuse to believe this nonsense, damn it!"
"Yes, I won't donate. Let whoever wants to donate donate."
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Seeing her neighbors' reactions, Lin Wencui simply smiled faintly, then pressed her hands down to signal everyone to be quiet.
"Neighbors, please listen to me clearly. This money is not a donation, but a loan to the Jia family. Every penny must be recorded, and they will definitely have to pay it back in the future. Please don't misunderstand."
"Is that so?" the neighbor asked again.
"Auntie, what if the Jia family tries to renege on their promise and refuse to pay?"
"Yes! What can we do if we don't pay it back?"
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"Don't worry, everyone!" Lin Wencui pressed her hands down again. "If her family doesn't pay, I'll report it directly to the steel mill and deduct it from their wages. Don't you all trust me?"
Alright! With Lin Wencui's guarantee, the neighbors began to donate generously.
The elderly, in particular, were afraid that Jia Zhangshi's funeral would not be grand enough, so they donated several yuan at a time.
If Jia Zhangshi were standing here right now, she would probably say, "You people are really kind! Thank you!"
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