I messed up the Siheyuan

Chapter 336 Wang Ping's Method

In response to Yi Zhonghai's angry glare, Wang Ping just said "Hehe!" with disdain.

"That...big guy..."

"The reason why I said that we should not rush to donate grain to the Jia family is that I think..."

“It hasn’t come to that yet.”

"Nowadays, no one has abundant food."

"If you donate one more handful of grain to the Jia family, the whole family will have to eat one less bite!"

"So, we can think of other ways to help the Jia family overcome this difficulty."

"In the end, when there is really no other way, it won't be too late to donate grain to the Jia family, right?"

"After all, the Jia family didn't say that they would run out of food tomorrow."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the courtyard nodded in agreement.

Yi Zhonghai, who was far away, slammed the table heavily with a "bang!"

Then, he pointed at Wang Ping and angrily rebuked him, “Pingzi, you make it sound so light.

Since you said this, then you should think of a solution!

Even if we don't donate grain, we can still help the Jia family get through this difficult time."

"Hehe...uncle!..." Wang Ping said confidently: "Don't bother to bully me.

Since I dare to say this, there must be a way."

"Is there a way?!" Yi Zhonghai was slightly stunned, a hint of hesitation appeared on his face.

But he still said loudly: "Okay, then tell me your solution.

It also allows the old man to broaden his horizons. "

“Actually!…” Wang Ping said with a smile: “The method is very simple!

If you have any difficulties, find an organization!

Sister-in-law Jia is not feeling well, so can't she go and handle the "household registration transfer"?

Then let's report this to the streets.

I believe...

There will definitely be no such thing on the streets, they will just watch and do nothing.

After all, if the Jia family's household registration is not moved to the city, people will really starve to death."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yi Zhonghai thought to himself, "Oh no! I'm going to make a fool of myself today."

After hearing Wang Ping's words, everyone in the courtyard was stunned at first, and then immediately started discussing.

"Yes! ... Pingzi is right! ..."

"Tell the street office about this, they will definitely take care of it."

"That's right! If they dare not do anything, I will write a letter of denunciation and sue them."

"Hey!... That's good now!..."

"As long as the subdistrict office takes care of this matter, we won't have to donate the grain anymore."

"Isn't it? ... To be honest, I just calculated it..."

"If we donate grain to the Jia family, even if we only donate one pound a month, our family will still have two or three meals, and we won't be able to eat enough!"

……

There was a buzz of discussion in the yard, and everyone was a little happy.

After all, there is no need to donate food anymore.

Qin Huairu, who was standing at the gate of Jia's house, had a pair of peach blossom eyes, which were even more sparkling at this moment.

The sad look on his face just now was also gone.

In the entire courtyard, only Yi Zhonghai had an angry look in his eyes.

He snorted blankly and said disdainfully: "He is a man of few words and a man of few actions.

Pingzi, you make it sound so light.

I ask you…

Who will go to the street office to discuss this matter?

You can't let Qin Huairu walk to the street office with a big belly, right?

If something happens on the way, will you, Wang Ping, be responsible?

and also…

Even if the street office stepped in to help the Jia family, they could get the household registration issue sorted out.

Grain certificates and other things were also sent to the Jia family.

But if their family wants to get the ration from the city, they have to start from next month.

The Jia family’s stored food is enough to last for a few days.

With more than half a month left, you want to leave their whole family to starve?"

These words made Qin Huairu's originally bright eyes dim immediately.

The excited people in the courtyard stopped talking and turned their eyes to Wang Ping.

"Uncle!" Wang Ping said in a slightly arrogant tone, "Are the two points you mentioned easy to solve?

First of all, who will report this to the streets?

This...need I say more?

Of course it's you three uncles! .

Isn't this what you three do as your jobs?

Otherwise, why would you three be the masters of the courtyard? "

These few words made Yi Zhonghai pause slightly.

There was also something not so pretty about Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui's faces.

"Uncle, as for the second question you mentioned!..." Wang Ping looked at Yi Zhonghai in the distance with a smile.

"I think so!..."

"In this year of great disaster, no family in the courtyard has enough food."

"You!... Please stop bothering the people in the hospital."

"Why don't you just take up the burden of the Jia family yourself?"

“You always teach us…”

"We should promote style, help each other, and care for others..."

"Now is the time for you to show your style, you can't let it down!"

"Besides, you said so."

"The Jia family's household registration issue could be resolved in the next few days."

"In half a month at most, we can eat the rations in the city."

"It won't take long. Just bear with it for a while and it will pass."

Wang Ping's outburst made Yi Zhonghai's face turn blue and red.

At this moment, he was filled with anger and wanted to yell back at Wang Ping, but he didn't know what to say.

The entire central courtyard was silent at this time.

Everyone looked at Wang Ping first, and finally, all their eyes turned to Yi Zhonghai.

Under the gaze of the crowd, although he was full of frustration, Yi Zhonghai knew...

I can't drag it on.

He had to express his opinion immediately.

So, after forcing a stiff smile, he patted his forehead pretentiously.

"Well...Hirako is young after all!...his mind works quickly!..."

"The Jia family's affairs were indeed not well considered by the three of us uncles."

"It is indeed as Pingzi said. We should report it to the street office first..."

"Okay! ...Tomorrow, the three of us will go to the street office."

As he said this, he turned his head and looked at Liu Haizhong and Yan Fugui next to him.

"Lao Liu!...Lao Yan!...What do you think?"

This matter naturally doesn't matter to Yan Fugui.

At most, it's just running errands.

Moreover, if the street office really stepped in to help Qin Huairu with the household registration issue, their family would actually have to donate less grain.

So, when Yi Zhonghai opened his mouth, he nodded with a smile and said, "Okay! ... Old Yi, I have no objection."

Compared to Yan Fugui's straightforwardness, Liu Haizhong is much more wordy.

He pretended to be profound, frowned and pondered for a moment, then said hesitantly: "That... Old Yi!...

Let's go and trouble the higher authorities like this, okay?

I think so! …

As the elders in the hospital, we have to shoulder our responsibilities and... um! ... we have to be self-reliant...

want…"