Siheyuan: Starting from 1958

"Good job, uncle..." A resident in the yard suddenly stood up from his chair.

"My family is about to run out of food. This meeting of the whole hospital is held at the right time, otherwise someone in my family would starve."

"Yes... Uncle Da is indeed a good man in our courtyard. He thinks about us all the time. When he sees someone in the courtyard is in trouble, he immediately convenes a meeting of the entire courtyard..." Several residents who were greeted by Yi Zhonghai stood up and supported this general meeting.

Jia Zhang, who was sitting nearby, suddenly had an idea and interrupted: "Old Yi..."

"Since Dongxu's death, the Jia family's life has become increasingly difficult..."

"Although Huairu's salary has increased, the price of food in Pigeon City has also increased several times. That little salary can't buy much food at all."

"You are the eldest uncle in the courtyard, and the master of Dongxu and Huairu. You must help our Jia family and not stand by and watch them die..."

Yi Zhonghai really enjoyed everyone's flattery.

I felt that the general meeting in front of me instantly brought me back to the situation a year ago when I was able to command the support of everyone in the yard. I had a smile on my face and felt very happy.

He immediately replied, "Don't worry, Sister Jia... today's general meeting is to help everyone solve this problem."

"During this period, not only did the residents in our yard start to run out of food, but many residents in other yards on the street also started to run out of food."

"This incident reminded me of the rural areas around the old city."

"I heard that in order to solve the problem of food shortage, they are setting up large canteens in each village and eating from a big pot."

"Gather the food from each household together so that we can eat together and tide over the difficulties together."

"I discussed it with my second and third uncles and they thought this was a very good idea and suitable for our yard."

"Today's general meeting is to discuss this matter."

"If everyone thinks this is feasible, then our four courtyards will also start eating from the same pot tomorrow..."

After saying that, he turned his attention to Wang Dong and Tang Dashan.

"Wang Dong, Dashan... I heard that you guys bring back a box of leftovers from your kitchen every night after get off work..."

"You see, many residents in our courtyard are running out of food. If everyone really decides to eat from the same pot starting tomorrow, I wonder if you would be willing to take out the leftovers and share them with everyone."

"Although there is no meat in the leftovers from the small kitchen, they are rich in oil and water. When stewed with Chinese cabbage and radish, it is definitely more nutritious than boiled cabbage and radish."

After hearing this, Tang Dashan wanted to stand up and refute, but was stopped by Wang Dong.

In terms of seniority, Wang Dong is definitely the youngest among the youngsters in the courtyard.

Yi Zhonghai didn't ask anyone else, but turned his attention to himself as soon as he opened his mouth. Even a fool would realize that this matter was directed at him.

But Wang Dong was not worried at all.

The big pot meal sounds like it can solve everyone’s food shortage problem, but in fact it hides various problems.

After all, people are selfish.

Even if Yi Zhonghai and his people really set up a big pot in the yard, they could not achieve absolute fairness.

From what Yi Zhonghai said, it seemed that he was calculating the leftovers he brought back from the steel mill every day.

Wang Dong’s style of life has always been to take revenge when there is revenge, and to avenge injustice when there is injustice.

Since others have plotted against me, there is no reason not to fight back.

Yi Zhonghai could calculate the leftovers he brought back from the steel mill, and he could also calculate the pension and salary he had saved at home, making him lose both his wife and his army.

Thinking of this, Wang Dong not only did not show any worry on his face, but he said happily: "If it can really help the residents in the yard, we will definitely be willing to supply the leftovers from the small kitchen that we bring back every day."

“But there is one thing I am very curious about.”

"I wonder how the daily food, vegetables, oil, salt, soy sauce, and firewood for cooking are distributed after our courtyard started to eat from the same pot." "How much does each household contribute?"

"How about paying by the number of people?"

"Or is it based on the family?"

"What is the specific plan for providing food..."

"If we don't clarify these systems and plans, we won't be able to run a canteen in the yard?"

Yi Zhonghai smiled and replied: "This is easy..."

"All food is provided based on the number of people..."

"Children and the elderly are halved..."

"The food costs should all be shared..."

Wang Dong continued to ask back: "Uncle..."

"If this is the plan, then there is no need for me to participate."

"Since everyone in the courtyard has to contribute the same amount of food and money for food, then what is the purpose of having a canteen and eating from a big pot?"

"You just said that eating from a big pot is to tide over the difficulties together."

"Many residents in the courtyard are running out of food, and you're asking them to pay the same amount for food and vegetables. Not only is this not helping them, but it's pushing them to death..."

"So I strongly disagree with this plan..."

Yi Zhonghai's expression suddenly became solemn. This was a question he had not thought about.

His idea was very simple. Every household in the yard would pay the same amount for food and vegetables. This way, no one would have any objections, and it would also allow Wang Dong to get out the leftovers he brought back every day. Why not do it?

After listening to Wang Dong’s explanation, I realized a big problem hidden in this plan.

If everyone in the compound contributes the same amount of money for food and vegetables, then the purpose of getting through the difficult times together is defeated.

But if we don't pay the same amount for food and vegetables, some residents in the courtyard will definitely take advantage and some will suffer losses. As the eldest man in the courtyard, I have the highest salary in the courtyard, so I will definitely be the one who suffers.

In the end, not only did he fail to take Wang Dong into account, but he also took his own salary into account...

This is definitely not the result that Yi Zhonghai wants to see.

Just when he was at a loss for words and didn't know how to answer, Yan Fugui suddenly interrupted, "Old Yi..."

"If every household in the courtyard contributes the same amount of money for food and vegetables, it really won't help tide over the difficulties together."

"Take my family for example. There are six of us in the family. If you ask me to pay for six people's food and vegetables every day, I'm sure my family can't afford it..."

"Or the residents with worse conditions can get less, and the residents with better conditions can get more."

After Yan Fugui finished speaking, he looked at Yi Zhonghai with anticipation.

He had originally only intended to use this general meeting to take advantage of the leftovers Wang Dong brought back every day, but he had not expected to have this unexpected gain.

If a public canteen is set up in the yard, the rich will have more food and the poor will have less food, and the Yan family will definitely gain a great advantage.

Yi Zhonghai's first subconscious reaction was to refuse.

The purpose of this general meeting was to plot against Wang Dong, but in the end, they ended up plotting against themselves. How could Yi Zhonghai, who loves money like his life, accept this?

More importantly, this proposal to plot against me was made by Yan Fugui. (End of this chapter)