Han Zhou planned it and decided to go to Taiziyu in the evening.

However, it was rare to have an afternoon to spare, and Han Zhou sent a message to Zhang Ceyong first: "Brother Yong, where is it, I will send you the script." ”

Han Zhou had already agreed with Zhang Ceyong that there would be a movie, and Zhang Ceyong had privately asked several times when filming would start.

Now it's almost time to give the script to Zhang Ceyong first, and you can prepare to start filming in June.

Zhang Ceyong quickly sent an address to Han Zhou.

Han Zhou took a look, zoomed out the map, and tilted his head.

Zhang Ceyong's location is very close to Taiziyu.

The point is that if you want to go to the Taiziyu Cemetery, you have to go through the avenue where Zhang Ceyong is located.

If you take the trail, you will be blocked along the way.

And this Beijing-Hong Kong-Macao Avenue can just go to the FT area, and then go down to the district road.

"Then I'll be here in a moment."

This feeling is good, and there is no need to run around, in the same direction, with a tailwind.

……

When Han Zhou was about to arrive, he sent a message to Zhang Ceyong: "Brother Yong, I'm five minutes, where is the specific position?" ”

Zhang Ceyong sent the location again, and then told Han Zhou: "You wait here, I'll come out." ”

Han Zhou saw that the place where Zhang Ceyong sent it this time was the Little Blue and White Welfare Institute.

Han Zhou asked suspiciously: "Is there an event?" ”

Zhang Ceyong replied: "Privately." ”

Han Zhou: "Then I'll go in and find you?" ”

Zhang Ceyong replied after a while: "Okay." ”

When Yangtai's car sent Han Zhou to the Xiaoqinghua Welfare Institute.

Zhang Ceyong's agent, Sister Zhen, looked stupid, saw Han Zhou come down, and hurriedly said, "Hurry up and drive this car away." ”

Yan A00023 is okay, who doesn't know that this is the license plate number of Shen Xixiong, the director of Yangma.

If the reporter had known that the car had come to the welfare home, it would have been surrounded in a moment.

Han Zhou scratched his head and turned around to tell the driver that he could go back.

The driver drove all the way back.

Han Zhou followed Sister Zhen into the welfare home: "Private activities? Brother Yong does public welfare, doesn't he let the media take pictures? ”

Sister Zhen: "You have done public welfare publicity, people say that you are a show, you don't do public welfare, people say that you have no love." ”

"So, if you want to do public welfare, just do it quietly, and if someone scolds you, just put out the things that you did for public welfare before."

Han Zhou thought about it for a while.

There are also celebrities in China who are organizing public welfare, but even if it is this, it is inevitable that someone will go in to put on a show.

Provoke the bosses of the organization to be angry.

At Zhang Ceyong's level, his own team organizes liaison and does it himself.

After entering the welfare home, Sister Zhen went directly into the building.

And Han Zhou saw a child tilting his head to look at him.

So he stopped and turned his head to look at him.

The little boy was startled: "Ah! ”

Hurriedly retreated.

Han Zhou didn't know where he scared the children, and showed a kind smile: "Children, don't be afraid of me, I don't eat children." ”

Only then did the little boy reassure: "I know you don't eat children." ”

Han Zhou was puzzled: "Then why are you so afraid?" ”

The little boy stared at Han Zhou again: "Uncle, you are so strange, why can't you see it, but you know that I am looking at you?" ”

Han Zhou didn't react for a while, and was stunned for a moment before he figured out this logic.

This is a welfare home, and there will be a lot of people who give love here, and there will be a lot of people who have been rescued who will come back.

A large proportion of these people were abandoned by their parents because of their physical disabilities.

So, there are many blind people among them.

And the blind will wear sunglasses.

In reality, except for drivers and blind people, there are basically not many people who walk around with sunglasses, of course, the star who pretends to be forced is one of them.

However, drivers who come here must take off their sunglasses when they get out of the car.

And they have little contact with celebrities.

So the little boy thought that Han Zhou was blind and looked at Han Zhou himself, but Han Zhou turned his head to face him with his face, not with his ears, so the abnormal scene startled the little boy.

Han Zhou took off his sunglasses: "Haha, the sun is too big to shade the sun." ”

The little boy's eyes were filled with something called curiosity.

For the first time in his life, he heard that sunglasses can block the sun.

Han Zhou handed over his sunglasses: "Play with you." ”

The little boy looked at the sunglasses longingly, then shook his head: "No, it doesn't look very funny." ”

The little boy resisted his curiosity and changed the subject: "Big brother, I thought you were an uncle when you wore sunglasses." ”

Han Zhou smiled: "It's okay to call uncle, and it's okay to call big brother." ”

Little boy: "Big brother, do you know how to play hopscotch?" ”

Han Zhou: "? Yes...... Right? ”

The little boy took Han Zhou and went to hopscotch.

Playing with him, Han Zhou figured it out.

Here, hopscotch is usually only played by girls.

And now, Zhang Ceyong is giving gifts to the children inside, so the little boy secretly came out to play hopscotch, and just happened to bump into Han Zhou coming.

Zhang Ceyong, who finished handing out the gifts, looked back at Sister Zhen, and Sister Zhen whispered: "Han Zhou is outside." ”

Zhang Ceyong thought that Han Zhou didn't want to come in, so he didn't say much and continued to send gifts.

After a while, after distributing the gifts, Zhang Ceyong was sweating, standing aside and watching those happy children laugh, and he was also smiling happily.

Only then did he speak: "Han Zhou is playing hopscotch with a little boy outside." ”

Zhang Ceyong didn't know what hopscotch game was: "Hopscotch? ”

"Jumping off a building?"

"Jumping off a building with a child?"

Zhang Ceyong ran away.

After running out, Zhang Ceyong saw the lines drawn with chalk on the ground and knew that hopscotch was a game.

Many years ago, hopscotch was also very popular in Taihai, and later, as a coast, Taihai was the first to come into contact with those things abroad, so Zhang Ceyong's generation grew up and basically never saw this kind of old game.

And now, hopscotch is becoming popular in the Taiwan Strait again, so Zhang Ceyong just missed it and didn't know what hopscotch was.

Han Zhou saw Zhang Ceyong come out, stopped, touched the little boy's brain, and looked at Zhang Ceyong: "Brother Yong, are you done?" ”

Zhang Ceyong smiled: "Do you want to go in and say hello to the children?" ”

Then he walked up to the little boy: "How did you sneak out of the gift?" ”

The little boy squinted his eyes and smiled innocently: "I don't like the textbooks you sent, don't send them to me." ”

After saying that, he ran away.

Zhang Ceyong smiled.

It turns out that you just sent candy, but now you send textbooks, you ran first?

Han Zhou looked at Zhang Ceyong and answered the question: "I won't go in, I didn't know that you came to the welfare house empty-handed." ”

Zhang Ceyong: "Aren't you very good at writing children's songs, you can sing a song, these children don't particularly like to receive gifts." ”

What Zhang Ceyong said is true.

When doing public welfare in China, you will find three strange things.

Some of the children in the remote mountainous areas don't like the new clothes that are sent.

Some of the children in the welfare home don't like the gifts they are given.

Some of the elderly in the nursing home don't like to watch the show.

In fact, there are three phenomena that seem to go against common sense, and there are very simple answers.

Many elderly people in the nursing home can't hear and see clearly, what programs do they watch?

Children in remote mountainous areas have hardly worn new clothes, but when they put on new clothes and have recently had a public welfare activity, the people around them know that they are sent.

As a result, many children and their parents do not like to be told that they have received love.

People in many places are poor economically, but not ideologically, and they don't like to be helped as weak, they like to support themselves.

Therefore, it is even common for people in some places to send good clothes to the front foot, and cut the back foot directly to make insoles.

What the children in the welfare home need most is not gifts, but love.

But they know that their big brothers, uncles, sisters, and aunts, who usually come to see them, come at most once a year, and some people will not come again after coming once.

The person you want to meet will not be met after a long time, or even again.

Everyone will have some expectations, and the reason why children want to look forward to seeing someone is not clear, may they feel that there is a feeling of fatherly love, a feeling of maternal love, a feeling of affection, and a feeling of friendship?

But if you don't see these people who are looking forward to it a second time, you will have a feeling of loss.

What they hate most is to lose.

Therefore, as long as you are dissatisfied with expectations, there will be no feeling of loss.

And the best relationship with them is not the person who gives gifts, but the big brothers and sisters who often come to volunteer.

After Han Zhou walked into this room, he saw a lot of children.

The child didn't know who Han Zhou was, but the aunt of the doctor and vice president was probably familiar with this face.

After all, how many people haven't watched "Young Bao Qingtian"? When it was broadcast, it was so hot that it exploded.

"There's another big brother coming to see you today."

Han Zhou came empty-handed, but the children did not discriminate.

Many of the children were smiling, and some were waving their little hands.

There is also a cute little girl who looks at Han Zhou and smiles beautifully.

Han Zhou glanced at it and waved his hand: "How are you, children?" ”

Zhang Ceyong saw that Han Zhou was not very suitable for this occasion, and stepped forward: "This big brother is called Han Zhou, he is very good at singing!" ”

"Do you want him to teach everyone to sing a song?"

Han Zhou: "Let me tell you a story." ”

Zhang Ceyong also smiled: "Okay, then tell you a story." ”

Han Zhou was thinking, what song is appropriate to sing? There are too many nursery rhymes in my head, but it's hard to choose.

But when I think of telling a story, I quickly have a list in my head.

Han Zhou thought for a while, is it appropriate to tell these children about the little princess and the little prince?

Or is it about "The Ugly Duckling"? Children are very smart, and soon someone will realize that ugly ducklings are born swans.

Or stories like "The Emperor's New Clothes" and "Little Red Riding Hood"?

None of them are very suitable.

In the end, Han Zhou chose a story "The Little Match Girl".

Han Zhou thought like this, the little girl who sold matches had a miserable life, and after these children heard it, it would not have any impact on their lives.

"It was a very cold winter, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the night was almost freezing. Chinese New Year's Eve spreads on this night, it is a noisy night, and the mood of the people seems to be happy with the arrival of the new year. At this time, a little girl in tattered clothes came to the street, and she did not even have shoes on her feet. ”

Han Zhou spoke little by little.

What Han Zhou never expected was that the more he talked about it, the smiling faces of many children at the scene turned into tears.

But they didn't cry a lot, which means that these children are strong.

After Han Zhou realized that something was wrong, he still told the story head-on.

"Yet no one knows all the good things she saw when she lit matches Chinese New Year's Eve night, except for the little match girl......

After speaking, there was a little girl with tears in her eyes, who raised her arms and raised her hands to ask questions as she did in class.

Han Zhou looked at her crying little face, and half-squatted: "What's the problem?" ”

Little girl: "Why don't you send her to our orphanage?" ”

In the back, there was a little boy: "I can give her my bed!" ”

And a child: "I have two pairs of shoes, I can give her one." ”

There was a child: "Lele can't eat so much lunch, you can give her half of it." ”

Han Zhou simply sat on the ground: "Because, at that time, the little girl who sold matches didn't have welfare homes abroad." ”

"This little girl is a foreigner."

In fact, in the Ming Dynasty, there were already welfare institutions for the elderly and orphans in China.

In the West, however, there were also social welfare institutions in the 16th century.

However, it is very difficult for the welfare institute to do this kind of thing by relying on the society, and the state does not take the lead, which is basically useless for the vast majority of people.

Compared with other fairy tales, "The Little Match Girl" is very different and is an eternal classic.

Whenever you look at or listen to it, it makes your heart tremble.

It's okay for the little ones to listen to it.

When the adults present heard this, it made one panic in his heart.

These people are already keen on public welfare, and they can't see children suffering.

A lot of it is because of love, volunteering here.

Hearing the story of "The Little Match Girl", the whole person is not good.

When others listen to this story, they can only think of this story, but when they hear this story, they can think of many stories.

Most of these stories take place at the door of the welfare home and in the infirmary.

Han Zhou accompanied the children and talked for a while, so that Zhang Ceyong's entourage could continue other activities.

Between the waist-high green walls and pillars, Zhang Ceyong crossed his waist and looked into the distance: "You guy, writing stories is always so touching. ”

Han Zhou: "Speaking of this, I remembered, I sent you the script." ”

Zhang Ceyong stretched out his hand.

Han Zhou took out a USB drive from his pocket: "Don't pass it out." ”

Zhang Ceyong took the USB drive: "I'm playing a detective, right?" ”

Han Zhou: "You play a policeman, but you are also a detective in this movie." ”

Zhang Ceyong nodded with satisfaction: "What about you acting?" ”

Han Zhou: "Chen Bijue, criminal. ”

Zhang Ceyong: "Anti-No. 1? ”

Han Zhou: "Anti-No. 3." ”

Zhang Ceyong thought about it for a while, didn't ask much, didn't read the script, and there was nothing to ask.

"I'll leave in a while, so you can go first."

Han Zhou: "I can't go, the car I took from Chief Shen came over, let him go first, borrow your car?" I'm going to Taiziyu for a trip, and I'll need a car back to the city in a while. ”

Zhang Ceyong: "Okay, I'll find a driver to send you." ”

Zhang Ceyong picked up his mobile phone and made a call to go out.

Putting down the phone, Zhang Ceyong: "Wait a few minutes, people will come immediately." ”

Han Zhou waited for a while, and a pickup truck came.

Sister Zhen told Han Zhou that Han Zhou knew what was going on.

Zhang Ceyong came here, there was no style, so, one person and one seat, how many people came, how many people went back, and the car was just enough.

Except for a pickup truck that came over with a gift.

The driver of this pickup truck was already on vacation, and just left, he was called back by Zhang Ceyong.

At first, Sister Zhen thought that Han Zhou would go back to the city directly in a while, so she was going to let one of the cars send Han Zhou back, and then drive back.

However, Han Zhou said that if he wanted to go to Taiziyu, he needed a car with him for a while, so he could only let the driver of the pickup truck come back.

got on the pickup truck, Han Zhou sat in the co-pilot, and smiled: "Have you eaten?" It's almost six o'clock, do you want to go have a meal first? ”

Recently, Han Zhou organized the June 1st party, and he has become accustomed to shouting and greeting employees.

Driver: "Harm! What kind of food are you eating? ”

"Now I don't have to eat at work, and the cake painted by the boss, the melon given by the colleague, the fish I touched, the pot sent by the leader, the water in the customer's head, the competitor is not, the teammates add oil and vinegar, and the fire I make, is not enough to eat? The main thing is a balanced nutrition! ”

Han Zhou heard the meaning of the complaint, and laughed: "I see that you have pulled a lot of things behind the pickup, are you preparing to send the second trip?" I'm sorry for you. ”

Driver: "Not really. ”

"I got a cart of eggplants and prepared to send them back to my hometown in the Northeast."

Han Zhou: "Can't buy eggplants in the Northeast? ”

Driver: "I can buy it, but with a cart of eggplants, I can take the green channel without paying a highway fee." ”

Han Zhou: "6"

Han Zhou looked at a cemetery on the side of the road and raised his eyebrows: "Arrived so soon?" Is this as far away as it appears on the map? ”

The driver glanced at the side of the road: "That's not the Taiziyu Cemetery, it's the Halal Cemetery." ”

Is this still halal? Could it be that the burial customs are different?

Continuing forward, he saw a cemetery again, and Han Zhou raised his eyebrows: "It's here this time, right?" ”

The driver glanced at it: "This is Yanjing North Cemetery, not Taiziyu Cemetery." ”

"It's not that far on your map, but it actually takes us more than ten minutes to walk."

Han Zhou: "Then stop first, I'll go buy a bouquet of flowers." ”

The driver parked the car directly on the side of the road and waited for Han Zhou to finish buying flowers before going on the road again.

Soon, passing by another camp, Han Zhou looked over and actually found a tank.

Then I saw the Veterans Activity Center.

Then I saw a huge field with a 'car accident' going on on it, which seemed to be a vehicle research institute.

It seems that there are a lot of institutions that need a large space here.

As he walked, Han Zhou saw a picking garden.

It seems that Lu Xiaoxiao's father took her here to pick strawberries.

Soon, in front of the Taiziyu Cemetery, the driver: "I won't go in here, can you take a few steps?" ”

Han Zhou: "No problem, I'll go." ”

Han Zhou got out of the car and walked into the cemetery.

When I went in, I saw a stall here, and there was a fat man with a mustache: "Friend, do you want to make a photo album?" ”

Han Zhou glanced at his stall and then looked at the words on it.

[Write a biography and write a guest tree.]

Make a photo album and handwrite the couplets. 】

There's a lot of business!

Han Zhou: "I'm here to visit, it's the first time I've come, and I don't know the way. ”

The mustache pointed ahead, "Oh, you go there first." ”

Han Zhou followed the place he pointed all the way over.

I came to a small house with a stone building on the lower half and a brick wall on the upper part, but painted white.

The main theme here is a simple and solemn one.

A man sat here, looked up at Han Zhou, and lowered his head: "Visiting now?" ”

"It's late, you're leaving by eight o'clock."

Han Zhou: "Okay, it's the first time I've come, I don't know where the cemetery I want to find is, you can help me find it." ”

The man subconsciously: "Our Taiziyu Cemetery also provides an electronic cemetery function, if you don't worship often, you can also pay tribute online, or you can entrust someone to help you send sacrifices." ”

As he spoke, he opened the computer's directory: "I'll check it for you." ”

Han Zhou: "I'm going to sweep the grave of a child named Lu Xiaoxiao." ”

The man raised his head and stared at Han Zhou.

The man's eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were emaciated.

Originally a native of Cantonese, he has high cheekbones, dark skin, and deep eye sockets.

Now with bloodshot eyes and a tired posture, he looks very haggard.

The man looked at Han Zhou for a while before he got up, bent down and lifted a bag with a small pink cat printed on it from under the table: "I'll take you there." ”

The sun hasn't set yet.

In summer, the greenery is quite green.

On the clean cemetery road, you can see the tombs on both sides.

There are also flowers, food, wine, and cigarette butts in front of the screen.

The man took Han Zhou around a few times and came to a tombstone.

On the tombstone is a picture of a little girl.

Before Han Zhou could move, the man took out a small bread, milk, a small cake, and a bag of popping candy from the bag.

Then sit on the ground and begin to disassemble the bag.

"Xiaoxiao, it's night to eat, do you want to eat snacks every day? That is, tube food, want to eat...... Baa. ”

"Daddy, you buy a cake......"

Sweep the tomb, just sweep the tomb, Han Zhou didn't disturb the father and daughter for dinner.

The cake was not placed anywhere, but the man took a bite, then handed it to Xiaoxiao, and then the man took another bite.

Of course, it was the men who ate it all.

But this sense of formality can be seen as a blockage.

After a long time, popping candy was spilled in front of the grave, and milk was poured into the soil.

The man wants to cry now, but he can't cry anymore.

Han Zhou stepped forward and put the flowers he bought.

The man took out a cigarette and lit it, and then remembered that there was still someone and handed it to Han Zhou.

Han Zhou lit a cigarette.

The man thought again: "Let's go farther, Xiaoxiao doesn't like the smell of smoke." ”

The two walked far away before the man spoke: "I know you, do you know Xiaoxiao?" I don't know ......."

Han Zhou handed over a letter.

The man took the letter and read it, and the more he looked at it, the more his hands trembled.

Han Zhou: "It's because of the June 1st activity of Yang Ma, I read a lot of letters, and I also saw this one. ”

The man laughed, more ugly than crying: "I didn't expect you to really read the letter, I thought that no one would really open the letter sent by Xiaoxiao." ”

Standing in front of the child's grave, Han Zhou is not easy to lie: "I don't usually look at it, but I will take it apart and look at it when I do activities." ”

The man returned the letter to Han Zhou: "This letter is for you, not for me, you can take it." ”

Han Zhou looked at the man: "Go back to Guangfu." ”

The man was silent.

Han Zhou: "Is there no money?" ”

If he had money, he would not have eaten the cake, but would have left it at the grave and left it untouched.

The man shook his head: "It's not that poor, I don't want to go back." ”

Han Zhou chatted with the man, and then figured it out.

At the beginning, after Xiaoxiao was found to be ill, the couple decided to go to Yanjing for treatment.

But the doctor clearly told them that the mortality rate of this acute leukemia is still as high as 30% despite the use of drugs, surgery, and a complete passport inspection.

And that means spending a lot of money.

Moreover, if it is an operation, because Xiaoxiao is too small, the mortality rate may increase.

So, my mother didn't agree to have surgery.

And Dad thinks she just doesn't want to spend money.

So the two of them froze.

However, when Xiaoxiao died, his father reacted, if he didn't have surgery, Xiaoxiao would slowly recuperate, maybe he would survive, as long as he kept taking medicine in the future, maybe he could grow to be twenty or thirty years old, and when science and technology and medicine were more developed, it was not necessary to live forever.

So, Dad began to blame himself.

didn't dare to face his mother, so his father buried Xiaoxiao here.

Han Zhou didn't have anything to say, and he couldn't say anything, but he persuaded that Xiaoxiao should be taken back to his hometown for burial.

As a native of Guangfu, in fact, Xiaoxiao's father is not very short of money, but the money on his card was spent when he treated Xiaoxiao, and the money that Xiaoxiao's mother called again later, he was useless.

In this state now, let alone accompanying Xiaoxiao, he can't hold on for a year.

When the time comes, because of ketoacidosis, the person is gone, and it will be miserable.

Xiaoxiao's father couldn't help but break down emotionally in the face of Han Zhou, an insider, and fainted directly from crying.

Han Zhou could only sigh and hit 120.

Subsequently, Han Zhou could only hand over this matter to Sister Hong, and asked Sister Hong to do it.

Han Zhou had to go back to prepare for the June 1st party.

After all, the party is coming soon.

Ask for a commuter pass.