chsdbacks Chapter 452 Selection of Needy Households in the Courtyard
Chapter 452 Selection of Needy Households in the Courtyard
Xu Damao and Lu Banxia's actions left everyone in the hospital speechless. Although they didn't donate much, Xu Damao's injuries hadn't fully healed, and he was still recuperating at home, having been away from work for so long.
However, Xu Damao's injury is considered a work-related injury, and the factory will continue to pay his wages as usual during this period.
Lu Banxia hasn't been living in this courtyard for long, and she's only been working for a short time, so it's not bad that she can donate five yuan.
Seeing this, Yi Zhonghai said with a pained expression, "As an old man in the courtyard, I will donate twenty yuan every month. As everyone knows, I have no savings left and live off my monthly salary. The old lady is in poor health and has to take medicine all the time, so she doesn't have much money left each month."
"Cough cough."
Liu Haizhong coughed lightly: "Well, as the second oldest in the courtyard, my salary is not as high as the oldest's. I also have several people to support in my family, so I will donate twenty yuan every month."
After the two elderly men, Wang Feng also stood up and said:
"As the only cadre in the compound, and with the highest family income, I won't donate money. Money can't buy much food these days. My family will donate 20 jin of cornmeal every month. I'll donate 10 jin, and Jingru will donate 10 jin. As for the money and food I used to give to Old Chen and his family every month, I will continue to do so."
"Good, Wang Feng truly lives up to his reputation as the only cadre in our institute; he has a real sense of responsibility."
"Good job, Wang Feng! From now on, if anyone dares to say that your family is extravagant and lives a luxurious life, I, Old Chen, will beat them up one by one."
"That's right, Wang Feng is a great hunter. He eats the prey he hunts, and nobody can say anything about it. If you're so capable, why don't you go hunting yourselves?"
The two people who spoke up for Wang Feng were Old Chen and Yuan Hong, whom Wang Feng had previously helped. Now, the benefits of helping these two families are becoming apparent.
Wang Feng has dozens of tons of cornmeal in his space, and he also grows other grains there. He usually uses the cornmeal to feed his pigs.
When Yan Jiecheng heard Yuan Hong's words, his face turned ashen. Wasn't Yuan Hong implying that he was overestimating himself?
"Hey, Uncle Chen, everyone else has donated what they could. Your family is the only three-income family in the compound. Aren't you going to donate anything?" Old Chen asked.
"Yes, Uncle, although your family has a lot of people, you also earn a lot. With three employees in your family, your monthly income must be at least a hundred, right?"
"Uncle, your family has three working members, and you're the one in charge. It wouldn't be right for you not to donate something, would it?"
Upon hearing this, Yan Fugui glared fiercely at Old Chen, that troublemaker. What kind of working-class family was his? Liu Yuhua and his family were living separately now, and he couldn't get a single penny out of Liu Yuhua.
But family scandals shouldn't be aired in public, so he couldn't reveal this matter, otherwise people would think that his family couldn't even control their daughter-in-law.
Suppressing the urge to beat Old Chen to death, Yan Fugui's eyes were bloodshot, his teeth were almost ground to powder, and he said with a pained expression:
"As everyone knows, our family's life savings were stolen, and the damn thief still hasn't been caught. My monthly salary is 27 yuan, which is only 18 yuan after deduction. We have a lot of people to feed at home, so I'll donate 5 yuan every month."
After saying this, Yan Fugui deflated like a punctured balloon, completely listless. Only his family knew the hardships they had endured.
They haven't eaten cornmeal in a long time, they've been eating sweet potatoes all the time, and now they have to donate five yuan every month, which is more painful than having their heart ripped out.
Seeing Yan Fugui's expression of wanting to devour him alive, Old Chen laughed loudly:
"Well done, Third Uncle is indeed Third Uncle, his awareness is truly high."
"Uncle, your family is large, so I have no objection to you donating five yuan every month."
The three aunties and Yan Jiecheng and other members of the Yan family were heartbroken to hear that their family had to donate five yuan every month for no reason. If they used that five yuan to buy sweet potatoes, it would be enough for their family to eat for several days.
Liu Yuhua watched indifferently, as if she were watching a grand show. In any case, it was the Yan family who wanted to donate, and it had nothing to do with her.
Yan Fugui gestured for everyone to quiet down before speaking:
"Alright, now that we've covered all the families who donated money and food, let's take stock of them. Next, we'll look at the families in need in the compound. At the last general meeting, there were four families in need, so we won't count those four this time. We'll now select the new families in need in the compound."
Upon hearing that they were selecting families in need, Jia Zhangshi immediately stood up and shouted:
"Is there even a need to choose? My Jia family is the poorest family in the courtyard. If you don't choose my Jia family this time, I'll never forgive you."
"Jia Zhangshi, have you no shame? Tell me, how is your family in trouble? Is your family as poor as mine?"
"That's right, Jia Zhangshi. If your family is considered poor, then our whole courtyard is poor. Everyone in the courtyard knows that the factory compensated your Jia Dongxu with three hundred yuan. Don't tell me that you spent all three hundred yuan. Moreover, Qin Huairu started working at the factory with a salary of 27.5 yuan. Your family's per capita living expenses have reached seven yuan."
"Jia Zhangshi, stop causing trouble. You say your family is poor? Who would believe that? Everyone, look at Bang Geng, he's gotten so fat lately. And look at my Xiao Bao, he's just skin and bones."
Upon hearing this, everyone looked towards Banggeng and saw that Banggeng had not only not lost weight, but had actually gained weight, unlike the other children in the yard who were all pale and thin.
"Shut up, all of you!"
Madam Jia looked at the group of people who had just spoken, her triangular eyes widening, and said fiercely:
"I'm not on a ration. Cornmeal is 1.5 yuan a pound now. Are you all blind? Grain prices are so high now, which of you can afford such expensive grain?"
"I don't care. If my Jia family isn't considered a poor family, then nobody else is either. Otherwise, I'll come to your house and cause trouble every day."
Aunt Li stepped forward and sneered, "Let them make a scene! Who's afraid of who? Jia Zhangshi, who can you blame for not having your quota? Why didn't you transfer your household registration to the city when you could? When you rented out your land and collected rent every year, you didn't give us neighbors a single steamed bun. Don't think that throwing a tantrum will work. Now everyone is starving. Do you really think everyone is afraid of your tantrums?"
"Old hag Li, how dare you spout such nonsense! I'll scratch you to death!"
With a loud roar, Jia Zhangshi charged towards Aunt Li with a wild boar-like charge.
"Quick...stop her!" Yan Fugui exclaimed.
Qin Huairu tried to stop her, but Jia Zhangshi rushed out so quickly that she couldn't stop her at all.