Looking at the small purse, Jiang Chan sighed, thinking that Jiang Miao needed five taels of silver to catch the exam, but the Wang family couldn't even make up five taels of silver, and he was still thinking about Jiang Chan's marriage.

Now Jiang Chan wants to donate a sesame oil money, which is five taels of silver, and he can't help but sigh that time has changed. She just donated all her net worth, and she didn't want to cheapen the Wang family.

On the second day of junior high school, the weather was fine, originally the second day of junior high school was the day of the mother's family, but the Lin family's parents also passed away a few years ago, and the clan elders were not close, and the Lin family and Jiang Sen did not go back for several years.

In the past, on the second day of the Lunar New Year every year, Lin would go to the Relief Workshop to have a look and donate some sesame oil money. Now that he proposes to go to the sick house, Lin still has a wish that he wants to repay his wish, thanking Jiang Chan for sending such a good daughter to her.

After coming back yesterday, he said that he was going to the temple to worship today, and Wu and Zhou Yue and Zhou Xing were very excited. They have been here for so long, and they have less time to go out seriously, and almost all of them are stuffy in the kitchen.

Now it's good to breathe when you go to the temple to offer incense. Wu and Zhou Yue were busy in the kitchen for a long time last night, making a lot of snacks, which were all tributed to the Buddha statue at that time.

When it was time to set off, it was a mighty place, everyone in the family went, Uncle Jiang Senzhong and Zhou Shan were no exception, even the little Zhou Wen held Wu's hand and looked around curiously.

This temple is called Joye Temple, and it is very famous, and it is the largest temple in the area. The pilgrims who come and go every day are endless, and the incense is flourishing, so it can be seen that it is not without reason that this pure industry temple can become a relief workshop.

Along the way, Jiang Chan saw many good men and women, all of whom were very religious. Xu was because of the New Year, everyone was jubilant, and the little Zhou Wen held Wu's hand and jumped up and down.

Following the Lin family to kneel down and worship the incense, looking at the Buddha statue above with kind eyebrows, Jiang Chan's heart was not turbulent. She is a person with no religious beliefs, but after meeting Qingyuan, she feels that maybe this religious theory is not unfounded, at least it is always right to do more good deeds.

After walking through the various Buddha halls in turn, Lin patted Jiang Chan's hand: "I am accompanied by Wang Ma, you can also go around and have a look, don't go far." ”

Jiang Chan then took Zhou Xing to walk slowly, not sticking to which direction, she always liked quiet, not lively, so she took Zhou Xing to a secluded direction.

When passing through a small courtyard, Jiang Chan suddenly stopped, and she looked up at the plaque on it.

"Sick Workshop?"

It turned out that the healing workshop was here, and Jiang Chan walked in without hesitation. This courtyard is not big, according to Jiang Chan's eyes, it is not as big as half the size of a modern orphanage.

The yard is cleaned very clean, and the windows are pasted with couplets, which adds a touch of joy to the look. In the middle of the courtyard there were four or five children of three or four years old playing, and two old ladies were watching them, still doing needlework and thread in their hands.

Jiang Chan quickly glanced at it, and the clothes on several people were all cyan coarse cloth, but the styles were different. It is estimated that this is also for ease of management, and a few children are jumping the grid, giggling.

Jiang Chan didn't speak, and sat down next to the two old ladies, and Zhou Xing did the same, listening to the two old ladies chatting.

The two old ladies did not avoid her, and the hospital did not say that no one would come over, and sometimes the kind lady would also give some silver, and they could live a little better.

During their conversation, Jiang Chan learned that there were a total of twenty children here, the oldest was thirteen years old, the youngest was only four years old, fifteen girls, and five boys.

No matter where it is, it seems that boys are more expensive, and it is always girls who are left behind and abandoned.

The eldest was also a girl, and it was said that her female worker was very good and worked day and night on needlework. Usually when she has time, she takes those slightly sensible girls to work as a female worker, never hiding her selfishness, and takes care of everyone like a big sister.

To say that the management of this sick house also has drawbacks, the government has a rule, as long as it is an innocent family, if you want to have children, you can go directly to the sick house to choose people, it doesn't matter how many children you want.

There is no need to ask the children's opinions at all, if it weren't for the birthmark on the forehead of this girl Xiaolan, she would have been chosen by others a long time ago, a kind old lady sighed.

With a birthmark on her face, this girl's life is very difficult. Everyone in the world loves women to be beautiful, and almost no one can accept that a woman has a scar or birthmark on her face.

While he was talking, a tall, thin girl walked out of a small room inside. Although there is a birthmark on her face, her head is raised high, and she looks at it with a sense of energy.

Just at a glance, Jiang Chan likes this girl very much, perhaps because they have the same temperament, they will not feel inferior because of their origin or appearance, try their best to do what they can do, and strive to get what they want.

Xiaolan still has a handkerchief in her hand, she has been sitting in the house for a long time, coming out to bask in the sun, and doing embroidery work by the way. Seeing Jiang Chan, she just said hello to Jiang Chan and didn't say anything else.

Jiang Chan glanced at her clothes, and could see that there were a few small flowers embroidered on her clothes, and it looked like the coarse cloth clothes were more elegant.

Now it seems that although this relief workshop is supported by the government, there are times when it can't be taken care of, and the old and weak women and children here are just barely surviving.

Looking at this scene, Jiang Chan felt a little uncomfortable. She lives a good life now, and she has money in her account every day, but in a place she doesn't know, there are still so many people who don't have enough food and clothing.

Jiang Chan asked himself, you have come to such an era, are you just thinking about fulfilling the long-cherished wish of the original owner, and are you unwilling to do something for these people?

If you are poor, you will be good to yourself, and if you are good, you will help the world, although she does not have the ability to help the world, but she should be able to contribute her love, right?

Jiang Chan's heart was in a mess, he wanted to do something, but he couldn't start, and the only thing he seemed to be able to do was to leave some silver. It just so happened that the two old mothers were not there at this time, and Xiaolan was a silent person again, keeping her head down and doing her own embroidery work.

Jiang Chan pursed her lips and left with Zhou Xing, leaving only a silver ingot on the small bench she had sat on.

Xiao Lan, who had been immersed in embroidery work, unconsciously moved her neck, only to find that the yard was empty, but when she saw the silver ingots on the small stool on the side, the corners of Xiao Lan's lips curled slightly, I didn't expect that the serious young lady would be so generous, and there was no need to worry about the rice grain in the next two or three months.