Quick Transmigration Hoarding: My Selfishness Leads to a Killing Frenzy

Chapter 103 The Four-Courtyard House: Widow Qin (Part 2)

Qingmo needed to rest and recover after childbirth, so Jia Zhangshi spent her days smashing pots and bowls and never gave her a kind look.

Since Qingmo can't go back to work after giving birth, how much money will she lose every day? Jia Zhangshi complains about being poor every day. And now, Uncle Yi has called a meeting of everyone in the courtyard to prepare for a donation.

Qingmo didn't go. She drank the spiritual spring water and took the health-strengthening pills. Her body is now completely fine, but she can't recover so quickly, otherwise she will be forced to go back to work.

The people in the hospital are holding a fundraising meeting.

Place a table in the very center.

Three stewards were sitting on three sides of the table.

The eldest uncle is Yi Zhonghai, the second uncle is Liu Haizhong, and the third uncle is Yan Bugui.

The neighbors filled a large area below, some sharing a long bench, some bringing their own small stools, and Xu Damao standing to the side with his hands in his pockets.

Seeing that almost everyone had arrived, Yi Zhonghai stood up and spoke.

"As everyone knows, the Jia family has had a tough time. After Dongxu left, two widows were left with two children. It's really difficult for them. Qin Huairu has just lost her child and needs to recuperate so she can't go to work."

Yi Zhonghai picked up his teacup, took a sip, and continued, "As neighbors, we should help each other out. As the saying goes, a close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. Our courtyard is a big family, and I think it's necessary to call on everyone to donate some money. We should all lend a hand to anyone in need."

As soon as he finished speaking, Liu Haizhong responded enthusiastically. As the second oldest man in the courtyard, he naturally couldn't be less aware than Yi Zhonghai. Only Yan Bugui remained silent.

At that opportune moment, Jia Zhangshi pretended to wipe away tears, but everyone knew what kind of person she was.

Seeing that no one reacted, since none of them were wealthy, Yi Zhonghai took out ten yuan from his pocket and put it on the table. Liu Haizhong naturally couldn't be left behind and took out ten yuan as well. Everyone looked at Yan Bugui.

Yan Bugui's own family was not wealthy to begin with, and he was extremely stingy. Seeing that everyone was looking at him, he could only reluctantly take out a piece of money from his pocket.

No one said anything, as they all knew about Yan Bugui's family situation. Only Jia Zhangshi pouted in dissatisfaction.

With someone taking the lead, and not wanting to disrespect Yi Zhonghai, everyone had no choice but to take out their money, mostly one or two yuan, or three or five mao.

Only Sha Zhu donated five yuan. Xu Damao, who didn't get along with Sha Zhu, also donated five yuan. After all, his family was well-off, and with Lou Xiao'e as their daughter, they weren't short of money.

Having received a total of 45.6 cents, Jia Zhangshi happily took the money home. Qingmo, who was in her room, naturally heard the commotion and a smile appeared on her lips.

The next day, after Jia Zhangshi left, Qingmo turned the house upside down and found a total of 462.7 yuan in Jia Zhangshi's room, of which 300 yuan was a pension from the factory.

Hehe, now it's all hers.

When Jia Zhangshi checked her secret stash that night, the sky fell – her house had been burgled.

"Help! Thief! Damn it! Who stole this old woman's money? Give it back right now, or I'll never forgive you! My God! How am I supposed to live like this?"

Jia Zhangshi sat on the ground in the courtyard and shouted loudly, attracting everyone's attention. Some people heard that there was a thief and hurried back to check if their homes had been robbed.

When the final inventory was taken, it was discovered that only the Jia family's house had been robbed, and there were no signs of ransacking inside. It seemed like it was done by someone they knew.

Upon hearing that it was done by an acquaintance, Jia Zhangshi immediately suspected that her daughter-in-law had stolen her money and rushed over to tear Qingmo apart.

"Qin Huairu, you little bitch, did you take my money? I'll fight you to the death!"

A loud slap landed, leaving everyone stunned. How dare Qin Huairu hit her mother-in-law?

"Mom, you have to be reasonable. I haven't left my room, and I'm not feeling well. Your door was always locked. How did I get in? You could have just gone in and searched me."

With her arms crossed, Qingmo stared at her expressionlessly.

At this point, Madam Jia Zhang didn't care about the slap anymore. She hurriedly went to Qingmo's room to look for her, turning the quilts and clothes upside down but still couldn't find her. She came out and continued to wail.

When asked how much money she had lost, Jia Zhangshi hesitated and refused to answer. After all, no one knew how much the compensation was. If they knew she had a few hundred yuan and was asking people in the courtyard to donate, they might ask her for money. Who would donate to her in the future?

Yi Zhonghai stepped forward to take charge and ordered someone to report the incident to the police.

When the police arrived and investigated the situation, Jia Zhangshi secretly pulled the people aside, told them the amount of money, and instructed them not to tell anyone else. The police nodded in agreement.

I then asked the neighbors if any strangers had come and gone recently, but I couldn't find any clues, so I could only tell them to wait for notification.

It was late at night, and since they hadn't found her, they had to disperse for now and talk about it tomorrow. Qingmo turned around and went back to her room, not caring whether Jia Zhangshi lived or died.

Jia Zhangshi sat at the dinner table all night thinking, but she still couldn't figure out who stole her money. Now, she only had 3.6 yuan left in the house.

Qin Huairu knew she didn't have a single penny on her. Her only option was to go to Yi Zhonghai again tomorrow to donate more money, otherwise she really wouldn't have any rice to cook.

The next day at daybreak, Jia Zhangshi rushed to find Yi Zhonghai, but no matter how anxious she was, he wasn't there, and the meeting couldn't start until everyone had finished get off work.

Qingmo didn't care about any of that. Anyway, they were starving to death, but she wouldn't starve. She had to think of a way. She didn't want to go to the factory to tighten screws.

She can't, but her mother-in-law can, hehe.

When Yi Zhonghai brought up the donation again at the meeting that evening, no one responded. After all, money doesn't grow on trees.

Only Yi Zhonghai donated ten yuan, and no one responded to him. Even Liu Haizhong looked up at the sky and the ground, but not at Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi. Even the second uncle didn't donate, let alone the others.

The Jia family is pitiful, but whose family isn't?

These days, you have to be careful with every penny. Only Yi Zhonghai, with a monthly salary of eighty or ninety yuan, has no children or burdens. He's willing to be taken advantage of, but others aren't fools.

Qingmo didn't believe that Yi Zhonghai and Jia Zhangshi had no affair. Whenever the Jia family was in trouble, Yi Zhonghai was always the first to step forward.

Who says old people don't have wildflowers? Hehe, who knows?

In the past, it could be said that he was so good to the Jia family because he wanted Jia Dongxu to take care of him in his old age. But after Jia Dongxu died, he was always the one who took the lead in donating money, while no one in the courtyard ever donated money to anyone else.

They say they'll help anyone in need, but apart from the Jia family, no one else seems to be having any difficulties. It's just that the Jia family is always struggling.

Hehe, even old people can have pure love. Qingmo just smiled and didn't express her opinion, since it had nothing to do with her anyway.