Wang Dabao sneered inwardly, thinking, "Yi Zhonghai is a hypocrite!"
On the surface, they appear united and friendly, but behind the scenes, they treat these people like fools and try to fool them.
The impassioned speech just now was merely an attempt to evoke pity from the residents of the compound for the Jia family, paving the way for the subsequent donations.
Now they've colluded with Sha Zhu to commit fraudulent fundraising; their actions deserve to be punished.
"Well, I'd like to say a few words too."
Liu Haizhong crossed his legs, rested his right arm on the table, and held a teacup in his left hand on his lap, displaying the demeanor of a powerful leader. "Well, I've been neighbors with Lao Jia for many years. Lao Jia passed away early, and Jia's wife and Dongxu had a tough time. Over the years, I've taken care of the Jia family in some way."
"Now that Dongxu has suffered such a terrible misfortune, I have to lend a hand no matter how difficult it is for me. I don't have much, so I'll just give you ten yuan!"
Liu Haizhong was also stunned by Yi Zhonghai's grand gesture.
Based on his understanding of Yi Zhonghai and his previous experience of donating to the Jia family, he believed that Yi Zhonghai should donate ten yuan this time.
Liu Haizhong didn't want to compete with Yi Zhonghai in terms of donations; he would just donate five yuan legitimately as Yi Zhonghai's second uncle.
But who knew that Yi Zhonghai wouldn't discuss it with anyone and immediately offered twenty.
And that fool Sha Zhu, Yi Zhonghai has already donated, and it's not even your turn yet, why are you grabbing it? He completely disregards his uncle!
It was bad enough that he was humiliated by Wang Dabao before the meeting, but he was also outdone by Sha Zhu at the meeting.
Sha Zhu is a junior, after all. If he were to take out five yuan, wouldn't he make a fool of himself? Liu Haizhong couldn't bear that kind of embarrassment.
Upon hearing that Liu Haizhong had donated ten yuan, Jia Zhangshi's lips curled into a smile, a smile so powerful it was almost impossible to suppress even an AK.
Madam Jia shook off her fat and secretly sighed that Yi Zhonghai was indeed resourceful. At this rate, donating seventy or eighty yuan would be no problem, which would not only be enough to treat her son's illness, but also allow her to eat meat for several months in a row.
Wang Dabao had been watching Jia Zhangshi closely, and seeing her barely suppressed excitement, he immediately asked her in confusion.
"Hey, Jia Zhangshi, your son's toes are almost falling off, how can you still laugh?"
"You...you're talking nonsense. Which eye of yours saw me smile?"
Jia Zhangshi almost blurted out "fart," but luckily she stopped herself at the last moment. Wang Dabao's lingering influence was still there; the shadow of the previous beating hadn't faded. Jia Zhangshi was genuinely afraid that Wang Dabao would turn on her and slap her twice on the spot.
After all, this guy is the kind of person who would slap Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong at the drop of a hat.
"That's quite a coincidence, I saw it with both eyes." Wang Dabao grinned.
"You must be mistaken. I advise you to go to the hospital to get your eyes checked."
After saying that, Jia Zhangshi ignored Wang Dabao and focused all her attention on the amount of money donated.
They advised me to go to the hospital to get my eyes checked?
You, Jia Zhangshi, are quite considerate!
I'll have to repay the Jia family properly later.
After Uncle Liu Haizhong, the second oldest in the compound, finished his donation, the next one will be Uncle Yan Bugui, the third oldest.
Seeing Yan Bugui's constipated expression, Wang Dabao almost burst out laughing. This world is truly awful! Asking someone who's incredibly frugal to donate money is just asking the impossible!
“Everyone knows how hard my family’s life is. I’m basically the sole breadwinner. My youngest son has to go to the hospital every few days. We really don’t have any money, but I, Yan Bugui, never hesitate to do what needs to be done.”
Gritting his teeth, Yan Bugui continued, "I'll donate...donate..."
Yan Bugui cursed Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong in his heart for being unethical, especially Sha Zhu, who was also a fool.
"I'll donate five yuan."
Before Yan Bugui could finish speaking, the deaf old lady interrupted him, "Although I don't have much savings and I can't earn much money, I really can't bear to see the Jia family in this situation. I have to grit my teeth and squeeze out these five yuan to treat Jia Dongxu's illness."
Yan Bugui glared at him, his lips trembling, and he almost blurted out a curse.
In the words of netizens in later generations, the deaf old lady's behavior was exactly like that of Yan Bugui!
Look at me, an old woman who can't work and earn money and lives on welfare, I can still donate five yuan. You young and strong people can't possibly be outdone by me.
Now, neither Yan Bugui nor the other residents of the compound looked too happy.
Yi Zhonghai, an eighth-grade worker, earns ninety-nine yuan a month. He'll donate twenty if he wants. Why are you, an old lady with dirt on your forehead, joining in this commotion? Now you've put everyone on the grill to roast.
All eyes turned back to the dumbfounded Yan Bugui.
Yan Bugui almost bit his lip until it bled, cursing inwardly that the old bastard was a real scoundrel who would sabotage him at such a crucial moment.
"I'm really struggling, so I'll just donate...donate one dollar!"
Upon hearing that Yan Bugui had only donated one yuan, the residents of the compound breathed a sigh of relief.
Finally, there's a guiding sign. If you, as the third uncle, only donate one yuan, then everyone naturally has reason not to donate more than him. Eight mao, five mao, or two mao are not unacceptable.
Although no one wants to take money out of their pocket, 50 cents is not a big deal compared to five or ten yuan.
Everyone's gaze towards Yan Bugui changed; he's such a good person!
Wang Dabao had long guessed that Yan Bugui's donation would not exceed one yuan. That's just his personality; he'd do anything to gain an advantage and would rather die than suffer a loss.
That one yuan was enough to make Yan Bugui feel heartbroken for three nights.
Upon seeing that Yan Bugui only donated one yuan, Jia Zhangshi's fat face immediately darkened. If Qin Huairu hadn't been holding her back, she would have already jumped out and started cursing at Yan Bugui.
Xu Damao followed suit and donated one as well.
When I walked back to my seat, I was given a very disdainful look by Sha Zhu.
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