"Didn't you say you wanted to stay with me?"

Yu Feihong's voice sounded, but Zhao Fusheng stopped.

Sometimes, once you get used to disguise, you can't tell which is your real self, which is why many people who have been on the battlefield will have stress trauma syndrome, and those agents who have been lurking during the war years often have some way to release stress.

But Zhao Fusheng feels that no one is as serious as the problem he is facing now.

Originally, he only deliberately said that just to persuade Yu Feihong, but now Yu Feihong actually took it seriously.

Living under the same roof with a woman who has depression and may commit suicide, Zhao Fusheng suddenly became a little scared, what if the eldest sister can't think of this thing, she has to leave this world and take herself away?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng turned around and looked at Yu Feihong with a little embarrassment: "That, I still don't bother Sister Fei, after all, you are a star, in case someone notices, this gossip is inappropriate." ”

Yu Feihong snorted and laughed: "Stinky boy, when I was teaching just now, why didn't you see you so well-behaved?"

Patients with depression are actually very interesting, sometimes they may have an emotional breakdown and cry because of a small thing or even a sentence, or they may wake up at a moment because of something.

Now Yu Feihong has come out of the low mood just now, and even now, she suddenly has a sense of mission.

Zhao Fusheng naturally noticed this problem, just now he was a little surprised by Yu Feihong's words, so he was confused, and now when he took a closer look, he found that Yu Feihong's state was completely different from when he first met her.

To put it simply, if at the beginning, Sister Fei exuded a decadent aura all over her body, then now, although she still looks a little low, she has an unusual look in her eyes, which belongs to the breath of hope.

"Sit down, I'm fine now. Yu Feihong said lightly to Zhao Fusheng.

Zhao Fusheng hesitated, but honestly returned to the sofa and sat down.

"Actually, sometimes, I was infected by the emotions of those grandmothers. Yu Feihong smiled bitterly and said to Zhao Fusheng: "Do you know, I interviewed a grandmother, and she told me a story......

Zhao Fusheng was stunned: "What story?"

Yu Feihong said softly, "Grandma was still young, only nine years old, one day, her mother said to her: Niuniu, let's play a game, you will hide in the cabinet for a while, and someone will pretend to arrest your mother." If you don't cry or make a fuss before dark, your mother will definitely reward you when she comes back, okay?"

Later, several men in yellow uniforms took my mother away, but she never returned. Yu Feihong imitated his grandmother's tone and said: "For more than sixty years, grandma has been thinking that her mother suddenly appeared in front of her and rewarded her. Even though she knew, it was impossible. ”

"Because the year was 1937. And that city is Jinling City......"

Zhao Fusheng was silent and didn't speak for a long time, he was an angry young man himself, it was impossible to be indifferent to such a thing, and naturally he could understand why Yu Feihong was infected by such emotions.

"Sister Fei, I'm ......"

"Silly boy, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I'm actually nothing serious, I'm a person who learns acting, no matter how much I get into the play, I won't be really depressed. Yu Feihong looked at Zhao Fusheng and said seriously: "I just feel sorry for those grandmothers, do you know? Their living expenses are only 100 yuan per month, and this is still the ...... that Professor Su raised donations."

"Hehe, maybe after ten years, when the grandmothers are gone, the living expenses of the rest of the people should be a little more. Yu Feihong muttered to himself.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned, he remembered one thing, the documentary he saw in his previous life, there was such a conversation in it, saying that because the old people who originally needed help died one after another because of their age, the remaining 22 old people, who originally received a monthly relief fund of 100 yuan, can now receive 5,000 yuan a year.

At that time, Zhao Fusheng didn't feel anything, but now it sounds, he feels sad.

Those so-called charity stars, entrepreneurs, who have paid attention to the affairs of these twenty-two old people?

One by one, shouting about charity and patriotism all day long, talking about the future of the economy at every turn, donating money abroad at every turn, who even occasionally pities these old people?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath and said to Feihong: "Sister, what you have found now, how many of these old people are still alive?"

Yu Feihong was stunned: "It's one hundred and thirty-nine in total, what's wrong?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Sister, starting from this year, every year, I will give each of these old people 10,000 yuan for living expenses, and you are responsible for helping me deliver it to each of them, is it okay?"

"Huh?"

Yu Feihong was dumbfounded, and looked at Zhao Fusheng dumbfounded: "You, what did you say?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said calmly: "I said, I will bear the living expenses of these old people in the future." ”

He knew that he might be a little stupid to do this, after all, because of the relationship between opening a KFC store, he now only has tens of thousands of yuan on his body, and it is a dream to say this, but Zhao Fusheng feels that people always have to do something in life, not to mention that God has given him such an opportunity, do it all over again, if he doesn't leave some traces and don't do something worthy of his conscience, he is really afraid that when his life comes to an end again, he will regret it for the rest of his life.

You must know that the Sichuan girl who donated one million to "Twenty-Two" because of her feelings, and used her connections to beg the big names in the entertainment industry to help promote it, will not be admitted to the Chinese opera until next year. Although her acting career is tepid, she is also a bit second, and there are many black spots, but based on this incident, Zhao Fusheng has always felt that she is much better than those stars who shout compassion in their mouths but do not do anything under their hands.

And now, Zhao Fusheng plans to take this matter on himself.

Yu Feihong just looked at Zhao Fusheng, a young man in his early twenties, sitting opposite him, and calmly said something that he didn't even dare to say.

It's as if you've done something insignificant.

"Stinky boy, are you rich?" glaring at Zhao Fusheng, Yu Feihong smiled and said, "This matter is my share, and the two of us will pay this money together." ”

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then nodded, and showed a smile to Feihong.

"Thank you, Sister Fei. He said.

Yu Feihong smiled, didn't speak again, picked up the water in front of her and drank it all, she suddenly felt that there was actually a beautiful side to this world.

PS1: I actually hesitated for an afternoon in this chapter, because I thought that if I wrote it like this, I might be called brain-dead and Mary. But I still can't help but write this, to be honest, when it was released on the twenty-second, I didn't dare to watch it at first, because I was afraid that I wouldn't be able to control my emotions, just like I didn't dare to listen to the chopsticks brothers' "Father", but then I still wanted to support the box office, but after watching it, I was in a very bad mood.

That period of history may be just a set of words for us, but for the people involved, it is an indelible painful memory. I really hope that one day, they will get that belated apology.

PS2: For the second sister Zhang Xinyi, no matter how much black history she has, this incident alone is enough to clear her name. If you are interested, you can search for it yourself.

Above, the mood is not too good, please understand.

PS3: I asked the editor, two thousand five are ordered to be blocked, so what, I'm still half of it, brothers, give me a subscription!