"A total of fifty-three donated items were auctioned, totaling twenty-three thousand five hundred taels of silver."

"It's okay!"

On this day, the price of the auction item generally decreased. To be able to have such an income.

Thanks to Mr. Wen Yuan's lady picture.

"On the third day, 41 donated items were auctioned, totaling 1,680 taels."

"The sum of the three days is one hundred and fifty-three thousand four hundred and fifty taels."

Song Qingyuan closed the ledger and concluded, "Although it is declining in stages every day. ”

"But the silver taels obtained from the overall auction are indeed a gratifying number!"

"This also shows from the side that there are still many people in my country who have good intentions and are willing to do good."

Song Qingyuan said as he looked at the ordinary things that were piled up on the side, all of them were donated by the people.

It was these "cheap" things that made the smile on Song Qingyuan's face almost overflow.

"Small objects may be inconspicuous, but they are a shining fire, and when they come together, they can light up the sky."

Just like the kindness they want to convey, when gathered, it is enough to warm people's hearts.

Let people see the light of hope in the darkness.

"Amitabha!"

Master Pratt & Whitney looked over with a relieved expression on his face.

exclaimed, "A spark is enough to start a prairie fire!" ”

"Song Nongnu really has Huigen, this is not bad!"

"Huh!"

Song Qingyuan rolled his eyes silently.

"Who called me a disciple of Buddhism......

"If you don't have a bit of wisdom, how can you be worthy of the Buddha's enlightenment." Song Qingyuan meant something.

"Uh......"

Master Pratt & Whitney was stunned, and then laughed.

While fiddling with the Buddha beads, he said, "Song Nongnu really deserves the name of sharp teeth and sharp mouth!" ”

"Admire the old man!"

"Admire!"

"Song Nongnu deserves to be enlightened by the Buddha!"

"Amitabha!"

"Wonderful! Wonderful! ”

Saying this, Song Qingyuan's face turned red.

Whispered, "Thank you, Master......"

This sentence of thanks, Da Lang, San Lang, Shen Biqing and others, may not understand, but Master Puhui must understand.

This is Xie He in the name of the Buddha, covering up all the abnormalities in her.

It is the past of the original owner, which will be turned out in the future, and it can also be said that it has changed only after it was enlightened by the Buddha.

That way, she would be safe and sound.

The hanging heart can also be put down.

Song Qingyuan pursed her lips, since she came to this world, all she has received is kindness.

It's all warm.

There is also family affection, friendship, and love.

In this way, how could she not love the world.

Song Qingyuan's heart was a little sour, for the sake of the people around her who loved her.

She is also willing to love this, the land that once did not belong to her, but is willing to take root in the future.

"Thank you!" Song Qingyuan stood up and bowed deeply.

But when he saw Master Puhui, he shook his head, "Song Nongnu, there is no need to be like this!" ”

"Cause and effect are predestined!"

"There is a cause before there is an effect!" Master Puhui, what he said is mysterious, and everyone doesn't understand it very clearly.

The two of them did not explain.

"Two Song Shi Masters."

At this time, Master Pratt & Whitney got up and looked at Da Lang, San Lang.

"Amitabha!"

"These days, bother the two donors!"

"The two donors have worked hard!"

"The old man is here, for the charitable foundation, thank you two."

"Ahem!"

The two coughed, and invariably reached out their hands against the corners of their lips to hide the smile on their faces.

"The master is gracious."

"The master is an outsider, but he is still willing to take on the important position of this foundation for the sake of the people and for the sake of doing good."

"We two brothers, why not do some small things within our ability."

"What's more, we have also gained experience in presiding over the charitable foundation this time, which will also be beneficial to us in the future."

Da Lang, San Lang and the two of you, you say a word to me, and follow Master Puhui to greet each other.

But when he saw Song Qingyuan on the side, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he looked helpless.

In addition to the Yang family, who has already booked members, there are only two people in charge of their foundation for the time being.

That's the president Puhui Master, the vice president Song Qingyuan, that's all.

So the sentence of Master Pratt & Whitney, on behalf of the charitable foundation, is simply hehe......

Say goodbye and go home for a good night's sleep.

On the fourth day.

The high tide of charitable foundations has passed.

Instead, the auction began, the ordinary things donated by the people.

However, to the surprise of several people, today's meeting was even grander than in the past.

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The entire Pudu Temple was crowded with people.

The table that has been set up is not like the previous days, with ten people at a table, men and women on both sides.

Song Qingyuan and the others looked up and saw the people sitting around the table.

There were men and women, old and young, and women with their little children in their arms.

There are also those who have their own benches and are crowded in a corner.

Looking at this scene, Song Qingyuan suddenly thought that the scene when they got married in the village was so lively.

At this moment, the bell and drum sounded.

The crowd, which was still noisy just now, suddenly fell silent.

The two brothers, Da Lang and San Lang, took the stage together to preside over today's auction.

Today's brothers did not quote scriptures, and their words were crepe and childish.

Instead, like in the village, he spoke directly to the common people.

First, Saburo was carrying a basket of eggs and looked at the small note written on the eggs.

He raised his voice and said, "Thank you Wangjiadian, Li Youcai of Lijiagou, for the twenty eggs donated." ”

"It's me! It's me! ”

"I'm Li Youcai!"

As soon as San Lang's words fell, a man in his forties with a dark face shouted.

"I am Wangjiadian, Li Youcai of Lijiagou."

"I ...... I ......"

The man stood in the crowd, waving his hands constantly.

Seeing this, San Lang hurriedly waved his hand, and said in the direction of that side, "Thank you for this rich uncle." ”

"Let us applaud him for his good deeds......"

As he spoke, Saburo clapped his hands first.

Immediately afterwards, the people also burst into applause.

Seeing this, Li Youcai's swarthy face was covered with red clouds, black, red, black, and red, very honest.

Seeing this, Saburo smiled at him and announced, "The auction begins." ”

"Twenty Wen!"

A rough voice came.

A sturdy man shouted, "I Zhu Laosan admires you, you have a good heart!" ”

"These twenty eggs, I Zhu Laosan asked for ......"

"Twenty-five Wen!"

A voice was answered.

"The remaining five articles are donated by me to the charity foundation."

An egg costs a penny, and this person buys it for twenty-five yuan, which means that he spends an extra five yuan.

According to this man, he did good deeds.

"Thirty Wen!"

"Forty Wen!"

In the end, Li Youcai's 20 eggs were bought by a nearby landlord for 45 yuan.

Saburo took the egg basket, walked off the auction table, and handed it over to the landlord.

And Da Lang was on the stage and started the auction of the second item...... I want to talk about "Splendid Pastoral: Small Landlords of Farmers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~