The whole village read the notice and were talking about it, they were all poor people in these villages and townships, and they couldn't eat enough, where could they still have money to donate?

Isn't this a joke on them, the common people?

They have no choice but to get more money to repair the bridge, they should find those landlords.

Or the squires, these are the rich people.

Where do they, the poor people, have the money to support the construction of the bridge?

The villagers all shook their heads and sighed, discussed a few words, and then ignored the notice, thinking that this notice was written for those rich people?

What does it have to do with these poor people?

Among the villagers who went to see the notice, there was a villager named Mo Guangwen, his family was also very poor, but he was very loyal and honest.

Usually do some good deeds, is a person who likes to do public welfare very much, has always been a fool of the villagers!

Every Rao thinks differently.

Those who received his help praised him as a good man and thought that he was a great good man.

He will not do good deeds because he is poor, and he will do everything he can to do good deeds and do practical things.

After reading this notice, he also heard the discussion of the villagers, but he did not think that because they were poor, they could not do good deeds.

Although our strength is thin, as long as we give a little bit of our strength, people will gather more strength.

This old man in his 50s went home, and while walking home, he thought, thought about it, and his family didn't have the money to donate, what should I do?

In the end, the old man discussed with his wife and tried to donate money, but their family was too poor, and the children of the family separated the two elders, and the two old people lived, and there was no money to donate at home.

Mo Guangwen finally decided that Ming would go up the mountain to chop firewood and sell it, take the firewood to the county seat and sell it, and donate the money from the sale of firewood.

Donate a little money from his own labor, which is also for the benefit of the people.

His wife also agrees with his Fa, as long as they can move and contribute a force, there must be no ambiguity.

With such an idea, the two husbands and wives went to bed early, thinking that when it was bright, they went up the mountain to chop firewood and sell it.

When the couple slept until midnight, they heard a trolley behind the house, the sound of a chicken cart pushing.

"Squeak squeak", it's so noisy all night, so that they can't sleep as a couple, and they are kind, and they don't go out and scold others because others are arguing for them to sleep!

The two of them just wondered in their hearts, behind the house was their vegetable garden, how could there be such a loud sound?

There's no one living around this side of their house!

The villagers who wanted to live a good life all moved away from here and built houses on the side of the road, and there was no one around his house!

In the middle of the night, who will pull the chicken bus at the back of the house?

It's so strange that they've lived here for so many years and nothing like this has ever happened!

They couldn't figure it out, and they didn't get up to see it, they just thought that they would wake up and go up the mountain tomorrow morning to chop firewood and sell it!

Mo Guangwen was slightly bright, he hadn't eaten breakfast yet, he only brought a pot of water, so he went up the mountain to chop firewood, went to the mountain to cut a load of firewood, and went home to cook lunch and eat.

Poor families like them can only eat two meals at a time, and they still eat porridge and water, which is the case in many families, and rural people don't pay attention to it!

Also because of the perennial fatigue and the lack of good food, this old man is very thin, exposed to the sun and rain for a long time, and his skin is almost as dark as that of Africans.

The body that has been working on the farm for a long time makes people thin but healthy.

A poor family like him has always supported public welfare!

He is a fool in the eyes of others, only his wife has always supported him, and his family has always supported him in doing public welfare!

This kind of practice, many people can't understand, their families are so poor.

If they don't take care of themselves first and help others with kindness, what can they get?

Can they live happily if they are fooled or if they are treated as good people?

Mo Guangwen returned home with a load, so he prepared to cook lunch, went to the vegetable garden at the back of the house to pick taro, and prepared to use taro to make lunch dishes.

He plucked one taro, and found that under the taro was a jar of silver, and his eyes looked at the white flowers, and his eyes were fixed, and he thought that he was dazzled.

I patted my foot with my hand and felt a pain in my foot, and I realized that I was not dreaming.

The old man was pleasantly surprised, he was not surprised that he had made a fortune, but that he thought that he didn't have to pick firewood to sell now, and he also had money to donate to the government to build the bridge!

Mo Guangwen was thinking in his heart, there is silver under a taro, so will other taro also have silver?

So he plucked the taro again, and found that under the taro in the vegetable garden was a jar of silver.

Now he plucked all the taro from a vegetable garden, and picked up a piece of silver from a white flower.

Mo Guangwen secretly put the silver in a jar, and the family got such a windfall, he quickly moved the silver to the house, and then closed the door and locked the door of the house.

His wife came back from the field and found that the door of the house was locked, thinking that her husband had not returned, so she opened the door with a key, but she couldn't open the door, only to know that the door was locked inside.

His wife felt strange, why did her husband lock the door for no reason, so she could only knock on the door: "Husband, open the door quickly, I'm back!" ”

When Mo Guangwen heard his wife's voice, he asked nervously in the house, "Wife, is there anyone next to you?" ”

When his wife heard this, she felt very strange, but she still looked left and right: "No one! ”

Mo Guangwen heard that there was no one outside his wife, so he opened the door from the inside, saw his wife outside the door, pulled his wife into the house, and then quickly closed the door!

His wife is very strange, what does this husband do in a deep secret?

"Husband, what are you doing mysteriously?"

Mo Guangwen pulled his wife into the room and asked his wife to see a jar of silver in a room!

His wife's first thought when she saw so much silver in the room was not surprise, but wondered how their family could have so much money.

I never thought that such an honest husband would rob and steal.

"Husband, why do you have so much money at home? Where does the silver come from? ”

The old man didn't dare to be loud, but only dared to whisper in his wife's ear,

"The silver was picked up in our hiding, and when I was about to cook rice, I went to pick up the taro and came back to cook it, only to find that the taro was all silver underneath!"

"Husband, we are developed!"

When his wife heard this, she thought that they had made a windfall, and that the gods had given them silver.

"Wife, we can't use this silver!"

The old man shook his head and disagreed with his wife's law

"Why can't it be used?"

"I listen to the older generation, the money that is picked up for nothing cannot be used on themselves."

"Oooh"

I can't use it myself, the two husbands and wives looked at so many jars of silver at home, and thought of building the East Gate Bridge, and the silver came in handy.

The two husbands and wives decided to use the money to build the East Gate Bridge, thinking that they could do good things for the people, and both husbands and wives were so happy!

Mo Guangwen was second, wearing a patched suit, carrying a load of firewood, and walked for more than an hour to the county seat and sold it.

On the county government's side, many people were donating money to build the bridge, and he followed him to the county government.

The county government is giving money there, and many rich gentlemen are donating there, and those people are donating ten taels of silver.

The old man looked at it for a while, and felt that these people were too picky, so they donated so much money, and the money donated by so many people was still not enough to repair the bridge.

He didn't feel like wasting his time waiting here.