Self-cultivation of the traveler of the world

Wang Xuebin was in the front bus and Guo Qing was driving. He was a very active person. Guo Qing was talking all the way here and there was always something to say.

But now, he was quiet and the car was quiet. When they saw the scene before, they really couldn't get active.

Wang Xuebin looked at the next one by his mobile phone. After searching for about half an hour, they turned into a small alley.

There are many villagers with different house specifications, some are newly built red brick cement houses, some are blue brick houses from the 1970s, and some are mud-brick houses.

The ground here is hardened, it should have been built in the village, and there is also a pavilion that looks a bit unharmonious.

The road is a bit narrow, with a lot of red bricks, sand and so on. Some families should be planning to build houses.

The group of them asked while walking, walked along the path to the innermost alley, turned left, and saw a small courtyard.

This small courtyard is not like the old lady's house they met before.

There is a piece of the middle of the courtyard wall here, and it is not repaired.

"Is anyone? We are from the 'Good World' Charity Association and are here to send scholarships. Is Li Chunxiao at home?"

"Someone!"

The person who replied was a little girl, who was Li Chunxiao.

Her father was a little disabled and originally lived on his mother. Later, his mother was paralyzed in bed due to illness and filled in all the family's assets in order to cure the disease.

When Wang Xuebin and the others came, Li Chunxiao was doing her homework. Although it was winter, she still wrote in the yard because there was no electricity at home.

The yard is filled with corn stems and firewood, which are used to make fires and cook. They are piled up and messy.

Guo Qing took the lead in asking:

"Miss, is your father here?"

Li Chunxiao shook his head. His father went to the town to do odd jobs and would not come back for a while.

The threshold for employment for disabled people is very narrow, and his father finally found a job, so he dared not make any mistakes.

Wang Xuebin bent down and asked about his father and teacher's phone number, and called.

The teacher's phone number was not connected, but she contacted her father.

"Hey! Hello, are you Li Chunxiao's parents?"

“Yes, I am!”

The person who answered the phone was a middle-aged man. From his tone, he could tell that he had a bad temper.

Wang Xuebin didn't care about this and continued:

"Hello, we are from the 'Good World' Charity Association and are here to send scholarships!"

"Thank you, thank you!"

The man's tone suddenly softened. His mouth was very stupid and he couldn't say anything good, but he was just repeating thank you.

Wang Xuebin continued to ask according to the procedure:

"Brother, let's just ask, what is your current salary?"

He hesitated for a moment, but said truthfully:

"It costs 600 yuan a month, so I'm fine!"

Guo Qing, who was standing beside him, nodded and said what he told the little girl was right.

Wang Xuebin continued to ask:

"How is the child's mother doing now?"

"It's been three months!"

There is a complex feeling of ease in the tone.

Although it is inhumane and unreasonable to say this, their mother's death is really a heavy burden for them.

Wang Xuebin didn't ask anything else, hung up the phone, took out paper and pen, wrote down his phone number, and handed it to the little girl.

"Hold it, this is my phone number. If you have any difficulties in your studies in the future, call me and study hard. This is really the best way for you to change your destiny!"

Many people criticize China's education system, rigidity, resource inequality, examination theory, etc.

But there is one thing that no one can refute, that is justice!

Justice is not fairness, fairness is equality, it is generally high, average uniform, fairness is not.

Fairness means that you can get as much as you pay. If you get high scores, you can go to a good school, and if you get low scores, you will be difficult to go to a good school.

Although going to a good school does not determine whether a person is successful or not.

But this means that his lower limit will not be too low, and this lower limit is beyond the reach of many people.

Wang Xuebin can no longer provide more help. This is no longer a problem that money can solve. What this requires is a system and a guarantee system, but our country does not have the ability to provide such a system yet.

Wang Xuebin can only provide assistance within his ability.

They took photos of the little girl. The little girl was embarrassed. Although she did not refuse, she could tell that she was very resistant.

Wang Xuebin did not stop him.

He didn't like this, but he couldn't stop it because the money was not donated by him.

This is responsible for the donations, for those who donate money, and for more people who need to donate money.

He looked at it silently, watching the little girl take photos with red eyes.

He squeezed out a smile and walked forward and said:

"Chunxiao! You have to be considerate and considerate of us. We came out to run errands. We took two photos to prove that we were working, otherwise we would not be able to explain to the boss when we went back!"

This explanation is very pale, but Wang Xuebin couldn't think of anything better. They comforted Chunxiao for a while and left.

The little girl sent them to the door and stood there watching them leave.

The next house is easy to find, it is on the edge of the provincial highway and is not very far away.

When Wang Xuebin and the others came, there was no one at home.

They waited at the door for about twenty minutes, and an old lady staggered back.

The old lady was a little hunched and her feet were a little limp. She walked back with a piece of wooden stick and a plastic bag.

The bag contained a bag of cabbage, which she had just picked up in the field.

When he saw the old man, Guo Qing walked up to say hello.

The old lady can't speak Mandarin, she only speaks dialects and has a strong accent, so they can't understand it very much.

The old man led them to his home, which was also a small farmyard, but it was very dilapidated.

The door of the yard is tied with cloth strips, without door locks, and the yard is full of waste, which is the only source of income for the elderly.

There are only two beds in the room and nothing else.

There is a chair in the yard and an induction cooker is placed on it. This should be the most valuable thing in this house.

There was a pot on the induction cooker, with some leftover cornmeal porridge and some vegetable leaves in it.

The old man can't eat anything else now, so he can only cook some porridge and add some pickled vegetables and leaves. It will take a day to make do with it.

Wang Xuebin gritted his teeth and asked:

"Grandma, we are here to send scholarships. Is Jiang Lili at home?"

The old lady had a little back, and she listened with her ears tilted.

"Grandma, where is Jiang Lili?"

She raised her head and said:

"Lili? I'm going to school!"

Guo Qing nodded and picked up his cell phone, called according to the phone number on the information. After a while, the phone was answered, and it was a girl who answered it.

"Hey? Jiang Lili, we are here to pay for school aid. Now we need to know your academic status."

Guo Qing asked, and Wang Xuebin was also chatting with the old man.

The child's parents left early, and her husband passed away very early. He pulled the little girl with one hand.

Two years ago, the elderly were able to do some manual work when they were in good health, but this year they suddenly became unable to do anything and lost their energy.

Zhou Tongtong, who was standing beside her, asked curiously:

"Grandma, why haven't you applied for a minimum living allowance?"

The old man was a little angry when he heard this.

"They said I can't meet the conditions for a minimum living allowance!"

No one else knows what to say. They live in the city and don’t know what other conditions are needed for the minimum living allowance!

Zhou Huachun, who was standing aside, stopped Tongtong's words and shook her head. Many times, the country's policies are not as good as the likes and dislikes of village cadres!

This is Guo Qing who came over and called everyone aside and said:

"The little girl is lying. She should have dropped out of school. Look at us..."

Guo Qing didn't know what to do either.

Wang Xuebin simply said:

"This money is donated by others for the school aid. We cannot deal with it at will, just write it down!"

Everyone else was silent. At this time, Wang Xuebin took out his wallet from his pocket, took out a thousand dollars, walked to the old man and bent down and said:

"Grandma, this is the donation we have to help the elderly and widowed people. Please collect it!"

Seeing Wang Xuebin's actions, Guo Qing took out his wallet and wanted to get the money, but Wang Xuebin stopped him.

They chatted for a few words and left.

"You can't help that aunt if you do this. You can only help for a while, but for a lifetime!"

On the way out, the person sitting behind Wang Xuebin suddenly said.

Wang Xuebin said indifferently when he heard this:

"It's fate that you meet. If you can help for a while, please help for a while. Now you can't get through it. Still want to go back in the future?"

The car was driving away quickly on the highway. Wang Xuebin looked at the quickly retreating road outside the window, and communicated with Nana in his heart:

"Nana, can the currency provided by the system stand up to the check?"

"There is no problem with the source of currency to be checked in detail, but the master cannot stand the investigation!"

Yes, if you spend money on your own, no one will care about you, and public opinion will not pay any attention to you.

But once charity is involved, all eyes will be gathered here and you can make up for nothing.

If his funding source cannot be explained, some institutions will probably seize him as soon as possible and use his funds for the welfare of certain ‘poor’ people.

Therefore, although he is not short of money, he still needs to make money!

"I need a career!"

(ps: Dear book friends, I recommend a book about martial arts. The name is "Meeting Jianghu" is written by an author who likes Shuiqun. Those who like martial arts can go and read it. The text is very interesting, and it has 600,000 words, which is much better than me.

This time he had a wave of milk to see if he could sacrifice him. If possible, I would like to promote books every day in the future, trying to push Qidian's books. When I am the only one left, no one would think I was slower...)