Glancing at Ran Qiuye, Qin Jingru frowned.

This woman is pregnant again and is in better shape.

People's bodies will deform after giving birth, just like her cousin Qin Huairu. She used to be so slim, with a thin waist, big breasts, and a white face. She was the leading beauty in Qinjiazhuang.

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But after giving birth to three children, her waist has become thicker, her belly has grown, and her arms and thighs have become thicker. If it weren't for the fact that the pair of lanterns were bigger, which is a good thing, no one in this courtyard would be interested in them.

But now, looking at Ran Qiuye, her face has become whiter and her figure has become taller. I vaguely felt that this woman had grown taller and looked at her long legs.

Qin Jingru had to admit that she was not as good as Ran Qiuye in appearance, figure or temperament.

Feeling a little disappointed mentally.

Just thinking about coming from the countryside and living the life of a city dweller is already very satisfying.

Now, if Xu Damao has a child, the matter will be settled.

Ahem

Liu Haizhong saw everyone in the yard coming and was about to speak.

After all, it had been like this before and he was used to it.

It's just different this time. Liu Haizhong just coughed twice, and Yan Fugui coughed immediately after.

Uh-huh~~

"Is everyone here? Then let's hold a hospital-wide meeting."

Yan Fugui opened his mouth and swallowed the words in Liu Haizhong's throat. As soon as he stood up, his crotched body slowly sat back down under Yan Fugui's voice.

Yan Fugui glanced at Liu Haizhong, and their eyes collided.

After returning home, Yan Fugui knew that this was Liu Haizhong's design.

Although he jumped into the pit and was bleeding this time, it didn't mean that he had no temper.

The uncle in this courtyard is Yan Fugui.

Liu Haizhong put his head down, reached out and touched the five yuan in his right pants pocket, then gritted his teeth and took out five more yuan from the left and put them together.

"Yan Laoxi, let's see how you step down this time."

Yan Fugui sat there with a calm look on his face, "Let's talk about something today."

"Lao Yi and Qin Huairu, who work in the steel rolling mill, are in the hospital for rescue because of the accident."

"As the elder of the hospital, I think we should all be in the same boat and help where we can."

"Of course, this is just my personal opinion."

"Our compound does not speak in a single voice, nor does it engage in coercion. We all express our opinions. Everyone has to say a few words and express his position."

"Let's make this matter clear. Who thinks it's okay to donate and who doesn't think it's necessary? Let's let the minority obey the majority. What do you think?"

Yan Fugui spoke eloquently, not paying any attention to the anxious bangs beside him, or the Jia Zhang who was about to turn into a bitter-faced person.

How could there be such a conference in the past?

Wouldn't it be enough for the three uncles to finish speaking, express their opinions, and let a few people take the lead and make donations?

Why did this happen?

Jia Zhang looked at Yan Fugui and gritted her teeth, "Uncle Yan, it wasn't like this before."

Mrs. Jia Zhang opened her triangular eyes and her voice was trembling.

If we go by what Yan Fugui said, most people would probably refuse. If the minority obeys the majority, then it would be useless to donate!

"It didn't happen before, but that doesn't mean it won't happen in the future. Times are progressing, the Guo family is developing, and people's awareness of rights is gradually improving."

Yan Fugui didn't take Jia Zhang seriously at all.

How could he, an intellectual, be managed by someone like her who couldn't read a lot of Chinese characters?

He lowered his eyes from his bangs and snorted in his heart, really thinking that he didn't have two brushes.

Liu Haizhong sat there, holding the hand in his pocket tighter.

I had been planning for so long, but I didn't expect to be disturbed by Yan Fugui's few words.

This Yan Lao is really vicious.

Liu Haizhong looked at Yan Fugui and said nothing.

But Mrs. Jia Zhang was anxious. Now that Qin Huairu was not here, and no one could speak for her, she could only emphasize again, "Uncle Yan, our previous rules were quite good. If you change this, what will happen if something goes wrong?"

What to do if something goes wrong!”

"It used to be the past. Now, I, Yan Fugui, am the uncle. That's it."

Yan Fugui said categorically, and the people in the surrounding courtyard saw Uncle Yan's aura for the first time.

Mrs. Jia Zhang took a deep breath, knowing that Yan Fugui was determined not to help them. Looking at the reactions of the people around her, she also knew that this time, the situation was over.

"Well, now that everyone knows what's going on, let's get started."

Yan Fugui said, standing up first, "As the master of the courtyard, let me say a few words first."

Below, Liu Haizhong just stood up and then sat down angrily.

I secretly hate it.

Here, Yan Fugui has already spoken.

"Respect the old and love the young, save lives and heal the wounded, unite neighbors and help each other."

“This is what the sub-district office has always advocated, and it is what our courtyard house must follow, implement and carry forward.”

Every time Yan Fugui said something, he would wave his hand in the air, looking very imposing.

"These are the virtues advocated by the Guo family, and they are all carried forward and practiced by us."

"Nowadays, Lao Yi is still lying on the hospital bed. Let's touch our consciences about the specific situation. Everyone knows how Lao Yi has done over the years."

The eyes of the people around him flickered. In recent years, due to the rise of Yang Xiaotao, Yi Zhonghai's prestige has been greatly reduced. However, before Yang Xiaotao's rise, as the master of the courtyard, he did do something for the courtyard.

Yan Fugui saw this, then changed the subject and looked at Jia Zhang.

"And the Jia family, Qin Huairu is also injured this time, please help if you can."

"So, as the eldest son of the courtyard, on behalf of the Yan family, I agree to donate!"

Finally, Yan Fugui said something in the affirmative, then picked up some soybeans from the bowl in the middle of the table and put them in the bowl on the left.

Below, when Jia Zhang heard Yan Fugui's decision, she raised her head and looked at Yan Fugui in surprise.

Many people in the hospital felt the same way, and they never expected that Yan Fugui would agree to donate.

On the other hand, Ran Qiuye on the side nodded silently after hearing this.

This is what being an uncle should look like.

Moreover, I just promised to donate, but I haven’t said how much I will donate yet.

Ran Qiuye watched Yan Fugui sit down and immediately stood up with bangs underneath.

Ahem

"Everyone, listen to what I have to say."

"Let's not talk about those who are close, let's talk about those who are far away. My uncle really helped a lot of people in those years. When the weather was cold, he would buy coal for people in the yard. If anyone had a problem, he would help. In the past two years, we were together.

Help the needy households in the hospital..."

As Liu Haizhong talked, he kept talking about Yi Zhonghai.

The people below were a little impatient. Seeing that Liu Haizhong hadn't stopped yet, Wang Dashan on the side said directly, "Liu Haizhong, after you finish speaking, express your position quickly. It's so late and you can't sleep."

Liu Haizhong was getting ready to talk for another half hour when he was interrupted by Wang Dashan, and he felt very unhappy.

But seeing the unkind looks from the people around him and the hint of coughing from the second aunt beside him, Liu Haizhong knew that he was no longer the second uncle and no one liked to listen to his nonsense.

"I, on behalf of our family, agree."

After Liu Haizhong finished speaking, Yan Fugui took a bean and put it in the bowl on the left.

When Jia Zhang heard the word "agree", a smile appeared on her face.

Liu Haizhong sat down and someone stood up.

"I, on behalf of our family, Xu Damao, agree."

In the crowd, Qin Jingru raised her hand and spoke loudly.

Jia Zhang looked up and nodded silently in her mind, "At critical moments, you can still rely on your own people."

However, when Jia Zhang looked at Yan Fugui again, she found that he had no intention of taking the beans.

Instead, he raised his head and said coldly, "Who are you? Can you represent Xu Damao?"

After saying these words, Qin Jingru sat on the spot.
To be continued...