Chapter 591: The Domineering Jia Zhang
"Jia Dongxu, can you please stop talking after you finish cleaning the toilet? Your mouth smells like shit!"
He poked Jia Dongxu's lung tube, and then Chen Jun said lightly: "Of course it's okay for me to donate more. After all, it's a contribution to the motherland. A few days ago, Lin Yao School also called for donations of iron for steelmaking. At that time, our family had already donated ten kilograms."
"This time, our family will continue to donate 10 kilograms. Together with the donation from the school, it will be 20 kilograms. I just wonder how much your Jia family is willing to donate?"
Upon hearing that the Chen family had already donated once before, Jia Dongxu's arrogance immediately deflated.
Twenty kilograms!
Why do they have so much iron at home?
"Well, my mother has the final say in our family!" Jia Dongxu was worried that if he said too little, he would be embarrassed, but if he said too much, he wouldn't be able to pay. So he could only bite the bullet and say that he was not the head of the family.
"Tsk tsk, you shouted loudly when others donated iron, but when it's your turn to contribute money and effort to the country, you want to be a coward?" Chen Jun snorted coldly and said disdainfully: "It is the country that gave you the job and the life you have now. The country is in trouble and needs your contribution. If you dare to be a coward, you don't deserve to work in the steel mill."
After hearing this, the onlookers in the courtyard nodded their heads, thinking that it made sense.
The country comes first and then the family. No one can be cowardly when encountering problems!
But after hearing this, Jia Zhang broke out in a cold sweat.
Chen Jun has such a cruel heart. He wants to force the Jia family to death, or destroy the Jia family's reputation in the courtyard and the street office.
Of course, this is just the reputation that Jia Zhang thinks he has. Whether it actually exists or not is another matter.
But now the street is calling for donations of iron. If Chen Jun stays at home like a stingy person, what will he do if he goes to the steel mill to cause trouble?
You have to know that although this job of the Jia family was left by Old Jia, it was ultimately given to them by the state and was allocated by the state.
Thinking of this, Jia Zhang immediately became timid.
He quickly changed the subject and stammered, "Well, I just had a brain spasm and said some nonsense. Let's continue the meeting, meeting!"
"Oh? Nonsense?" Chen Jun glanced at Jia Zhang and asked, "Are you awake now?"
"Wake up!"
"Now that you're sober, just tell us how much iron your family donated!" Chen Jun raised his lips and said with a smile, "Jia Dongxu at least has a formal job, with a stable income and quota, so he can't be the last one!"
Finished!
When Qin Huairu heard this, her face immediately drooped, thinking that she would lose money again today.
Why did you provoke him for no reason?
Wouldn't it be nice if everyone donated the same amount of iron?
"Last? Humph, how could our family be last? No one in our courtyard is more patriotic than Dongxu. He donated ten kilograms this time!" Seeing that there was no way out, Jia Zhang gritted her teeth and shouted, "Ten kilograms!"
This momentum is quite similar to my "I'm going to beat ten people".
Unexpectedly, after saying this, Chen Jun asked back: "Why are you shouting so loudly? Is it Jia Dongxu who is paying ten kilograms, or is it the entire Jia family who is paying ten kilograms?"
"My son Dongxu weighs ten kilograms!" Since he has become so tough, he will continue to be tough and raise Jia Dongxu's reputation.
"Great, so generous! I, Chen Jun, admire you!"
Chen Jun smiled, bowed to Jia Zhang and Jia Dongxu, and then stopped talking.
Although Jia Dongxu had started to receive a normal salary, he still had to go hungry for a few days occasionally after paying off his debts every month. In this situation, Jia Zhang still dared to ask Jia Dongxu to donate ten kilograms alone. She was simply too much.
In the entire courtyard, the one who knows how to live the best must be the third uncle Yan Bugui. He would not even put back the screws he saw on the street, but would take them home even if he had to put them in his pocket.
But even so, it was not easy for the third uncle's family to produce eight kilograms of iron.
The Jia family, who had no habit of picking up things, had to take out 18 kilograms at once!
There is so much iron, even if we count the Jia family’s pots, it is still far from enough.
The happiest person at this time was the second uncle Liu Hai, who won. After all the trouble the Jia family went through, the Chen family donated ten kilograms and the Jia family donated eighteen kilograms, which rounded off to ten kilograms more.
If every family was like the Jia family, the most advanced courtyard house would definitely be their Courtyard No. 95, and he would also be commended by Director Wang.
"Ahem, everyone should learn more from the Jia family. When the country is in trouble, individuals should make contributions even if they have to tighten their belts. Well, since everyone has no objections, let's adjourn the meeting."
Originally, the residents in the courtyard thought that eight kilograms was too much and wanted to order less, but after the Jia family made such a fuss, no one dared to bargain.
Bargaining means holding back and being stingy.
For a time, the Jia family was hated by the people in the courtyard again, and they opened and closed their little mouths, cursing them in an extremely unpleasant way.
However, the standard of eight kilograms of iron for each household is not fixed. For example, it is good enough for a deaf old lady to take out two kilograms of iron. As for those who have difficulty eating, Liu Haizhong will naturally reduce the amount depending on the situation.
After the meeting, Lin Yao returned home with a droopy face and said with a sad face: "Brother, if I had known that the school would not donate so much, our family would not have so many friends now."
"We can't donate the pots at home, we still have to cook."
Last time, Lin Yao brought ten kilograms of iron to school. She was so proud. She donated the most in the class, and the teacher specially made a small red flower for her.
But this time I have to donate another ten kilograms, which is a bit of a headache.
"Let's gather what we have at home first. If it's not enough, I'll go out and look for some. If that doesn't work, I'll buy some." Wang Xia didn't complain at all and was actively trying to find a solution.
Although it is a bit difficult to donate ten kilograms of iron, it is a contribution to the country after all, and we have to find a way to overcome it even if it is a few more kilograms.
"No need to go through so much trouble, we can just get some together."
Having said that, Chen Jun turned and went to the kitchen. After a while, he came out carrying several kitchen knives, three old iron pots and an iron lump.
All these added together would weigh at least 15 kilograms.
These kitchen knives and iron pots were obtained by signing in. After using them for a while, Chen Jun put them away. Anyway, there were so many iron pots in the warehouse that he could not use them all. He was so generous.
Wang Xia looked down at the iron pot and kitchen knife, and said with some distress: "These kitchen knives and iron pots look good. It would be a pity to donate them."
Especially those kitchen knives, they were shiny and looked very valuable.
"It's not a pity, it's not a pity, these just look good, but they are not very convenient to use. It's a waste to keep them, so I might as well donate them to the country."
If I remember correctly, this donation of iron is just the beginning. The great steel production will have to continue for several years, so these cannot be donated all at once. Just collect ten kilograms.