An eight-year-old kid cooks rice to feed a group of college students

Su Can thought about it but couldn't think of any good strategy.

That night, Dai Yuan came to the door and knocked on the door again.

Chen Feng saw him through the peephole, but he kept knocking on the door.

There was no other way, so I finally reluctantly opened the door.

He said impatiently: "Why are you here again?"

Dai Yuan smiled flatteringly: "If you have anything to say, why don't you let me go in and say it? It's not a good idea to see people coming and going."

Chen Feng was reluctant and looked back at Su Can.

After seeing him nod, he had no choice but to turn sideways and reluctantly let him in.

"If you have anything to say, please tell me immediately."

"You should be able to tell that you are not welcome here.

Dai Yuan gritted his teeth and had no choice but to tell the truth.

He spoke to Su Can: "Okay, let me be honest, in fact, I found you yesterday not because I was greedy, but because I had something to hide."

No matter how greedy you are, you can't get to that point.

So Su Can guessed yesterday that he must have something left unsaid.

Chen Feng sighed: "Actually, I am helping an old man run the account. He comes from a mountain village, and his Mandarin is not standard. There are no ups and downs."

"But his wife has stomach cancer and needs expensive treatment, so..."

Su Can calmly asked: "So you need my help to hype it up?"

My wife has cancer and my grandson is a chef. Isn’t this just the right flow?

Dai Yuan was very embarrassed when Su Can directly stated his little calculation in his mind.

He immediately nodded and admitted his thoughts: "Yes, no matter what you say, it's good. Anyway, I can swear to God that I am definitely doing a good thing. If you don't believe it, I can take you to see Grandpa Ji now!"

When he said these words, his eyes were clear and decisive, and they seemed to be true.

Su Can pondered: "If you want to do good things, I won't stop you, but why can't you just confess everything to netizens directly?"

"There are so many kind-hearted people now. I believe if you tell us what's going on, someone will definitely help you."

Speaking of this, Dai Yuan smiled bitterly: "That's because you don't understand the current situation on the Internet. There are too many people who deliberately commit misfortune. After being exposed, netizens have no basic trust and are naturally unwilling to donate. money."

...Please give me flowers...

"There used to be a couple who were very popular on the Internet. They were terminally ill, but they had to be strong for their only daughter. Many netizens were very moved and donated money to them.

"But in the end it was found out that not only were they healthy, but their families were also very wealthy. They did this just to live a better life."

Human nature is too complicated. In order to protect themselves, everyone is unwilling to trust others.

Chen Feng scratched the back of his head. This time, he didn't hate Dai Yuan so much.

"Although I don't like him, I have to admit that what he said is the truth."

"There are many fake explosions on the Internet, but real people don't want to believe it and don't know what's going on."

Su Can paused for a moment: "Everything you say now is what you said, and I don't know if it is true, so I have no way to judge whether to help you or not.

He was still very alert.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Dai Yuan took out his cell phone and called Grandpa Ji.

The video was quickly connected, and a ward appeared on the screen. The old man fumbled for a long time before turning the screen towards him. .