One hundred and sixty-nine I am afraid that they will refuse

However, such a wealthy family is not necessarily complete and peaceful. I don't know what Zuo Qiu's mother's reason for becoming a monk is, so that she no longer cherishes her family, even if there is a beautiful daughter like Zuo Qiu in the family.

"Yan Huang, do you have time on Saturday?"

"Do you have time, is there something wrong Sister Qiu?"

"Come with me somewhere, go see a little girl."

"Okay, Sister Qiu, do you need me to prepare anything?"

"Let's talk about it on Saturday, let's go shopping together."

Yan Huang is mainly responsible for writing the assessment materials of the leadership team and team members of Luyun County Power Supply Company, and Ding Zi and Yuwen Piaopiao are each responsible for two units.

Before getting off work on Friday, Yan Huang finished his work, and called again to learn about the progress of Ding Zi and Yuwen Piaopiao's work, and agreed that they would work overtime on Saturday and Sunday to complete the rest of the work, and they would meet together next Monday.

On Saturday, Yan Huang drove.

I didn't want to take Xiaoyun to rush away, but I didn't expect this guy to run downstairs without consent, and waited by Zuo Qiu's car door early, and saw Yan Huang and them approaching, flicking their tails, tilting their heads, with a smug look, as if to say: "You want to dump me, no way." ”

Yan Huang kicked Xiao Yuntu's ass with his foot and said, "What a smart guy, get in the car." Xiao Yuntu habitually sat in the co-pilot's seat, and it seemed that this position had become its exclusive one.

Zuo Qiu said, "Let's go to the bookstore first." ”

In the school area of the bookstore, Zuo Qiu pointed to a location and said, "On a Sunday afternoon last September, I met that little girl here. The little girl's name is Jia Sixue, about ten years old, thin, delicate face, very poorly dressed, not like a city child. ”

Zuo Qiu's narration seemed to be back to that afternoon.

She sat on the platform under the bookshelf and looked at a book, and the kind of serious reading without distractions attracted my attention at that time, and it also brought me some spiritual shock.

She must have been a very studious little girl, and next to her, there was a dozing woman, who looked like her mother, who accompanied her to read, and perhaps after a long time, her mother was sleepy.

Do you know, Yan Huang, that picture is very beautiful and warm, it reminds me of my mother, when I was young, when I was growing up, my mother accompanied me. ”

Speaking of this, Zuo Qiu's eyes were a little red, Yan Huang knew that there must be a complicated story between Zuo Qiu and her mother, and Zuo Qiu and her mother must also have a deep relationship.

"I just watched there for half an hour. The girl's mother woke up and said to the girl, 'Sixue, let's go home, Dad must be in a hurry.' ’

The girl said, 'Mom, just let me read it for a while, it's a good book.' At that time, I was thinking, why don't parents buy it for their children if they like it so much?

The book was thick and wrapped in crust.

I looked at the girl's mother again, her tired face, her simple dress, and I suddenly understood that the price of the book might not be affordable for the mother and daughter.

I walked over and pulled out a copy of the same book from the shelf, the title of the book is "Children's Encyclopedia", there are words and pictures, it is really good, the girl reads the upper volume, as well as the middle volume and the second volume, the full set costs 60 yuan, which is really expensive.

I had the idea of buying a set for the little girl.

I pulled a whole set out of the bookshelf, went to the cash desk, paid it, and then returned, not right away, I wondered what language I could use to get them to accept.

Ten minutes later, the girl's mother spoke again: 'Baby, we really have to go back, there should be no bus home in a while.' The girl said, 'All right, Mom, let's go home, but you have to promise me that you will come to read with me next Sunday.' ’

The girl reluctantly closed the book in her hand, inserted it back into the shelf, and looked carefully at the position of the book, so carefully that she could find it the next time she read it.

I walked over and pretended to be nervous and said to the woman, 'Sister, can I take a picture with your daughter, she is very much like me when I was a child, and it reminds me of the days I spent with my mother when I was a child. ’

The woman first looked at me in surprise and saw my kind appearance, especially when the little girl saw me, she blurted out, 'My sister is so beautiful, like a fairy, I would like to take pictures with my sister.' The girl's mother smiled, took the phone I handed over, and took a picture of us as I instructed.

I said, 'Leave me an address, I'll wash the pictures and mail them to my little sister.' The woman left me the address, which was the name of a village on the outskirts.

I also understood that there were not many buses to the suburbs, so the woman was in a hurry to go back.

I followed them out of the bookstore gate, and I took a few steps to catch up with the girl's mother and said to the girl's mother, 'Thank you for making me feel the warmth of my childhood, and I give my little sister a small gift, please don't refuse.' With that, I handed the little girl the plastic bag in which the book had been placed.

Before they could react, I turned around and walked away, because I was afraid they would refuse.

I heard the excited voice of the little girl behind me, 'Mom, it's the book, it's the encyclopedia I like.' Then the girl's mother said to the girl, 'Thank you, sister, for being a kind sister for you.' The girl's voice then rang out, 'Thank you, sister!' ’

I turned around and waved at them, and when I turned around, I was already in tears.

There are so many children in the world who love to read, but some children do not have the conditions to read to their heart's content. ”

Speaking of this, Zuo Qiu's eyes were red.

Yan Huang handed Zuo Qiu a tissue, and Zuo Qiu took it and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

"Sister Qiu, you are really a kind sister. Let's work together, in the future we will set up a public welfare fund to help these children in need, can you? ”

Zuo Qiu smiled: "This idea is good. ”

The two of them bought Cheng Sixue a Chinese language dictionary, an idiom dictionary, a writing dictionary, a few historical story books, and a hundred children's Tang poems. Then, the two went to the mall to buy snacks such as chocolates and some potato chips for Cheng Sixue, and bought her a down jacket.

On the way, Yan Huang asked, "Sister Qiu, have you kept in touch with the little girl?" ”

Zuo Qiu replied, "Yes, I went to see her three times. I like this little girl very much, well-behaved and sensible. ”

"What did her parents do?"

Her mother mainly takes care of the family and has no stable job. His father's name is Jia Haiqi, you can't imagine, he is a folk artist engaged in bronze carving art.

He was originally an apprentice in a handicraft factory, and a skilled and experienced master to learn copper plate relief painting, very much love this profession, but also very attentive, several years of learning and creative experience accumulation, he has a high artistic standard.

Unfortunately, when the factory closed down, he opened a studio by himself, and one of his works also won the first prize of the first National Folk Arts and Crafts Forging Category. In July this year, he was also rated as a folk arts and crafts artist in Dahe Province. ”

"It should be said that it is a small achievement, why can't you even take out the money to buy books for your children?"