Courtyard House: Purchasing Agents' Comeback from the Great Famine

As Wang Feng left the movie theater, he was still somewhat reluctant to leave. Inside the theater, he had done almost everything he could, except for the final step.

This also meant that Wang Feng was born in a good era. Girls in this era were truly innocent. If this were in later generations, they wouldn't even dare to imagine it.

It was already past 7 p.m. when Wang Feng asked Qin Jingru, "Jingru, did you bring a letter of introduction? We haven't registered our marriage yet, so I can't bring you back to my room. Otherwise, it'll be troublesome if someone reports us."

Qin Jingru nodded: "Brother Wang Feng, I brought it."

"Jingru, how about this? I'll take you to the guesthouse for the night, and then I'll send you home by car tomorrow morning. A week later, I'll come to your house to propose marriage. What do you think?"

"Okay, I'll listen to Brother Wang Feng."

Qin Jingru smiled sweetly, revealing two dimples, looking very well-behaved.

Wang Feng smiled with satisfaction; he liked Qin Jingru's obedience.

He now has a spatial dimension, the Water of Life, and the experience of his future life, so he doesn't need a woman's help at all. Someone like Qin Jingru, who listens to him in everything and doesn't cause him any trouble, is the greatest help she can give him.

He rode his bicycle and took Qin Jingru to a guesthouse near Nanluoguxiang, where he gave her another ten yuan.

"Jingru, go back and rest. I'll come over early tomorrow morning. This ten yuan is for your transportation."

Seeing that Wang Feng was so generous, giving her ten yuan for the fare, Qin Jingru was very happy.

"Pop".

After kissing Wang Feng on the cheek, Qin Jingru happily ran into the guesthouse.

"See you tomorrow morning, Brother Wang Feng."

Wang Feng touched his face, looked around, and seeing that no one was paying attention to them, rode his bicycle back to courtyard number 95.

Upon entering the front yard, I neither saw the door god Yan Fugui nor the three aunties.

Upon arriving at the Intermediate People's Court, we found that a general meeting was being held, with about a hundred people packed together, some standing and some sitting, almost filling the entire courtroom.

There was an eight-immortal table in front of the three old men. Yi Zhonghai sat in the middle, and Yan Fugui and Liu Haizhong sat on the left and right respectively, making it look like a joint trial.

"Wow, that's a memorable scene."

Wang Feng quickly parked his bicycle, squeezed into the crowd, and saw Xu Damao sitting in front. Without any hesitation, he sat down directly.

He handed Xu Damao a Daqianmen cigarette and asked, "Brother Damao, what's the matter?"

"Hey, what else could it be? Donating money to the Jia family, of course."

Wang Feng smiled and nodded, took out a match, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and waited to see the show.

Anyway, he won't donate, and he doesn't want to cause trouble. It's other people's business if they want to donate, what does it have to do with him?

Yi Zhonghai also saw Wang Feng at this moment, which made him frown. He thought Wang Feng had gone to the countryside. The reason why he held the whole college meeting so late was to take advantage of Wang Feng's absence and prevent him from causing trouble.

"Quiet!"

Liu Haizhong stood up, looked at everyone, and said in a manner reminiscent of a leader in a meeting:

"Well... ah, our hospital has always upheld the traditional virtues of respecting the elderly and caring for the young. Now, let's invite our highly respected elder to speak."

This comical scene involving Liu Haizhong immediately drew laughter from everyone.

Wang Feng was so amused by the hilarious scene in Liu Haizhong's hair that he almost choked on his cigarette smoke.

"Cough cough."

Yi Zhonghai coughed twice, gestured downwards with his hand, and seeing that everyone had quieted down, he then spoke:

"The reason for this hospital-wide meeting is the same old issue: the Jia family's livelihood."

"As everyone knows, only Dongxu in the Jia family has a ration, and he has to buy expensive grain every month just to make a living."

"Our No. 95 compound is a civilized compound where we help each other, are united and friendly. We cannot always think of ourselves. Respecting the elderly and caring for the young is a traditional virtue of our compound."

"Everyone helped the Jia family today. If you encounter any difficulties in the future, everyone will help you too. As an elder in the courtyard, I must set an example. I will donate twenty yuan."

As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai took out two large black ten bills and put them into the basin he had prepared beforehand.

Seeing this, Qin Huairu stepped forward, wiped away her tears, and bowed deeply to everyone.

"Thank you everyone, thank you for your help. When my dog ​​grows up, I will definitely repay you all."

When the birds saw Qin Huairu's tearful appearance, they all took out their money, some with 3 or 5 mao, and others with a few cents or a dollar.

With a pained expression, Liu Haizhong took out 15 yuan and put it in the basin.

"As the second oldest man in the compound, I'll donate 15 yuan."

When the Liu family saw this, they felt worse than if they had swallowed a dead fly, especially the brothers Liu Guangtian and Liu Guangfu. If they had used 15 yuan to buy eggs for them, how many eggs would they have been able to buy?

"Third Uncle, First Uncle and Second Uncle have both donated, aren't you going to do something too?" Sha Zhu teased with a smile.

Yan Fugui reluctantly took out a yuan, put it in the washbasin, and then said to everyone:

"As everyone knows, I earn 27.5 yuan a month. I'm the only one in my family who earns money, and it's not easy to support six people. So I'll donate one yuan."

"Tch, only one yuan? Yan Laoshi is just as stingy as ever." Sha Zhu curled his lip in disdain.

As he spoke, Sha Zhu pulled out a large black ten and slammed it on the table.

Yi Zhonghai coughed and quickly interrupted Sha Zhu: "Zhu Zi, these donations are all voluntary. Besides, the Yan family is indeed in financial difficulty, so just say less."

Sha Zhu nodded silently, looked at Xu Damao with a provocative expression.

"Sha Mao, I'll donate ten yuan. How much are you going to donate? You're a projectionist, so don't blame me for looking down on you if you don't donate enough."

Xu Damao slammed two yuan on the table and angrily said to Shazhu:

"Shazhu, you're a fool. If you want to support someone else's wife, go support her yourself. I only have two yuan, that's all."

"Hey, you silly Mao, I think you're itching for a beating again. I'll loosen up your muscles for you."

As he spoke, Sha Zhu rushed forward, grabbed Xu Damao by the collar, and prepared to beat him severely.

"Silly Zhu, silly Zhu, let me tell you, if you dare to hit me today, I'll call the police right away and I'll make sure you're stuck in jail."

When Jia Zhangshi saw that Xu Damao only donated two yuan, she was immediately unhappy, as he usually donated five yuan.

"Old Jia, come up here quickly! That damned Xu Damao only donated two yuan? What can that do? He's bullying us orphans and widows! Come up here and take him away!"

"Bang."

Yi Zhonghai slammed his hand on the table: "Zhuzi, put Xu Damao down! Didn't I say that donating more or less is voluntary? Old sister-in-law, and you too, if you keep making trouble, don't come looking for me in the future."

Sha Zhu reluctantly let go of Xu Damao, and seeing this, Jia Zhangshi dared not throw a tantrum anymore.

Seeing that everyone else had donated except Wang Feng, Yi Zhonghai immediately had an idea. He looked at Wang Feng and said:

"Wang Feng, everyone else has donated, aren't you going to donate something? Our compound is a civilized compound; we can't always think of ourselves, we should have compassion..."

Before Yi Zhonghai could finish speaking, Wang Feng raised his hand to interrupt his moralizing and directly confronted him:

"You're so kind-hearted, aren't you? Why don't you donate this old lady? There are so many old bachelors in the countryside who haven't been able to find wives. If you let this old lady help them get pregnant, and if they succeed, there will be one less childless person in society. That would be a great act of kindness. It just depends on whether you're truly kind-hearted."

Wang Feng was certain that Yi Zhonghai wouldn't dare report it to the subdistrict office, so he was going to say the most offensive things he could think of.

Upon hearing this, all the birds stared wide-eyed at Wang Feng.

"You...you"

Yi Zhonghai pointed tremblingly at Wang Feng, unable to speak for a long time. His blood rushed to his head, his vision went black, and he collapsed.

"Old Yi, Old Yi!"

"Quickly pinch the philtrum."

An older woman, supporting Yi Zhonghai, glared venomously at Wang Feng and gritted her teeth, saying:

"Wang Feng, you're too vicious! If you don't want to donate, fine, but do you have to be so cruel? Besides, when did I ever offend you? Why are you humiliating me like this?"

After saying that, the old woman started pinching Yi Zhonghai's philtrum.

Yi Zhonghai quickly regained consciousness. As soon as he woke up, he weakly said to the old woman, "Quickly help me back to my room."

Sha Zhu gave Wang Feng a cold look, but did not go forward to provoke him, and went back into the house.

"Alright, alright, everyone can leave now. This is the donation for this time, a total of 53.6 yuan. Qin Huairu, come and take it."

Just as Yan Fugui was about to hand the money to Qin Huairu, a dark figure rushed over, snatched the washbasin, and quickly ran back to the Jia family home.

A company-wide meeting ended with Yi Zhonghai fainting.