Being stared at by everyone, Yi Zhonghai's expression remained unchanged. He had long been accustomed to this situation.
Weiwei glanced at Liu Haizhong and couldn't help thinking, "You've already said everything, what else do you want me to say? Do you want me to repeat it again?"
After organizing his words, Yi Zhonghai said, "Second Uncle is right. We all live in the same courtyard, so we can say we live in a big family. If anyone is in trouble, of course we should lend a hand to help."
"The deaf old lady and the old golden-headed man are arguably the two oldest elders in our courtyard. Respecting the elderly and loving the young is a tradition that has been passed down from ancient times to the present day. We must of course carry on this tradition."
"So, whether it's neighbors helping each other or following the tradition of respecting the elderly and loving the young, we should all lend a hand."
"However, life has become increasingly difficult in the past two years, and I understand everyone. Therefore, each household should donate according to their ability."
"Second Uncle, Third Uncle, and I are the uncles in charge of the courtyard. It's not an exaggeration to say that we are the heads of this big family, so we should do more."
"In this way, everyone can donate according to their own situation, and whatever gap is left will be made up by the three of us. We will definitely repair the house for the two elderly people and make it solid."
These words were said so beautifully.
Even some people in the crowd started cheering.
There is no way. Everyone's life has become increasingly difficult in the past two years. Life is so difficult, and we still have to collect donations. Of course, neighbors are willing to help each other, but they use moral kidnapping and require people to donate less, which is disgusting.
But Yi Zhonghai's words made them less worried. Everyone could donate more or less, and if it was not enough, someone would make up for it. In this way, everyone felt relieved!
But if some people are satisfied, of course some people are not.
For example, Yan Fugui.
After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Yan Fugui almost stood up to object.
What are you against?
Of course, if the amount of donations is not enough, the three of them will make up for it.
As for donations, Yan Fugui agreed, and he agreed even more so if donations were made based on each family's circumstances.
Although the Yan family seemed to be living well in the courtyard, they were actually one of the poorest families. With one person's salary, they had to support a family of six, and the average monthly cost per person was only seven yuan, which was just slightly better than the low-income households.
Although things are better now and Yan Jiecheng has started working, he has not seen any money yet and his life has not gotten better.
In this case, if the people in the hospital listened to Yi Zhonghai and each family donated a small amount, and the money was still far from enough to repair the houses, wouldn't he have to bleed a lot?
In this situation, Yan Fugui's heart began to beat fast.
The person who knew Yan Fugui best in the yard, besides Jia Dongsheng, was Yi Zhonghai. Looking at Yan Fugui's ugly face, he understood what Yan Fugui was thinking. He smiled in his heart and thought that this old Yan was so stingy that he had to make him bleed.
"Okay, everyone, be quiet."
Yi Zhonghai said, "The tiles on the roofs of the deaf old lady and Old Jintou are already very old and out of shape. So, this time I plan to solve the problem once and for all and replace all the tiles with new ones. Otherwise, this is just a simple repair, and they will probably break again next time."
"In addition, some other places, such as the walls, have also been in a state of disrepair for a long time, so we will take this opportunity to give them a rest."
"Today at work, I asked the workers who had just renovated the house at the factory. They told me that replacing all the tiles in both houses, plus the repairs and labor, would cost about 15 to 18 yuan. So, everyone should do their best, and the three of us will fill in the gap."
"Okay, Third Uncle, you're the most educated here. Take a piece of paper and write down everyone's donations. Second Uncle, you collect the donations, and I'll maintain order."
"Everyone line up and come one family at a time."
Yan Fugui took out a piece of paper and a pen from his pocket with trembling hands, took a deep breath, and then calmed the pain in his heart.
There was no way. When he heard that it would cost fifteen to eighteen dollars to repair the house, his heart ached.
There are eighteen households in the courtyard, and each household can't even donate fifty cents on average. Doesn't that mean the three old men have to share several dollars? That's a week's living expenses for his family. How can he not feel heartbroken?
In comparison, Liu Haizhong is much more generous. There's nothing he can do about it. He earns a lot and his family is rich, so he feels confident.
When Liu Haizhong heard that he was asked to collect money, he was so excited. This showed that he had a high status. It was a job of collecting money, which was considered a financial job in the factory. How could he not be excited?
Jia Dongsheng, Xu Damao, and Sha Zhu had been sitting on a bench. When they heard that they had to line up to donate, the three of them stood up.
"Dongsheng, how much are you donating?"
Xu Damao stood in front of Jia Dongsheng and turned around to ask.
"What about you? How much are you going to donate?" Jia Dongsheng asked back.
"he?"
"With his stingy personality, even a dime is considered a lot."
Before Xu Damao could say anything, Sha Zhu took over with a sarcastic expression on his face and his words were extremely disdainful.
"Silly Zhu, who are you looking down on?"
Hearing Sha Zhu's disdainful words, Xu Damao immediately retorted, "My monthly income is much higher than a chef like you. No, that's not right... You're not a chef anymore. Did you earn 20 yuan sweeping toilets last month?"
"Ha ha ha ha......"
This burst of laughter made Sha Zhu's face flush red with anger: "Your head is scratched again, right?"
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