"Is it possible to get everyone to donate?"

"No, no, our family is not rich either!"

Soon Yan Fugui figured out why the aunt came to him and didn't ask him to organize a charity show in the courtyard.

But can he do this?

Of course not, otherwise their family's fate would be similar to that of Yi Zhonghai's family and Jia's family.

The third aunt understood and said hurriedly, then sneered, "Now that I think of my neighbors helping me, they still have the nerve to say what they did before!"

"I used to show my love, but it chilled the hearts of the people in the courtyard. Who cares about it now?"

"Okay, don't worry about this. They can do whatever they like. If it doesn't work, just go to the countryside to collect firewood. I think the countryside is all about burning wood, so it's not bad."

After Yan Fugui finished speaking, the third aunt walked aside to put away the food and prepare to eat.

Intermediate Court.

Yi Zhonghai covered his legs with a quilt and looked out the window, his face seemed to be filled with memories and annoyance.

I think back then, when he was still a grown man and an eighth-level fitter in a machinery factory.

There are also Jia family members in this courtyard.

At that time, he also said that he would accept apprentices, and the scene at that time was similar to what it is now.

What a pity.

Taking on a disciple is risky.

He is a negative example.

Taking in Jia Dongxu, a loser, not only failed to help him, but also brought him to where he is today.

How great it would have been if he had accepted Yang Xiaotao back then!

Now, he is still living on his last breath, and he has long been sitting in Yang's house, warming the stove, drinking tea, and waiting for his disciples and grandsons to be filial.

"One wrong move and you lose everything!"

Yi Zhonghai looked back and murmured to himself.

It's still very spicy in the eyes.

I hope Yang Xiaotao will also accept trash, preferably like Jia Dongxu.

I said to myself, then felt the pain in my legs and groaned again.

Moving his body to the stove, Yi Zhonghai picked up the fire hook and poked the stove, and saw that there was only a little red light, which could not dispel the cold ice in the room!

well!

Now my legs hurt so much when I get a little cold.

If I had known this would be the case, I wouldn't have broken my leg on purpose!

I regret it!

A aunt walked in from outside, followed by Qin Huairu.

Seeing the two people, his eyes turned around on the latter.

Suddenly I felt that Jia Dongxu was not useless, at least it was good to keep this widow.

It’s just that this widow from the countryside is not simple!

If it were before, I would still be able to handle it myself.

But now, after so many things, my wings have hardened and I have begun to disobey!

Now that he has a way to earn his own food, it is beyond his control.

In addition, there is no obedient fool in this courtyard, so the only one the couple can count on is her!

This changes the control relationship between both parties.

His eyes stayed on Qin Huairu for a moment, and Yi Zhonghai suppressed his thoughts.

If you want this woman to be obedient, you must be rich!

But now, with him like this, where does the money come from?

Suddenly, Yi Zhonghai remembered the deaf old lady. When the old lady asked him to remember a few names, he always remembered them.

Previously, I had not dared to look for him because I was afraid of being implicated.

But now, he felt that he had to take the initiative.

"Lao Yi, don't come down like this."

The aunt saw Yi Zhonghai holding the fire hook and said hurriedly, and stepped forward to help him up and sit back on the bed.

"It's cold in the room, I'll come down and take care of myself."

As Yi Zhonghai said, the eldest mother lowered her head and sighed. Qin Huairu just smiled without showing much concern.

To Qin Huairu, Yi Zhonghai was a hypocrite, he talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality but was full of bad intentions. She had been following him behind the Jia family's back...
Chapter completed!