PS: It's rare to be a little free this year, I wanted to struggle for it, to complete the goal of 100,000 words in January, but from morning to night, until now it is still more than 800 words, seeing that the time is not enough, an author friend gave a building yì, first make up the number of words, and then revise it...... Okay, let me be shameless today.,Uncle who subscribed to this chapter.,Please read it again after an hour.,Revised it.

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"However, the gift has always been about the heart, my classmate confiscated my money, and I don't plan to give him money, in the same way, I will give you tea, but also just to do my junior's heart, what money is not money, don't mention it, vulgar!"

"Uncle, you are a teacher, and these things are the least important things in your daily life, why are you so concerned with me today?"

This time it was Xiao Zhijian's turn to smile bitterly, usually some small money and small profits, he naturally wouldn't look at it, but the three cans of tea in front of him were worth millions, no matter how high and unconventional he was, it was impossible for him to really ignore it.

Although he really coveted these three cans of tea, he really couldn't accept them!

Xia Yun saw Xiao Zhijian's insistence, and grabbed ahead of him and said, "Okay, uncle, since you insist on not accepting it, I can't ......help it."

As soon as he said this, Xiao Zhijian breathed a sigh of relief, but there was a faint sense of loss and discomfort in his heart, just like watching a rare treasure that could be left behind, but was let go by himself.

Lin Aixue was also relieved, she was also the same as Xiao Zhijian, for the million-dollar tea in front of her. I really didn't dare to accept it, but when I heard Xia Yun say this, I was also a little disappointed and faintly dissatisfied.

"Still. You don't, I'll give it to Lingling, she's my girlfriend, I'll give her a gift, you can't care about it, right? ”

Xia Yun's later words were just finished, which also made Lin Aixue and Xiao Zhijian's expressions change again.

"Konatsu. You! ……”

Xia Yun waved his hand, "Uncle, it's settled." You don't want it, I'll give it to Lingling, she can deal with it as she likes, anyway, I have three cans of tea. It didn't cost a dime to get it from my classmates. It's impossible to make a profit, it's too cheap! I Xia Yun can't afford to lose this face! ”

Xiao Zhijian smiled bitterly and stopped talking.

Xia Yun gave the tea to his daughter, what will his daughter do, is this still worth saying?

And what Xia Yun said is right, these days, Xiao Zhijian also has a considerable understanding of Xia Yun's character. With Xia Yun's current net worth and his character, these three cans of tea. It's really only possible to put it here for yourself!

Lin Aixue secretly breathed a sigh of relief again, looking at her husband's tangled and embarrassed expression, she knew in her heart that he was actually loose, so she quickly changed the topic and put the eggs on the plate in front of Xia Yun, "Okay, okay, put aside the tea matter first, Xiao Xia, let's eat eggs, it's not delicious when it's cold!" ”

Xia Yun nodded, picked up the bowl and ate an egg, and then changed the topic, "By the way, uncle and aunt, who is Yaoyao, is it Lingling's new friend?" ”

Lin Aixue paused for a moment, looked at Xia Yun carefully, and made sure that he was really unimpressed, before sighing, "Xiao Xia, have you forgotten your junior high school classmate Fang Junrong?" It was Fang Junrong who committed suicide by jumping off a building in prison! ”

Xia Yun also froze for a moment, and then remembered, "Yaoyao is Fang Junrong's daughter?" In the class that Lingling led before, the little girl in the same class as my nephew! ”

While thinking of the identity of the five-year-old girl Yaoyao, Xia Yun also remembered Xiao Lingling's relationship with this Yaoyao.

"That little girl, didn't she think that Lingling killed her father and hated Lingling? Why did Lingling run away from her house? ”

Xiao Zhijian sighed, "A five-year-old child, where does he really understand hatred, but it is true that he has become a little autistic, and no outsider dares to see it!" ”

After Lingling heard the news of the child, she has been very self-blaming and relieved, this month, she has been running to her house, and she was kicked out by her grandparents a few times before, and then she went more often, Yaoyao and her grandparents followed her, and the little girl slowly accepted Lingling again...... Now Lingling has to go to her house several times a week to help with laundry, cooking, etc., and sometimes her grandparents are busy working, and Lingling will take her home! ”

Lin Aixue also sighed with maternal love, "This little girl, she is really handsome, but her life is really bitter, her parents have been divorced since she was a child, she has no mother, and now she is even gone, and her grandparents are left to depend on each other. ”

Xia Yun put down the dishes and chopsticks, and also fell silent.

Fang Junrong committed suicide by jumping off the building, in the final analysis, it still has an inseparable relationship with him, in the final analysis, Fang Junrong went to prison, or he Xia Yun directly did it, although he did not regret it, and he did not have much sympathy for Fang Junrong, but for his daughter, he had to feel a little guilty.

Xiao Lingling also knows the cause and effect of the grievances, so she will approach Yaoyao so perseveringly and regardless of herself, wanting to make up for the sins she has compensated!

Perhaps, there are also some reasons why I saw my own shadow back then.

With Xiao Lingling's introverted and shy personality, she can still insist on continuing to go to their house even though she has been kicked out by Yaoyao's grandparents several times, Xia Yun can know without thinking about it, how much courage is needed for Xiao Lingling!

Seeing that Xia Yun was silent, Xiao Zhijian could more or less grasp Xia Yun's thoughts, sighed slightly, thought about it, stood up, entered Xiao Lingling's room, and after a while, took a stack of white paper and put it in front of Xia Yun.

"Xiao Xia, I heard Lingling mention, what kind of charitable foundation are you going to set up, this time I went to the capital, I also went to go through the formalities, looking at your current appearance, it should be quite smooth, I also heard Lingling say, this charitable foundation, you decided to hand it over to Lingling to take care of!"

"Uncle is very pleased and grateful for your decision. This is indeed a very suitable job for Lingling's character, and with you by your side, my uncle is also very relieved...... Lingling is also very committed to this job. During this time, in addition to running to Lijia Village to keep an eye on the progress of your school and take care of Yaoyao, Lingling also traveled to dozens of kindergartens and nurseries throughout Licheng, large and small, and sorted out this information, take a look! ”

Xia Yun was slightly stunned, took the A4 white paper that was simply clamped in the text jiàn folder, and looked at it slowly.

This information. It was Xiao Lingling who wrote it word by word with a pen, and there were traces of alteration next to it, which should obviously be a draft.

"Fang Yaoyao. The girl, five years and seven months, and her father, Fang Junrong, passed away in October 2012. Mother Chen Sisi. When Fang Yaoyao was two years old, she divorced Fang Junrong, and now she is missing, and she is currently raised by her grandparents, attending a kindergarten in Chengdong Children's Kindergarten, with a monthly family income of about 2,100 yuan......"

"Chen Zhangliang, boy. Four years and six months old, his father Chen Dehui. Bedridden for a long time, his mother, Liu Chenchen, works in Licheng No. 1 Textile Factory, goes to school in Changchang Kindergarten, middle class, and has a monthly family income of about 2,700 yuan......"

"Huang Yanyan, girl, six years old and two months, her parents were killed in a car accident, she was raised by her aunt's family, she did not go to school, and her monthly family income was 2,300 yuan......"

"Zhou Congcong, boy, five years and four months, did not go to school......"

This handwritten text by Xiao Lingling records some children from difficult families like Yaoyao, their family background, income, and other special circumstances and the like.

Xia Yun roughly counted the names of more than one hundred and twenty children, and really didn't know how many places Lingling had to run in this short month to collect so much information.

Xiao Zhijian looked at Xia Yun flipping through this text, and sighed, but with a faint smile on her face, "Lingling, this girl, has grown so big, it's the first time to work so hard and be so energetic to do something, she told me that she wants to help these children and make their lives easier!" ”

Xia Yun nodded slowly, put down the text in his hand, and thought for a while before asking Xiao Zhijian, "Did Lingling tell you about specific ideas?" ”

Xiao Zhijian shook her head, "She didn't tell me, but she knows that her daughter is Mo Ruo's father, she is my daughter, and she has been teaching for so many years, I roughly know what she thinks, it is nothing more than wanting to help these children, in terms of education, walking on the same starting line as other children!" ”

"Since you want to set up a charitable foundation and let Lingling be in charge, I think, this should be the first project she is looking for, as for Lingling's specific thoughts on this child, I haven't asked, I think, this should be something you discuss with her, I won't have much to do!"

Xia Yun thought the same thing, but he didn't say anything, but stood up, "Uncle and aunt, it's not too early, I estimate that no matter where Lingling goes in the afternoon, she should come back, I'll go find her!" ”

Xia Yun was slightly stunned, took the A4 white paper that was simply clamped in the text jiàn folder, and looked at it slowly.

This information was written down word by word by Xiao Lingling with a pen, and there are traces of alteration next to it, which should obviously be a draft.

"Fang Yaoyao, girl, five years and seven months, father Fang Junrong, died in October 2012, mother Chen Sisi, when Fang Yaoyao was two years old, divorced Fang Junrong, and now she is missing, currently raised by her grandparents, attending a kindergarten in Chengdong Children's Kindergarten, a large class, and a monthly family income of around 2,100 yuan......"

"Chen Zhangliang, a boy, four years old and six months old, his father Chen Dehui, who has been seriously ill and bedridden for a long time, and his mother, Liu Chenchen, works in Licheng No. 1 Textile Factory, goes to school in Changchang Kindergarten, middle class, and has a monthly family income of about 2,700 yuan......"

"Huang Yanyan, girl, six years old and two months, her parents were killed in a car accident, she was raised by her aunt's family, she did not go to school, and her monthly family income was 2,300 yuan......"

"Zhou Congcong, boy, five years and four months, did not go to school......"

This handwritten text by Xiao Lingling records some children from difficult families like Yaoyao, their family background, income, and other special circumstances and the like.

Xia Yun roughly counted the names of more than one hundred and twenty children, and really didn't know how many places Lingling had to run in this short month to collect so much information.

Xiao Zhijian looked at Xia Yun flipping through this text, and sighed, but with a faint smile on her face, "Lingling, this girl, has grown so big, it's the first time to work so hard and be so energetic to do something, she told me that she wants to help these children and make their lives easier!" ”

Xia Yun nodded slowly, put down the text in his hand, and thought for a while before asking Xiao Zhijian, "Did Lingling tell you about specific ideas?" ”

Xiao Zhijian shook her head, "She didn't tell me, but she knows that her daughter is Mo Ruo's father, she is my daughter, and she has been teaching for so many years, I roughly know what she thinks, it is nothing more than wanting to help these children, in terms of education, walking on the same starting line as other children!" ”

"Since you want to set up a charitable foundation and let Lingling be in charge, I think, this should be the first project she is looking for, as for Lingling's specific thoughts on this child, I haven't asked, I think, this should be something you discuss with her, I won't have much to do!"

Xia Yun thought the same thing, but he didn't say anything, but stood up, "Uncle and aunt, it's not too early, I estimate that no matter where Lingling goes in the afternoon, she should come back, I'll go find her!" (To be continued......)