"Sister, can you support my design?" A little boy came to Zijun with a donation box, and he was wearing a suit made of discarded plastic bags. Copy URL visit %77%77%77%2e%76%6f%64%74%77%2e%63%6f%6d

To be honest, the handwork is very rough, but the cut of the clothes is quite fitting, Zijun asked the little boy with a smile: "Are the clothes on your body cut by yourself?" ”

The little boy's face flushed slightly, and then he replied honestly: "No. My mom cut it for me. ”

Zijun nodded, took out a fifty yuan sheet, and asked again when he was about to throw it in, "What are you going to buy with this money?" Cropping tools? ”

"No," the little boy shook his head again, and then the girl next to him said, "We are going to use this donation to make a new dress for the children in the orphanage, so that they can all wear a new dress for the New Year." ”

In just a moment, Zijun's nose was over, and the warm liquid welled up in her eyes, and she even couldn't hold back her tears.

She remembers that when she was young, she also volunteered with her mother, and at that time, she and her mother went to orphanages the most, because her mother was the director of the kindergarten and liked children since she was a child.

Shao Meizhen will not only bring food to the children in the orphanage, but she will also give lessons to the children, so that they can feel the games and happiness that the children in the kindergarten can enjoy.

How long has it been since you've been to an orphanage? It seems that after breaking up with Lin Chengfei, she has been immersed in her own affairs, has been entangled in her own affairs, and has forgotten the children in the orphanage.

"Sister, aren't you willing to support us?" The little girl saw that Zijun was holding a fifty yuan in his hand but did not put it into the donation box, so she couldn't help but ask in a crisp voice.

"No," Zijun quickly shook his head, took a deep breath to stabilize his emotions and said, "My sister suddenly felt that supporting 50 yuan was not sincere enough, so she decided to change it." ”

After Zijun finished speaking, he took out a 100 yuan red bill from his bag, and then threw it into the donation box along with the 50 yuan.

"Thank you, sister, thank you sister, for your love!" The little girl and the little boy spoke in unison, and the two of them walked towards another spectator with the donation box.

"You're generous, you're the most supportive of all your supporters." Tong Zhenyu said with a smile: "I just watched it on the side, everyone else is one piece or two, and the generous one is only five or ten yuan, and you are really the only one who votes for red and green money." ”

Zijun glared at him fiercely, what do you mean: "If someone asks you, you only support one yuan?" ”

Tong Zhenyu said with a smile: "This is originally an activity, how much is the heart, we really want to donate, naturally we will be generous, this public welfare activity, just do your heart." ”

"Then when a child comes to ask you, I think you will touch and donate one yuan." Zijun glared at him and said.

"Why?" Before Tong Zhenyu's words were finished, a little girl wearing a dress made of newspaper came to him.

"Uncle, can you support me?" The little girl's voice was crisp.

Before Tong Zhenyu could answer, the little boy who had just come to Zhang Zijun ran over and said to the little girl: "This sister has already supported us just now, and my sister has invested 150 yuan. ”

"Oh, then thank you sister, thank you uncle!" The little girl in the newspaper dress immediately followed the little boy and walked away.

Tong Zhenyu frowned depressedly, looked at Zhang Zijun and asked, "Why do they call me uncle, but call you sister?" He also said that we are a family, how did my uncle and sister become a family? ”

"Hahaha." Zhang Zijun immediately laughed, and then joked: "They must think that I am your daughter." ”

After Zhang Zijun said this, he immediately turned around and ran towards the door of the supermarket, Tong Zhenyu chased after him and shouted: "Zhang Zijun, you stop for me, tell me clearly, do I have a daughter as big as you?" ”

Tong Zhenyu roared, and the eyes of the people next to him immediately looked over, looked at Zhang Zijun who was smiling in front of him, and then looked at Tong Zhenyu who caught up.

Are these two father and daughter? Impossible? The man is so young, is it plastic surgery?

So someone sighed: "Hey, Korean plastic surgery has messed up people's lives, if it weren't for the two of them shouting there." We thought they were husband and wife or brother and sister. ”

"Yes," someone next to him sighed, "But who knows, those two people are actually father and daughter?" Then it is estimated that a father can find a girlfriend who is younger than his daughter. ”

"So, plastic surgery or don't mess up, what's good about you watching your father so young? I thought it was a lover when I took my daughter out. Someone shook his head and said.

And Tong Zhenyu caught Zhang Zijun in the midst of everyone's discussions, and he was so angry that he even turned blue: "I will never accompany you to the supermarket in the future, so that others will say that I am a generation higher than you." ”

Zhang Zijun smiled, saw him push the shopping cart and walked towards the supermarket with him, and then nodded solemnly and said, "Well, I just decided, tomorrow the two of us will not go to the supermarket, and the two of us will go to the orphanage." ”

"What?" Tong Zhenyu was taken aback, and couldn't help but stare at Zhang Zijun: "Which nerve is wrong with you again?" It's definitely not something I've planned, I'm planning for tomorrow."

"Put away your plans first." Zijun said to him with a smile: "Just now those children reminded me that the day after tomorrow will be the New Year, but the children in the orphanage have no new clothes to wear, and it is estimated that there are no fragrant dumplings to eat, so I plan to buy three bags of flour and another 100 catties of pork, and go to the orphanage tomorrow to help the children make dumplings and kiss them for a New Year's dinner." ”

"Zhang Zijun!" Tong Zhenyu couldn't help but shout.

"Something?" Zhang Zijun turned his head to look at Tong Zhenyu, who pushed the shopping cart.

"Well, can you have a discussion?" Tong Zhenyu asked by rubbing his forehead with his hand.

"What do you want to discuss?" Zijun pretended not to know, but in fact, he had vaguely guessed something in his heart.

Sure enough, I heard Tong Zhenyu say: "Can you exchange those three generations of flour and 100 catties of pork for money?" Shall we send 10,000 yuan to the orphanage? So that they can buy more pork and flour. ”

"But I want to make dumplings for them personally," Zijun looked at Tong Zhenyu and whispered: "In the past, if my mother didn't go back to her hometown for the New Year, she would also go to the orphanage to make dumplings for those children." ”

Zijun said that her mother Shao Meizhen's nose was sour, she took a deep breath and said: "Now, my mother is gone, and I didn't accompany my father back to my hometown for the New Year this year, so I also want to go to the orphanage to help the children make dumplings and cook a New Year's dinner." ”

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