Xu Damao did something bad and was short-sighted

He Yuzhu never thought of it.

My own interjection aroused joint criticism and warnings from several uncles.

Although he was aggrieved, he did not dare to say anything.

At the same time, I also felt Jiang Ping'an's influence in the courtyard more deeply.

Just because of Jiang Pingan's words, several uncles stopped talking about business and all helped Jiang Pingan criticize himself.

He Yuzhu had a hot temper and was angry, but he didn't dare to show it at all.

It's not that I'm afraid of a few uncles, but I'm afraid of Jiang Ping'an.

This kid likes to hold on to one thing most.

If he dared to show even the slightest dissatisfaction, he might not just receive a few words of criticism today.

He gritted his teeth, pulled out an ugly smile, and defended:

"I'm just caring about my neighbors and uniting the masses. I don't have any bad intentions."

"Well, since Director Jiang and the other uncles have said so, I will stay away from Sister Qin from now on, right?"

Jiang Pingan nodded with satisfaction and smiled:

"We don't need you to guarantee anything, we will only look at your actual performance."

"Okay, that's it for now. Now let's talk about Jia Dongxu's memorial service."

After a pause, he mused: "The past few years have been bad, and the Jia family has little savings, so they can't do anything big."

"Let's do this. In the evening, each family in our courtyard will cook a few sweet potatoes and bring the potatoes over to sit with them."

"We don't care about what we eat. How about we just treat it as our intention and send Jia Dongxu on his last journey?"

Yi Zhonghai frowned and said, "Isn't this too simple? Can't you be more decent?"

"No, this is not the time to show off." Jiang Ping'an shook his head.

"We not only want the leaders to see that the people in our courtyard are united, but also want the leaders to see the Jia family's difficulties."

"Of course, if Uncle Yi really wants to help the Jia family sincerely, that's easy."

"You can take some money, tickets or grain and give it to the second uncle, who will deliver it to the Jia family."

"Also, supporting the Jia family is entirely voluntary. There is no need to make donations at meetings."

"These days, life is difficult for everyone. We don't have enough to eat. We can't force others to do things."

Liu Haizhong nodded and said: "That's it. I also think it's a very bad phenomenon to donate money frequently."

"Yes, Lao Yiqian wants to help the Jia family. We have no objection and will transfer it to you." Yan Bugui said.

"But you can't just drag us along, especially my family, whose income is not as much as the Jia family's!"

Yi Zhonghai also instantly felt the same frustration felt by He Yuzhu.

He found that it was inconvenient to do many things after he lost his identity as a master.

Without an identity, he has no right to explain, and he has no way to morally kidnap others.

"Okay, then Zhuzi and I will donate some money and food to the Jia family!"

Yi Zhonghai nodded and said no longer reluctantly.

Jiang Ping'an said: "You can donate money or materials if you want, but they must be handed over by three uncles."

"As I said before, there are many disputes at the widow's door. If three uncles come forward, they can prevent others from saying anything."

Yan Bugui said happily: "Yes, give me the money and food, and I will be responsible for connecting with the Jia family."

Yi Zhonghai and He Yuzhu looked at each other, feeling depression in each other's eyes.

…

"Listen up, before five o'clock in the afternoon..." Liu Haizhong stood in the courtyard and shouted.

"Each household, each person boils a sweet potato, and the potatoes are ready, and brings them to the central courtyard for a feast."

"If you have tables and benches at home, bring them over and set them up. Don't make any noise, just calm down and come over."

"..."

At the door of Jia's house, Yan Bugui held fifteen yuan and ten pounds of stick noodles in his hand and handed them to Jia Zhang.

"This is what Lao Yi and Sha Zhu helped your family. I will hand it over to you." Yan Bugui said with a smile.

Mrs. Jia Zhang wondered: "Didn't we reject them this morning? Why do they still need to help us?"

Yan Bugui muttered: "Lao Yi may be supporting you because Jia Dongxu is his apprentice!"

"As for Silly Zhu, anyone who is not blind can see what this kid is thinking."

"But don't worry, several of the uncles and I have already criticized him and told him to stay away from you in the future."

Mrs. Jia Zhang was naturally happy to have an advantage. She happily took the money and stick noodles, raised her chin and asked:

"What did you mean when you yelled at me just now? My family doesn't have money or food to host a banquet!"

Yan Bugui laughed and said, "I don't want you to prepare a banquet. Everyone brings your own food and comes to sit down."

"Dongxu left so unexpectedly that everyone couldn't bear to leave him and wanted to come over to see him off on his last journey."

Jia Zhang was moved for a moment, then nodded and said: "Thank you all for me, thank you!"

As he was talking, he heard Xu Damao shouting in the front yard:

"Sweet potatoes are being distributed. One person from each family will come to the gate of the hospital to receive the sweet potatoes. Each person will be given two kilograms!"

Mrs. Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and said, "This bitch is specifically against our family, right?"

"Yeah, but you are a bastard if you don't take advantage of it. Don't give up free sweet potatoes."

With that said, he brought the money and stick noodles in his hand into the house and handed them to Qin Huairu.

"Xu Damao is handing out sweet potatoes. I'll go out and get them back. By the way, where's the stick man?"

Qin Huairu replied: "I went out to play and knelt there burning paper all day long. Where can I stay?"

"Okay, when he comes back later, don't let him escape." Jia Zhang ordered.

"Uncle Gang Er said that the leaders will come over to pay their respects in the evening, and Banggeng must be waiting in linen and mourning."

"Don't let outsiders come. It's a joke to see that Dongxu doesn't even have anyone to die."

Qin Huairu nodded and said: "When he comes back, I will watch him."

The entrance to the front yard.

Xu Damao was sweating profusely, laughing, and said to Jiang Pingan:

"Today is a good day. I came all the way to your Red Star Commune to buy sweet potatoes."

"You don't know, this trip almost exhausted me to death!"

Jiang Ping'an took a puff of cigarette, blew out the smoke, glanced at him sideways, and said:

"You're a troublemaker. You make trouble wherever you go."

"Let me remind you, Jia Dongxu has just died today. If you confront the Jia family..."

"Others will only sympathize with the Jia family and say that you are bullying other people's orphans and widowed mothers. You can't get the slightest advantage."

Xu Damao frowned and denied:

"I'm not targeting the Jia family. Is it wrong to give everyone sweet potatoes?"

"Ha! Do you think everyone else is a fool?" Jiang Ping'an sneered.

"It's all so obvious, I just need to bring the sweet potatoes to the door of Jia's house to distribute them."

"Tell me, you are not targeting the Jia family, but which one are you targeting?"

"Also, when can't we give out sweet potatoes, why would you choose today? You are wicked!"

Just as he was talking, Liu Guangqi, who came to help, let out a light sigh, and then asked loudly:

"Xu Damao, why are these sweet potatoes you bought moldy?"

Xu Damao said disapprovingly: "Food is extremely expensive these days. It's good to have something to eat."

"What's wrong with the moldy sweet potatoes? Can't they still be eaten after being washed?"

Before Jiang Ping'an left, he looked into the sack, turned back and said with a glare:

"Are you short-sighted? These sweet potatoes are rotten, how can you eat them? Whose responsibility is it to eat the dead ones?"
Chapter completed!