"After a long period of fundraising, I have summed up a set of rules from successes and failures." Yang Huimin said softly: "When we go to fundraise, the number of people can't be too many, we are all children, everyone wants to show themselves, everyone wants to achieve success through their own efforts, but there are many people, and there is no loud enough voice, which will only make us make each other dizzy in the end, and politely send us out." So, just two people at a time is enough! ”

Lei Zhen nodded, although he had never raised donations, but he understood that this was experience.

"Girls are more likely to succeed than boys; Pretty girls are more likely to succeed than ugly girls; A girl who can speak well is more likely to succeed than a girl who is wooden; Cheerful girls are more successful than introverted girls; But it's ...... A girl who can cry is more likely to succeed than a girl who can laugh! ”

Yang Huimin stared at Lei Zhen, who was sitting beside her and listening, and a helpless wry smile appeared on her face, "I know that girls with tears on their faces are more likely to impress, but don't you think it's really too contradictory to put all this together?" ”

"I just like to laugh, I just don't like to cry! When I was a child, even if I fell and fell painfully, I would try to get up alone without saying a word, and now no matter what grievances I suffer, I will not cry. Everyone says I'm like a boy, but that's because in my eyes, tears are the most useless thing. ”

"But when I'm collecting money, if I cry, it's easier for me to succeed and get all kinds of valuable supplies for those who need help. In this case, why don't I cry?! ”

Looking at Yang Huimin's scarred arm, Lei Zhen's always calm eyes flashed a trace of complicated emotions, and it was only at this time that he understood that in the heart of this girl named Yang Huimin, she had such a frank and gentle mind.

"Our Boy Scouts were founded in Wuhan in 1912 by Mr. Yan Jialin, drawing on the mature Boy Scout models in Europe and the United States. At that time, we in China were already full of disasters and hardships, so at the beginning of our establishment, our Scout Army emphasized more on the training of 'martial arts', we learned English, first aid care, and public security command. ”

Yang Huijing raised his right hand and bent his thumb and little tail finger, and gestured a three-finger salute to Lei Zhen, "Do you remember this military salute I gave you in the refugee camp?" ”

Of course, Lei Zhen remembered that Lei Zhen really hadn't seen a military salute with only three fingers.

"My index finger, middle finger, and ring finger, which I still hold up, represent the three noblest human virtues, righteousness, reason, and bravery, and they are closely aligned to remind us that as a Boy Scout, we must have all three of these qualities at the same time. It is also required that every scout must work together with one heart and one mind, and cannot be scattered. Yang Huimin's gaze slowly swept over the five fingers of her right hand, and she said proudly: "And my thumb is pressed on the little tail finger, which means that we must help the weak with the strong, and provide help and protection to those who are weaker than us; It also means that we want to help the big with the small! ”

"I just turned seventeen this year, so I had to join the Boy Scouts and do what I could. I often think that if only I had been born a few years earlier, then they would have pushed me with the excuse that I was just a child, and I could have done more and helped more people. ”

Looking at this girl who felt a little sorry for herself because she was too young, Lei Zhen really didn't understand why she was so enthusiastic and liked to help others so much. Yang Huimin is running around here and has endured the eyes of others, but how many of those who sit in the refugee camp and are completely numb in their spirits can remember Yang Huimin as a person and everything Yang Huimin has done for them? Even if they can remember, what can they do, when Yang Huimin is about to starve to death, can their gratitude be turned into food for Yang Huimin to continue to live? When Yang Huimin was about to freeze to death, could their gratitude be turned into soft animal fur? When Yang Huimin was seriously injured, could their gratitude be turned into herbs that could stop the bleeding?!

"People often say that I am too stupid, saying that I have no grievances with me, why should I go against them like this? My father often scolded me, he thought that resisting foreign enemies was such a thing, let men do it, let soldiers do it, and I ran around like this, not to mention the danger, he was more worried that I would run away, and no man would dare to marry me in the future. I'm still young, there are a lot of things I can't figure out, but I really don't understand, I know that I am a jackal that is hungry and may attack us at any time, knowing that it has broken into our home, just to tear us to fill our stomachs, why do we have to let our relatives die, they killed, burned, robbed, really lost, painful, hateful, only know how to rise up and resist? Why can't we take up arms and fight together when they have not done harm to their own homes and their loved ones?! ”

Lei Zhen was silent, but his hands were already tightly squeezed together, and the explosion of bone joints continued to sound from between his hands, but before Yang Huimin noticed, Lei Zhen quickly relaxed his body again.

Lei Zhen, who once took his son and survived for a long time in the mountains, clearly understands that food is important for survival. Dashan and his "son" have taught Lei Zhen many things, one of which is not to waste his physical strength easily.

When have you ever seen a wolf that runs boringly in the wilderness without prey and without chasing the enemy, to consume his physical strength?!

"I love my dad, I love my mother, I love my friends, I like everyone around me. I really don't want them to get hurt in any way. Moreover, even if I am alone now, with no relatives or friends, I will do my best to fight the enemy. ”

Yang Huimin reached out to support her head, supporting her eyes that contained too many dreams and hopes, at this time, she looked into the distance, her mind seemed to have seen a not so distant future.

"Because when I grow up, I'll meet many, many like-minded friends. I will also marry a man who likes me and I like him to form our own family. This family doesn't have to be big, as long as it's enough for us to live happily with our children. This man doesn't have to have much to accomplish, as long as he can love the family we built with his own hands for the rest of his life, and when he comes home with the exhaustion of a long day of work, he can lift the lid on the dining table and have a happy smile on his face, I will be very satisfied. ”

"Even for the sake of my future friends and family, I must fight to the death against the enemy, because ...... I want them to live in a happy and free world! ”

Picking up a small pebble at her feet and throwing it out, Yang Huimin exhaled a long breath, she stretched out her finger and pointed at herself, and then pointed at Lei Zhen, and finally she opened her arms, facing those people who hurriedly walked by on the street, and made a hugging gesture, she said softly: "I believe that as long as we can unite closely, a little less scattered sand, a little less everyone sweeping the snow in front of the door, and a little more mutual care, we will definitely drive away the invaders." At that time, everyone will be fine, and we will all be happy! ”

The everyone in Yang Huimin's mouth obviously includes Lei Zhen.

Lei Zhen still didn't speak, but he grabbed his kettle made of bamboo tubes, poured the water on a fairly clean cloth, and then used this cloth to help Yang Huimin wipe the scars on his left arm. In Yang Huimin's suppressed gasp, Lei Zhen threw a handful of leaves that he didn't know where to pick into his mouth, chewed them and carefully applied them to Yang Huimin's left arm.

A cool feeling came from the wound on Yang Huimin's left arm, which greatly diluted the hot pain on the wound.

"Remember......" Lei Zhen finally spoke for the first time today, "Pinch lightly next time, at least, don't pinch the same position several times!" ”

Listening to Lei Zhen's slightly reproachful words, looking at Lei Zhen's overly tough face lines, looking at the concentration and seriousness revealed in his bright and moving eyes under his deep eye sockets, and watching him use a skillful technique to treat the pinching on his arm, I don't know why, Yang Huimin is really a little crazy.

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