"Buy! Buy this too! I want this too, take it all, let's change the set one day for the New Year! Zhao Yong waved his hand and asked the waiter to wrap up all the clothes his daughter had tried.

Stay in it every year.

"Happy silly, aren't you?" Zhao Yong teased his daughter's chin.

I grinned and snickered every year, and glanced at my father, and my mother's absence was exciting.

When Li Manjun bought Li Jianjun's warm clothes and rushed over, he saw the father and daughter standing in front of the cash register, and when they saw themselves, they looked like thieves.

Zhao Yong even sped up the speed of giving money, as if he was afraid of being stopped.

Li Manjun raised his eyebrows and looked at the cash register, there were several bags. Didn't you say that you should only buy a new dress to wear for the New Year?

"All of these?" Li Manjun walked in, pointed to the packaging bag on the countertop, and asked in disbelief.

Zhao Yong didn't answer, just asked the waiter to settle quickly.

Nian Nian rushed over and hugged his mother's thigh, and looked up at her and smiled sweetly.

Li Manjun couldn't resist it, so he could only sigh lightly and be happy with them.

"Don't take it as an example." Li Manjun glanced at her husband warnly.

Zhao Yong smiled and nodded, but the invoice handed by the cashier, while his wife was not paying attention, lowered his head and glanced at the daughter of the ghost elf, revealing a triumphant smile.

Walking out of the store, Li Manjun explained to Zhao Yong and his daughter: "It's not that you are reluctant to buy so many clothes, nor are you afraid that you will spoil your children by your children, but we don't advocate waste." ”

"These are all clothes worn in winter, children of this age every year, grow fast, you buy it now to fit, but you will wear it for a few days during the New Year, and when it comes to next winter, she will not be able to wear it."

It's too wasteful to throw away clothes that you only wear once!

Even if it's a gift, you can't find someone to send it, and no relative has a girl younger than the year, isn't that the bottom of the box?

"Mom, I can't wear it every year, I can wear it for the doll." I still think about the dolls and dolls next to her bedside every year.

Li Manjun's serious face was almost untensed, and he looked at Zhao Yong helplessly, what should he do if he was a little cute by his daughter?

Zhao Yong "hissed", he felt that he needed to reflect, and when his wife said this, he regretted that he had just bought five sets of new clothes for his daughter.

"I want to think about it." After Zhao Yong finished talking to his wife, he bowed his head and said to his daughter: "Let Dad think about it, what to do with the good clothes that can't be worn every year next year......

"There it is!" Zhao Yong suddenly looked at Li Manjun, "You can donate it, doesn't your company have that donation activity for children in mountainous areas." ”

Li Manjun raised his eyebrows, this is really a good idea, but, "Next time, this kind of wasteful behavior must be eliminated, and it cannot be promoted." ”

The father and daughter nodded earnestly, indicating that they remembered.

It's just that Nian Nian is a little curious, "Mom, what is donation?" ”

Li Manjun was afraid that the child would be too tired with his neck up, so he handed all the gifts to Zhao Yong, picked up his daughter, and told her about the brothers and sisters who studied hard in the mountainous area.

The child's memory is sometimes good and sometimes bad, and every year suddenly oh and say, "Brother Bamboo Dragonfly!" ”

Li Manjun was stunned for a moment, but Zhao Yong reminded him that in the primary school in the mountain village donated last time, the student Heizi specially made a bamboo dragonfly for himself to bring back in order to thank his daughter for the candy.

However, because her daughter likes this bamboo dragonfly too much, she has broken it, and only a skeleton is left on the shelf.

Zhao Yong wants to repair it, but this simple thing is difficult to repair, so he can only make a new one, and this broken one is put at home as a souvenir for the child, which is quite educational.

Nian Nian said: "Did my mother give Brother Bamboo Dragonfly the clothes every year?" ”

"That's right." Li Manjun said with a smile: "But my brother can't wear the clothes every year, so they should be for other children who can wear them." ”

A family of three completed the procurement task and left the mall.

In the interval between Zhao Yong's drive, Li Manjun took his daughter to play at the entrance of the shopping mall, and suddenly a mineral water bottle was dropped from the hands of pedestrians. He snorted.

The pedestrian was startled, and when he looked back, he saw that it was a little girl he didn't know, and he turned around and prepared to leave for some reason.

"Mom!" Nian Nian pointed to the pedestrian and complained loudly to his mother: "He litters!" ”

The child's voice was clear and loud, it was the time of the big purchase a year ago, and the mall was full of people.

Hearing the child's words, everyone around them stopped and looked at the pedestrian who threw the mineral water bottle.

The air froze for a moment, and Li Manjun was a little embarrassed, wanting to cover the child's mouth and escape.

The moment this thought flashed through his mind, Li Manjun suddenly sobered up.

What did she run away from?

It should be the uncivilized pedestrian who wants to escape, she is an adult, and she is not as brave as a child.

Li Manjun calmly came behind the child, picked up the fallen bottle, and handed it to the pedestrian with a solemn face.

In order to alleviate the embarrassment of the other party, and for fear that the other party's annoyance and anger would be detrimental to the child, Li Manjun thought about it before smiling and saying:

"I'm sorry, this is a public place, everyone should be civilized, please throw the mineral water bottle in the trash can and set a good example for the children."

As she spoke, the frozen atmosphere eased.

Nian Nian nodded seriously following what his mother said.

She said very seriously: "The bottle can be recycled, and it must be put in the green trash can, otherwise it will be ......" I can't say the meaning of polluting the environment, so I can only look at my mother for help.

Only then did Li Manjun understand what his daughter meant, resisted the urge to raise his hand to support his forehead, and said to the uncle opposite:

"What my daughter means is that mineral water bottles are recyclable, and I hope you can throw them in the recyclable trash for easy recycling, and that such plastic waste littering will have a great impact on the environment, because plastic is difficult to degrade, and the impact on the environment will last for hundreds of years, or even longer."

The uncle raised his eyebrows, looking at the mother and daughter in both astonishment and amazement.

Li Manjun smiled slightly and explained: "Because I work in waste recycling, maybe my daughter is influenced by me. ”

Anyway, I thought that I had said this, so let's just give the big guy a bit of environmental knowledge.

Therefore, Li Manjun continued to tell the people around him about the harm of environmental pollution to the ecosystem, and hoped that everyone could throw the garbage into the corresponding trash can in the future, so that the workers could dispose of it according to the category.

What Li Manjun didn't know was that when she seriously popularized science to passers-by, her mother was shining in her little heart.

Eventually, the uncle who littered the water bottle threw the bottle in the recyclable trash.

When he walked back, Chong Nian gave a thumbs up, and instead of being annoyed, he thanked Li Manjun for his popular science and let him learn new knowledge.

Nian Nian proudly puffed up his little chest and asked his mother: "Nian Nian is doing a good job, right?" ”

Li Manjun touched her daughter's little head and affirmed, "Every year is very brave, and my mother is proud of you." ”