Wu Mingyi, who was standing next to him, could hear the surprise in the old man's tone and couldn't help asking: "Sixth uncle, when I was a child, I heard from the old people in the village that Lin Sheng's grandfather went there when the Japanese were haunted by Japanese. It seems that Lin Sheng's father still eats it." I grew up eating hundreds of meals in the village. Is this true?"
Uncle Six held the old genealogy book and read Wu Zhongkun's name on it for a while. After a while, he slowly put it down and placed it on the coffee table next to him. He sighed softly, looked up at Wu Mingyi and said, "This is correct."
"But there are some things you juniors don't understand. Speaking of which, all the people in our village must be grateful to Uncle Tiger, who is Lin Sheng's grandfather."
"If Lin Sheng and his grandfather hadn't saved the whole village back then, I'm afraid not many of us in the whole village would have survived the little devil's gun..."
Speaking of this, the old man sighed unhappily and said, "Do you know why I got so angry last time when the village meeting asked everyone to donate money to Lin Sheng's family?"
Wu Mingyi was puzzled when he heard that Sixth Uncle suddenly diverted to other matters, and immediately followed the words and asked: "Sixth Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. There is no one else here."
"To be honest, I was a little confused when I saw you getting so angry at the village meeting last time."
Although Wu Mingyi was also very curious about the 'Uncle Tiger' mentioned by his sixth uncle just now, that is, Lin Sheng and his grandfather saved the whole village from the gun of the Japs.
However, now that Uncle Six mentioned how he was angry about donating money to Lin Sheng's family at the village meeting the year before last, he also wanted to find out what happened.
Uncle Liu said: "As a bad old man like me, who is half dead, there are things I don't need to say. But now I really want to say one thing. After all the old people in this village have gone, all of you juniors will It’s a bit outrageous, to put it mildly, it’s ungrateful!”
"The same goes for those other old guys. They have all forgotten how Uncle Tiger saved their family back then. Now that they are seeing Lin Sheng's family in trouble, every one of them has become a coward, not one of them. He is willing to come forward to help the Lin Sheng family. He is not even willing to come out and say a fair word... "
Mention this. Uncle Six was obviously a little indignant.
"Our Shajing Village is such a big village now, and every household has a very tight life. There are also many rich and small people. But, let you donate some money to Lin Sheng's family, at least it will help Lin Sheng's family." Rescue the boy who gave birth to the family and leave a piece of incense for Uncle Tiger."
"But it's good for you. Each of you is thirty-fifty-two-hundred yuan, and you look reluctant. The whole village's donation plus one yuan is less than twenty thousand yuan, which is not enough for the boy from Lin Sheng's family to take medicine for a month. Fee. You guys are just working like beggars."
"Don't think that my eyesight and ears have become dull as I grow old. I know it very well, you guys. Many people spend thousands just to have a meal and play with women outside without blinking an eye. "
"I asked you to donate some money to the Lin Sheng family. Each one of them is like using a knife to cut your flesh and kill you. I don't even think about it. If Uncle Tiger hadn't been there back then, let alone you, it would have been your grandfather and your wife. Grandpas have all died at the hands of little Japs, so where did you come from?"
The old man obviously got angry when he mentioned these things, and he talked too much and couldn't finish talking.
That's probably what I think about this matter. Everyone in the village did not behave in an honest manner, and I felt sorry for Uncle Tiger and his family. Not happy.
I used to hold it in all the time, stuffy in my heart, with nowhere to talk or vent. Now that I finally had the chance, I wanted to spit out the words I had been holding in my heart for a long time.
Wu Mingyi naturally doesn't know much about many old things at his age.
Therefore, at this moment, he didn't know what to say besides being embarrassed about Uncle Six's scolding. Now, the amount of money he donated was the highest among everyone in the village. But it’s only a thousand dollars.
Most of the ones from other people’s homes are in their thirties or fifty. Those who can donate one or two hundred, and those who can donate three to five hundred are rare. But Wu Mingyi knew it. At that time, Uncle Six donated all his capital, which amounted to more than three thousand yuan.
His two sons were also forced by him to donate one thousand yuan each. He even had a quarrel with his two sons, both older and younger, over this.
"Sixth uncle, you also know that I am not very old and don't know much about the old things when the village was haunted by Japanese. You just said that Lin Sheng's grandfather saved the whole village. What is going on? Can you tell me Said?"
Wu Mingyi was a little embarrassed, but still asked.
The old man glanced at him, as if he had vented his anger over the phone call just now. After sighing, a trace of reminiscence appeared on his face, and he said slowly: "When the Japanese were haunted by Japanese invaders, our village suffered a disaster. . You should all have heard about this."
"Back when the devils came into the village, they really just robbed everything they saw. It was even more miserable if there were women in the house. In some nearby villages, how many good girls and women were ruined by the devils? Or even the whole village. Many of them were slaughtered by the Japanese."
"Our village wouldn't have been much better if Uncle Tiger hadn't been there back then. I was only a teenager at that time. I saw with my own eyes that a small group of Japs rushed into our village and wanted to burn it down. Killing, looting, and catching women everywhere to destroy.”
"Fortunately, Uncle Tiger took action at that time. He killed all the Japanese in that small group with his bare hands. Then he took the whole village, young and old, and fled to the mountains for refuge..."
Speaking of this, the old man couldn't help but paused and said with slight emotion: "Speaking of Uncle Tiger, I admire him from the bottom of my heart. His skills are indeed amazing. Do you know why I call Lin Sheng's grandfather 'Uncle Tiger'? Then It’s because he killed a tiger with his own hands.”
"At that time, Uncle Tiger was the hero in our village and the most capable person in the whole village. His name was well-known from hundreds of miles away. At that time, children from every family in the village liked to play behind Uncle Tiger and pester him. You should learn his skills."
"Uncle Sixth, is Lin Sheng's grandfather really that powerful?" Wu Mingyi couldn't help but interjected and asked, quite surprised.
The old man glanced at him and said calmly: "That's natural! The other old guys in the village also know about this."
"But, when I was a kid, how come I heard that Lin Sheng's grandfather was beaten to death by a kid?" Wu Mingyi asked curiously.
The old man glared and said: "Although Uncle Tiger is powerful, he is still a flesh and blood body. How can he withstand the guns of the little devils? It was Uncle Tiger who killed many little devils back then, so he provoked the wanted revenge of the little devils. .”
"At that time, the Japanese brigade went into the mountains to search. Uncle Tiger was worried that the Japs would find the hiding place of the villagers, so he ran out to lure the Japs away. Unexpectedly, Uncle Tiger finally had all his abilities. He couldn't stop the Japs' guns. He was attacked by artillery and died under the gunfire of the Japanese."
"Otherwise, why do you think Lin Sheng's father grew up eating the food of hundreds of families in the village? At that time, everyone in the village owed Uncle Tiger a favor, so they would rather go hungry themselves and leave a bite of food for Lin Sheng's father. . We can’t let Uncle Tiger’s heirs be cut off.”
"It's not like you juniors are like this now. You are all watching the Lin Sheng family suffer, and you are not willing to reach out to help and ask you to donate some money. It is just like killing you with a knife..."
The sixth uncle said and glared at Wu Mingyi angrily.
Although Wu Mingyi is now the 'richest man' in Shajing Village. I also donated 1,000 yuan to Wu Linsheng's family, which made him one of the highest-ranking people in the village.
But the old man knew very well that a mere thousand yuan was not even a drop in the bucket for Wu Mingyi's net worth. It was only a drop in the bucket for Wu Linsheng's family.
Therefore, when he talks about these things now, he will inevitably feel angry.
Faced with Uncle Six's accusations and sarcasm, Wu Mingyi could only respond with embarrassment and said: "I don't know these old things. Besides, Uncle Six, you should also know that I can't do whatever I want with how much I donated at that time." Come."
"If I don't live in this village anymore, then of course I don't have to worry about anything. But I still have to live in the village every day. If I donate more, then other people can't say behind my back that I am rich and show off, and I like to be pushy. Oh, such gossip. It will be difficult for me to be a human being when the time comes... "
This kind of thing is really common in the village.
Wu Mingyi and a few others donated 1,000 yuan, which caused many people to whisper behind their backs that their family was rich. Of course, we should donate more. Our family is poor and we have no money, so we can only donate 180 yuan.
This is only one thousand yuan. If Wu Mingyi had donated ten thousand or twenty thousand yuan, or more. Other people who care about face may have to donate more, otherwise it will not sound good if word spreads.
For example, people from other villages met and asked Wu Mingyi from your village how many tens of millions he had donated to Wu Linsheng's family. So how much did you donate? Are those who care about face embarrassed to say that they only donated tens or hundreds
Although people near and far know that Wu Mingyi is the 'richest man' in Shajing Village, it is difficult to compare. But Wu Mingyi donated tens of thousands. Then you have to have a few thousand anyway, right
Otherwise, there would only be one or two hundred, or even dozens. What does it sound like when you say it
If Wu Mingyi, as the richest man in Shajing Village, only donated a few hundred, one thousand yuan, then others who thought they were in good condition would be justified in donating three to two hundred yuan.
For those who feel that their conditions are poor, or who don't care about face, donating a few dozen yuan is just a waste. It's not too shabby to say it out loud.
After all, Wu Mingyi is like a benchmark.
If he donates more, others will have to roughly compare their own net worth with Wu Mingyi's, and then increase their donations to avoid making people laugh.
But if he really donated too much and others donated more money just to save face, he would definitely be unhappy with Wu Mingyi.
Such rules are common in villages and even in many other places.
Uncle Six is not someone who doesn't know this. After he donated more than 3,000 yuan on his own, he was often whispered behind his back by people in the village.
On the surface, people are praising him for being generous and rich, but in fact, they are clearly mocking him for being "so tall", being pushy, and pretending to be fat when he is poor.
It's just that because of his seniority, few people really dare to gossip and say sour things in front of him.
It's just that the old man is also blind and deaf, so naturally he can see and hear some gossip. Even though he pretended to be nonchalant, he still felt uncomfortable in his heart. (To be continued.)