Siheyuan: Forced to exchange rooms with Qin Huairu at the beginning

The worst thing was that Qin Huairu also looked at Yi Zhonghai with expectant eyes, as if Yi Zhonghai was omnipotent and that he would be able to solve the problem if she gave it to him.

Jia Zhangshi Yi Zhonghai can ignore him, but he cannot ignore Qin Huairu. After all, he is still waiting for Qin Huairu to take care of him when he is old.

"Dear neighbors, everyone knows that the Jia family has no men, and life is not easy. We can't even celebrate the New Year."

"Otherwise, we wouldn't use such a ridiculous method to ask for donations. Our courtyard has always been an advanced courtyard. Mutual assistance is the purpose of our courtyard. I hope everyone can help, at least let the Jia family celebrate the New Year first."

"How about this, I'll buy two first, and everyone who has money can help me."

As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai took out two dimes from his pocket, walked up and handed it to Qin Huairu.

Yi Zhonghai was still very capable. The nature of the matter changed in an instant. He said that selling couplets meant that the Jia family was too poor to afford a living, but they were embarrassed to ask everyone to donate money, so they used this method.

Originally, as long as the report was made, all the people in the Jia family would not have to celebrate the New Year in the courtyard, but when it was said this way, it became charitable in nature. The fact that Yi Zhonghai could think of such a solution in such a short time shows how powerful he is.

"Thank you, thank you uncle, this is the couplet, please take it."

Qin Huairu said gratefully and handed the two couplets to Yi Zhonghai.

I thought to myself that Yi Zhonghai is still the best. Look at the depth of his words. I still have to learn from him.

Banggeng felt a little uncomfortable when he heard what Yi Zhonghai said. What did he mean by there were no men in the Jia family? He was grown up now and he was the man of the Jia family.

Sha Zhu felt a little uncomfortable after hearing this. It’s not that he put himself in the shoes of a man from the Jia family, but he just felt uncomfortable for some unknown reason.

Zhang Zhiqiang sneered. Yi Zhonghai really had good means. He could handle anything like this. But he would fail this time after all.

Jia Zhang's identity as a labor camp prisoner is now well-known among the people. These neighbors probably don't want to talk to Jia Zhang, for fear of ruining their reputation, let alone buy Jia Zhang's couplets, as they must think it is unlucky.

During the Chinese New Year, everyone wants good luck. Who would be willing to take back something unlucky? It is simply impossible.

"Everyone hurry up, Lao Liu, you should buy two too."

Seeing that no one was moved, Yi Zhonghai started calling out names.

As the second uncle in the courtyard, you, Liu Haizhong, have the obligation to step forward and take the lead at this time. You are the one who enjoys the title of second uncle, so naturally you have to stand up now that something has happened.

"Forehead."

Liu Haizhong was embarrassed. He was enjoying the fun but didn't expect to be called out.

But should he really buy it? Liu Haizhong didn't want to. He only earned more than 80 yuan a month, so he didn't need the money. But he just felt it was unlucky.

You have to know that Liu Haizhong is destined to be an official in the future, so his luck must be particularly important. Every year, Liu Haizhong doesn't even buy Yan Bugui's couplets, thinking that Yan Bugui has bad luck and always buys expensive couplets from outside.

It is even more impossible now. Not to mention asking Liu Haizhong to pay for it, even if it is given to him for free, Liu Haizhong would not want to take it.

But Liu Haizhong did not dare to openly refuse Yi Zhonghai. The three uncles in the courtyard were united, especially in front of outsiders. They had to be united and could not disrespect Yi Zhonghai like this.

"Well, I don't have any money with me. Wait a minute, I'll go back and get some money."

Liu Haizhong is not very educated, and this is the only solution he can think of given limited time.

When Liu Haizhong stood up and prepared to leave, he found that his wife and two sons were still there, watching the fun.

Liu Haixin was so angry. You are here for a while, so I have to come back. Two stupid sons, not understanding at all.

"What are you still standing here for? Get back here right now."

Liu Haizhong slapped each of his two sons on the head and ran back cursing.

The second aunt was a little confused. Why did she beat her son in public? If he wanted to withdraw money, couldn’t he just go back and get it?

"You are walking back too, what are you looking at?"

Liu Haizhong glared at the second aunt and went back with his whole family.

Yi Zhonghai's face was gloomy. He could see what was going on. Liu Haizhong was just looking for an opportunity to slip away because he didn't want to buy the couplets from the Jia family.

Yi Zhonghai was very unhappy with this disrespectful behavior, but at least the other party did not directly refuse, and the reason of taking money was reasonable.

"Old Yan, I know you must have money on you. I know your family is not doing well, so you don't need to bring much. Just buy one."

Yi Zhonghai continued to name names, saying that Yan Bugui's salary was not high, but he had his own plans for being able to sit as the third uncle in the hospital, and now that something happened, he would definitely stand up.

Yan Bugui's face darkened. Why was there still his own business?

Speaking of money, Yan Bugui actually has some, all earned from the couplet he wrote just now.

But who is Yan Bugui? He is one of the four misers in the novel. His motto is "If you have enough food and clothes, you will be poor, but if you don't plan well, you will be poor."

It would be better to kill him than to ask him to pay a huge sum of ten cents to buy a piece of waste paper.

Yan Bugui rolled his eyes, thinking about whether there was any way he could avoid paying the money and not offend Yi Zhonghai.

"Lao Yi, you know me well. I only make about 30 yuan a month. This year, my eldest son is getting married, and the already large family has even more people."

"It's hard to even have food to eat, let alone donating money to other people's families, especially since I bought a second-hand bicycle this year."

"That money was all borrowed, and now I still owe it to pay for the famine."

"People say that debts don't last forever. I really have no other options. You should understand."

"I'll leave first. I still have a lot of things to do at home."

After Yan Bugui explained the situation with reason and emotion, he turned and walked towards the front yard.

Yan Bugui is indeed a cultured man, and he has a lot to say. As long as he makes himself look miserable, Yi Zhonghai would feel embarrassed to ask him to pay.

But it was true. Yan Bugui had said so much, and Yi Zhonghai really had no way of forcing him to pay.

After all, everyone knows that life is not easy for the third uncle's family, and they would rather spend every penny carefully. It is indeed a bit unkind to ask him to pay.

Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai saw Zhang Zhiqiang in the crowd. He was a rich man, earning more than 80 yuan a month.

Together with my wife's salary, it's more than 120 yuan. You're definitely the richest man in Hongxing Siheyuan. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you not to contribute some money?

In addition, Zhang Zhiqiang has always had a bad relationship with the Jia family, so this opportunity can also ease the relationship between the two families.

Yi Zhonghai knew that no matter whether your two families were good or not, as long as the neighbors in the yard thought that your two families had a good relationship, then it was good, and no one could refute it.

Besides, who wants to offend others? Yi Zhonghai felt that this was also helping Zhang Zhiqiang. It would also be good for him to ease the relationship with the Jia family. Isn’t this an opportunity right now?

"Zhang Zhiqiang, your family's salary is so high, it's okay for you to buy ten pairs, right? It's only about one dollar, which is nothing to you."

Yi Zhonghai mentioned ten sets as soon as he opened his mouth, as if it was a matter of course.

You bought more than others and helped the Jia family. Isn't this the best way to ease the relationship?

Zhang Zhiqiang was shocked when he heard this. Everyone knew about his relationship with the Jia family, but he didn't expect Yi Zhonghai to ask him about it. Isn't it obvious what the result will be?

Whose money was blown away by the wind? Isn't one dollar money? Besides, if we give the money to the Jia family, it would be better to let the wind blow it away.