Siheyuan: Making a fortune every day, breaking the defense of the whole courtyard

The newly promoted second uncle Yan Bugui and third uncle Liu Haizhong looked at each other.

But Yi Zhonghai's influence still remained, and with the support of the deaf old lady, the two of them quickly convened a meeting of the entire hospital.

Everyone picked up the stools much faster than before.

In the past, people just watched the show and didn’t care, but today’s meeting is closely related to them.

If what Jia Zhang said just now is true, the deposit is one thousand yuan, then she must have deceived them before.

They must get their money back.

The amount of each donation is not too large, but the frequency is very large.

Basically, there is a small one every two weeks and a big one every month, and the reasons are different each time.

Soon everyone in the compound gathered together.

Even Zhang Xiao and others who usually were too lazy to attend the general meeting were invited by the second uncle Yan Bugui, and they were invited respectfully.

Yi Zhonghai sat on the stool closest to the Eight Immortals Table with a gloomy face. He didn't expect that his kindness would mean giving money to the Jia family.

Every time Jia Dongxu said he had no money and couldn't make ends meet, he would organize a fundraising meeting.

But now the person involved, Jia Zhang, is turning the tables on him.

"Ms. Jia Zhang, you said that your family has one thousand yuan in cash. Is that true?" The second uncle Yan Bugui also looked at Jia Zhang with a murderous look on his face.

Every time he donated five dollars, which was not much, but it was enough to provide living expenses for two people in their family for a month.

He works diligently every day to teach primary school students, but his savings are still not as high as Jia Zhang's, who is lazy and only knows how to eat and do nothing. How can he feel relieved?

"It's true, Second Uncle, you have to help me." Jia Zhang immediately cried out for injustice.

"Jia Dahua, you have to know that every word you say now will be remembered by the residents of the compound present. You have to think about it carefully."

The third uncle Liu Haizhong also frowned.

It was so much money, not even his son had ever received so much money from him. Instead, it was an outsider who took so much money from him.

How many scrambled eggs does this require?

"Uncle, I know. I have one thousand yuan in cash at home." Jia Zhang said shamelessly.

Now that her home is gone and her savings are gone, she has to plan the future for herself and her grandson Banggeng.

Although he is following Xu Damao now, he is not at home for several days a week. He is either in the factory or on the way to show movies.

Eating out has become a common way for Jia Zhang and Bang Geng to solve the problem of food and clothing.

If I don’t have this little money, how can I go out to eat in the future?

"Are you sure?" Second uncle Yan Bugui asked again.

"Sure, definitely and for sure." Jia Zhang nodded frantically.

"You are so good, Jia Zhang, you lied about your savings and defrauded our neighbors. If your family has so much money, why did you ask us for donations before?"

Liu Haizhong roared.

Jia Zhang was stunned for a moment. She had never thought of this.

"Old Yi, tell me what Jia Zhang said to you before?" The second uncle Yan Bugui turned his head and looked at Yi Zhonghai.

He already had an idea in his mind. If Yi Zhonghai still remembered the old friendship and wanted to help Jia Zhang, then he would use his position as the second uncle to get back all the money he had donated before.

He kept all the donation records, and the notebook is still in his home.

"Before, Jia Dongxu came to me and said that he would cry when he saw the mice in his house. It was too difficult to raise five children alone."

"It's always miserable. I never thought we would raise such an ungrateful person."

"......"

As Yi Zhonghai spoke, Jia Zhang began to panic. It seemed that Yi Zhonghai was going to self-destruct.

The fact about the early donations was that she instigated Jia Dongxu to go to Yi Zhonghai's home and cry poor, but Yi Zhonghai didn't know that this was her plan.

At that time, she thought, Jia Dongxu is his apprentice, and he doesn't even make over a hundred yuan a month, so what's wrong with that ten yuan?

The remaining ten dollars are not enough, twenty.

Twenty is not enough, thirty.

When everyone heard Yi Zhonghai's description, many young people immediately started rolling up their sleeves.

If they could get back the money that they donated to Jia Zhang every month, they would become rich instantly.

Not to mention it’s a lot, there’s no problem with eating meat one extra day a month.

"touch~"

Yan Bugui smashed his teacup hard on the Eight Immortals Table, "Jia Zhang, do you have anything else to say?"

"Do you know the consequences of this? Let me ask you again, is there a thousand dollars in your home?"

"Or do you want to use this opportunity to blackmail Yi Zhonghai? Speak!"

Faced with Yan Bugui's questioning, Jia Zhang didn't know how to answer for a moment.

The answer is yes, what awaits Jia Zhang is definitely the anger of the neighbors in the compound.

It’s okay if she can’t get the money back today, she can go to the street office to report it.

If she said no, then her five hundred dollars would have been wasted.

Can she bear this?

"Yes, there is one thousand yuan." Jia Zhang said with a stiff neck.

Zhang Xiao, who was watching the play, was stunned when he heard what Jia Zhang said. Jia Zhang, please at least look at the situation around you before you speak.

Can't you see that everyone has their hands on their benches?

What a true warrior, he dares to face the bloody facts.

Cattle!

The second uncle Yan Bugui glanced at the third uncle Liu Haizhong, and Liu Haizhong understood instantly.

Who doesn't want this money back?

Since Jia Zhang is so rich, why did she cheat them of the money and not take it back? Isn't that making her look stupid?

"After discussion between our two uncles, we decided that Yi Zhonghai was at fault in this matter, and the money should be returned to Jia Zhang."

When Jia Zhang heard what Liu Haizhong said, she immediately kowtowed to express her gratitude.

"Thank you, Lord Qingtian. Thank you, thank you."

Liu Haizhong glanced at Jia Zhang and continued, "But..."

Jia Zhang was stunned for a moment. Why did she have something else to say?

Shouldn't I ask Yi Zhonghai to get the money and give the thousand yuan to myself?

"But Jia Zhang's family is obviously rich, but they pretended to be poor and deceived us all. So after discussing with the second uncle, we decided to withdraw the previous donations."

"Second Master, please go back to the house and get all the previous account books."

Before the second uncle Yan Bugui could get up, Yan Jiecheng had already returned home and brought over the previous account book.

Soon, the second uncle Yan Bugui also calculated the total amount.

It’s not like I don’t know, it’s just a shock.

This is even more exaggerated than Zhang Xiao eating meat every day.

The amount of money he received from Yi Zhonghai alone was as much as one thousand yuan.

Not to mention other people's money.

"The verdict is as follows. Due to Jia Zhang's actions, the one thousand yuan owed by Yi Zhonghai has been repaid. As for the money owed by others, Jia Zhang will have to pay it back slowly."

Boom~~

The words of the two gentlemen were like thunder that struck Jia Zhang's mind.

“No, this is your donation to me. It’s my money.”

"..."

Zhang Xiao couldn't help but shook his head, holding Qin Huairu's shoulders and leaving the central courtyard.