Chapter 112: The Master Learns Badly (2)
Ning Meng waited for a while, and saw that Mingxi still didn't move, and said, "Are you sure you can use stealth now?"
Mingxi nodded.
Ning Meng: "Can you use spells just after your body recovers?" I thought you would have something uncomfortable. ”
Mingxi: "The biggest discomfort is the saliva you left on my back. ”
Ning Meng was petrified, standing on the side of the street, still not forgetting to justify: "That is a dream." You can't control what you want to do when you dream. Dreaming things can't be taken seriously. ”
"Can't you take it seriously?"
"Of course, you'd be too angry to take it seriously. ”
Mingxi drooped his eyelids and thought to himself, it turned out that he couldn't take it seriously.
The two walked all the way and followed their sister home.
Ning Meng: "It's really a good boy, go home after school." When I was in high school, I had to buy something to eat and drink before I could go back. ”
Mingxi didn't speak, but pointed to the front, where his mother was educating the family at the table.
My mother sandwiched a chicken leg for my brother and sister respectively: "Eat more when you grow your body, our family is poor and can't afford other supplements, but chicken legs are still guaranteed." ”
My brother and sister mechanically ate the chicken thighs.
My mother said to my sister: "You can go to that school because you have good grades, fortunately you have such good grades, otherwise our family would definitely not be able to go to that kind of school." Mom and Dad don't have the ability, so you can only rely on yourself. Children from poor families like us are going to be in charge of the family early......"
Ning Meng couldn't help but pluck out her ears, this kind of broken thought is really annoying, even more powerful than Tang Seng's recitation of the mantra.
Mingxi: "Are all human parents like this?"
Ning Meng: "How do I know." My grandmother brought me up, and she never said these words at the dinner table. ”
Mingxi: "What about your grandfather? Why didn't I hear you mention your grandfather?
"Grandpa, I don't seem to have much memory of my grandfather in my memory...... "Ning Meng: "Is this the time to say this? Isn't it the time to pay attention to the need for entrustment? Have you counted how many times that mother was poor just now?"
Mingxi: "Whoever counts that kind of thing, it's always right many times." ”
Ning Meng: "That's it. There is a mother who instills such thoughts, and the child has already become poor in thought, and it is not strange that he is inferior because he is poor. Find a way to send a notice for this child to come to the Worry Relief House. ”
The next day, my sister arrived at the house early in the morning with a notice. She was very puzzled when she saw the familiar people in front of her, "So I'm going to participate in social practice here?"
Ning Meng pretended to take the notice sheet in her sister's hand and looked at it, "That's right, it's you." Your social practice this weekend is up to us. Let's go. ”
"Aren't you working in this shop?"
"Of course not. There are more important places that need you. ”
Ning Meng and Mingxi took their sister to a family of Hope School 100 kilometers outside the city, "This is the place where you practice society." You will be responsible for following the local teacher to visit the three children and then write your social practice report. ”
My sister believed it and took the order. Ning Meng and Mingxi found a place to rest.
Mingxi: "Are you sure this method really works?"
Ning Meng: "A person who has low self-esteem because of poverty can only see more things when he goes out of his own world and out of his own circle." The best way to get her to stand up at this point is to show her how people who are poorer than themselves live. When she sees that people who are in a situation that is a hundred times more difficult than her are still living positive and optimistic lives, she will know that what she dislikes is what others ask for in every way. If this doesn't make her sober, then such a person is destined to wallow in the quagmire of inferiority for the rest of her life. ”
Myung-hee: "The human mind won't be that strong. ”
Ning Meng: "This method is a bit vicious, but this is also something that can't be helped. Since it is a commission, it must be completed, and as for the rest, I can only guarantee that the damage will be minimized. ”
Sacrifice is always there. When sacrifice is not spared, the word sacrifice sounds so easy.
Mingxi didn't speak anymore, he didn't dare to fully understand Ning Meng's way of doing things, but about this matter, he couldn't understand it anymore.
On the way back from waiting for her sister's home visit, Ning Meng and Mingxi were happy to be at ease.
Accustomed to seeing the hustle and bustle of big cities, it is a pleasure to go to the fields once in a while to feel the fresh air. They intervened with the local farmers, fed the chickens together, and Ning Meng even learned to drive a tractor and had a lot of fun.
But Mingxi feels that human suffering also has a real and sweet side. If there were no such suffering, the warmth of the world would not be so precious.
The two of them were enjoying the shade under the tree, Mingxi fanned the folding fan, looking less immortal, but instead connected with Linqi, "This place is good, why don't you move the worry house here." ”
Ning Meng: "You probably fell in love with the vast land and fields?" ”
"Isn't it good?"
"Not good. For me, I still prefer life in the city. Modernize, automate and facilitate. It's not bad to come to the farm once in a while to experience it, but after the world has grown, I always feel that it is a burden. I probably can't bear this kind of suffering. ”
"I remember that more than 2,000 years ago, the royal nobles would also be led by the emperor to cultivate together in the spring of each year, to remember the truth that food is not easy to come by. ”
"So, do they work in the fields all year round? Only he knows the hardships of the real labor. ”
The joy of the harvest is known only to him. ”
Mingxi leaned comfortably against the tree, closed his eyes, and blocked the sunlight with a folding fan: "Children living in rich and noble families, how can you understand the suffering of our wild foxes." ”
Ning Meng didn't bother to pay attention to him, so he had nothing to do.
After a while, my sister came back, and her face was red because of the heat.
"How's it going?"
The younger sister told Ning Meng that the three families she went to had their own misfortunes.
In the first family, the father broke his leg when he went out to work, and he lost the ability to work, and the family was supported by his mother alone. She has to work to earn money, and only her grandmother can work in the fields. The two older children are only six years old, and they are already responsible for cooking for the whole family. And their best meal is nothing more than sweet potatoes.
In the second family, the parents are fine, but unfortunately there are too many children, three daughters and one child, and the children can only drop out of school because they have no money. The village committee persuaded them many times before the parents reluctantly agreed to allow their children to go to school. But the children didn't even have school bags to go to, so they still used old clothes.
The third family was even more miserable, a well-known poor family in the village. Orphans and widows, the family lives on a few acres of thin fields, don't use schoolbags for school, and don't even have cherry blossoms for winter clothes
Ning Meng asked: "So, how would you feel if you were to be born in such a family?"
Sister: "I don't know, it's probably better to live than to die." ”
"So those children are better than dead?"
My sister shook her head: "I don't think so." Not only did they not have a sad face, but they smiled happily. A few others feel that it is good enough to be able to live with a family. ”
"That's contentment. Of course, you can also call this poor happy. ”
Sister: "I know that this social practice is fake. You deliberately let me see the situation of these children just to tell me that there are many poorer people in the world than me, all of whom are doing well. I know you're trying to stop me from feeling inferior. It's just that I can't change it all at once. ”
"It's okay if you can't change it all at once. It's just that when you envy Don't forgive, think about how many people envy you. It's a good thing to be in a circle where everyone is better than you, so that you can improve. ”
My sister's face showed a trace of melancholy that shouldn't belong to the young man, "But I'm also very tired." ”
Ning Meng: "Hold on when you feel tired, if you're still tired, hold on again, but don't insist if you're still tired." After all, you only have one life, just do what you want. ”
A few years later, my brother came to the house: "That sister showed me something when she went back." We didn't know that she had already written a withdrawal application, but she hadn't had time to teach it yet. But now she decided not to drop out of school, because she felt that although she was tired, she could still persevere. ”
Ning Meng returned the windmill to her brother, "You take this back, I have received your precious heart." ”
"But if you get paid......
"Isn't your sister incapable of changing all at once? Of course I can't get paid. ”
The elder brother took the windmill, but he knew that his wish would come true someday, and it was only a matter of time.
After all, all the wishes made in the Worry Relief House will come true.
Recently, there have been too many businesses one after another, and the people in the Worry House don't seem to have time to pay attention to the badges, and of course, they seem to have forgotten all about the inexplicable attacks some time ago.
Maybe it's the ostrich mentality, since it hasn't happened now, it's better to treat it as if it doesn't exist. The house of relief came back to life.
It's just that the happy times pass too quickly, and the people in the worry house live too freely, and there are always people who don't like it, so they try to find fault to be happy.
Red Flame was not welcomed when he swaggered into the Relief House again, but no one was guarded, everyone just glanced at him and continued to go about their business.
Chi Yan, who didn't find fault, was uncomfortable, especially after so many years, but the people in the house no longer regarded him as an "enemy", he was a little unaccustomed to it.
Chiyan deliberately smashed a flower pot, "I'm here, it's Chiyan here." ”
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