The Best Small Farm

The new rich list flashes on the TV, the remote control falls from the sofa, and the sound of footsteps. "What's wrong?"

"Mom, I want to write a letter to Grandpa Bill." Dudu climbed up on the chair, pulled out the small notebook, took the pen, spread out the letter paper, and wrote the beginning seriously on his stomach. "Dear Grandpa Bill Gates, without mosquito nets, children in Africa will die of malaria, they need money, but you have the money..."

Dudu wrote it and stacked it, spread out a piece of paper and wrote Warren Buffett, the same word, of course the name is different

. Jennifer looked at the names written one by one, soliciting donations from these rich people in the world.

"Mrs. Christie,..." "Grandpa Jim's wife..." Everyone Dudu knew wrote letters, folded them, and made their own donation certificates and put them in envelopes.

"God, how did you come up with this idea?" Lingna exclaimed in surprise.

"Take a picture." Bao Bao took the photo with the camera and handed it to Li Han. "Father helped me think of it." Dudu was proud, packed the envelope, ran out, and stuffed the letter into the mailbox at the door.

"Why, Uncle Bynum, hasn't come today." Dudu stretched his head to look, but he didn't see the postman.

"It will come." Li Han smiled and touched Dudu's little head. Li Han had already called Bynum just now.

"Dudu is waiting here." Dudu asked, tilting his head. "Dad, have the mosquito nets arrived?" "I think they have arrived." Li Han said with a smile.

"That's great, Dudu has already sent ten pieces, which can save many children." Dudu snapped his fingers. Forget it, I made money on my own recently and donated ten tops.

"That's right, Dudu is the best." Li Han said with a smile.

"Dad, look quickly. Uncle Bynum is here." Dudu pointed at the post office car, cheering and waving his little hands.

"Hey, Bynum, thank you for your hard work." Li Han and the strong man who came over clapped hands.

"Uncle Bynum." Dudu, the villain stood on tiptoe. Open the mailbox, open the lid, and take out a stack of letters.

"That's quite a lot." Bynum smiled and took it. "Here is your letter."

Bynum took out a letter and handed it to Dudu, villain, take it and open it. As long as there is a reply letter from the Mosquito Net Association, yes there is a donation certificate, God, I am so happy, holding the certificate and shouting loudly. "Mom, grandma, look quickly."

Zhang Xiuying and Lingna.

Thinking that something happened, she came out nervously, and saw Dudu holding a certificate in golden font in his hand. The happy little face flushed, like a little bird, chirping and talking non-stop.

"Look, Mom, the mosquito net has been sent to African children, Mom. Look, we saved him." Dudu. Excited, counting. Thirty seconds, no, ten thirty seconds and no African child died from malaria.

Dudu happy, cheers. "Mom, donate more mosquito nets, and African children will not die." Dudu said firmly, waving the small certificate in his hand.

"This is not an easy task." Jennifer had to warn her daughter how rare this is.

"You can do this, and many, many people will donate mosquito nets together." Dudu said.

"That's right."

Li Han saw him off, and Bynum went back to the living room and rubbed his little head with a smile. "We need to let more people know that children in Africa are suffering from malaria."

"Dad, what should I do?"

Dudu raised his head and asked, child, after all, child.

"We should let more people around us know what you are doing." Li Han said.

"Kindergarten children can join in, isn't it, your tree house will, or you can bring more handicrafts

. "Li Han said with a smile.

Dudu nodded vigorously. "James, O'Neill, and sister Angel will all join in as helpers."

"This is good news. By the way, we need more people to know what happened to African children." Li Han shook the camera in his hand.

"Uncle John and Uncle Baggio."

Dudu suddenly called out.

"This is a good idea, Han, you know how many fans there are on the Grizzly and Gray Wolf website, God, sixty thousand." Lingna said. "Simply fantastic."

"And Facebook." Dudu said.

"That's right, we can do a lot, it's a good idea." Li Han said with a smile. "John and Baggio, must love reporting like this."

In the next few days, a group of children, kindergartens, elementary schools, and churches held performances and lectures with Baobao, and told passers-by on the street the dangers of malaria in Africa.

With Baobao, Maria, Michelle, Mimizi, James and other children in the kindergarten, they all joined in making mosquito net donation certificates during the handicraft class time. The beautiful mosquito net donation certificates are welcomed by the town residents, or curious, Or in order to support the children, the teachers all joined the ranks of donations and sent out hundreds of certificates for mosquito nets.

At the same time, a video of a group of children wearing mosquito suits chasing "African" children was broadcast on the Grizzly Bear and Gray Wolf website, and the deeds of these children with Baobao attracted a lot of media attention.

In the small town of Comicing and the small town of Hamilton, more children joined the team, performing one after another, and this simple children's play was performed on the stage of Hank Farm.

Farm animals, joined the performance, and the performance won a round of applause. Dudu and the baby hugged the donation box, and there was a lot of love. The Grizzly website put the deeds of a group of children on the front page, and the fans even organized a large-scale fundraiser, donating more than five thousand dollars. This was so exciting that I couldn't fall asleep all night.

The whole of Montana saw that a 63-year-old girl had such empathy that transcended age, geographical barriers, and racial differences, and no one was moved.

Mosquito Net Association Donald announced the donation story and the number of donated mosquito nets on the homepage of the Mosquito Net Association. Various efforts to raise donations for mosquito nets. The behavior with a group of children has attracted many people in the society to donate for it, and the whole of the United States seems to have joined in, setting off an upsurge of donating mosquito nets to Africa.

"Come and see." Lingna pointed to the TV in surprise, and a piece of news was broadcast on the TV: "Bill \u0026 Melinda Gates Foundation" donated 3 million US dollars to the "Only Mosquito Nets" organization.

"Great." Jennifer. Unexpectedly, really, naively wrote a stack of letters and sent them out, and even Jennifer thought that these were useless efforts.

"Wow. Three million." Dudu, happy like a bird, counting with his little hands. "There are so many mosquito nets that I can't count them all."

"Oh. What's the matter? I'm so happy." Li Han held the freshly picked flowers in his hand and handed them to Jennifer.

"Han, success, God, this is incredible." Jennifer, pointing to the TV.

"Mr. Buffett

. What a generous old man. "Warren Buffett, who donated $2 million to the Mosquito Net Association, Christy Walton. Jim Walton, Eli, a rich man, donated a lot, even Jennifer was amazed.

I can't count how many mosquito nets, it seems that the whole world has joined. This donation, yes. "It's really great." Zhang Xiuying saw it. Cheers.

"Yes, it succeeded." Li Han announced. "We should do something to celebrate."

"That's right. It's time to do something, celebrate, this is great, you did a great job." Jennifer, it was rare that she kissed the little doot with such excitement.

Li Han's face was full of complacency, he was only four years old, and if he did it, perhaps, he couldn't save all the children, but the next thirty seconds, the next thirty seconds, no child died of malaria.

New York only needs the headquarters of the Mosquito Net Association, and the shouts of excitement resound throughout the office building, yes. "God, this is a miraculous day, thank God, thank you for the pan."

"Yes, she succeeded."

On Facebook, Dudu took photos and letters, transformed them again and again, and the power of 100,000 fans is not to be underestimated. "Great, I'm going to call and tell that kid."

Donald wiped away his tears and called Hank's farm. "Mr. Donald." "Dear Han, success, success, you know, it's unimaginable, Han, you know, we're successful, we're successful, we got ten million dollars donated, by God, it's a miracle."

"Yes, Donald, I think Bill will feel distressed." Li Han said with a smile.

"That's right, I said, the money is with Bill, and he is not allowed to donate it. Those rich people will definitely scream in pain." Donald said with a smile.

"We managed to get money out of their pockets, God, I don't think the president of the United States can sleep, $10 million, it's a miracle."

"One million mosquito nets, God, one million families will no longer be afflicted by malaria. This is God's miracle, no, it's a miracle." Donald was so excited that he spoke incoherently.

It's not just Donald, Facebook, the Grizzly account, the message refresh rate is amazing, excited, excited, unbelievable, surprised, and even many celebrities joined in the forwarding.

The personal letter instantly became the hottest term on the entire Internet. "God, what a four-year-old did, it's an incredible miracle."

When many people realized for the first time that they were successful, a four-year-old child wrote hundreds of letters with a pen in his hand and received 10 million dollars in exchange. This is nothing more than a miracle created by God.

It was the first time that the Forbes rich people were ranked by the public, and they were welcomed. Many even wanted to write letters to these rich people according to the list. Well, these successes, I have to say that it was an accident, I have to say.

I have known these rich people, or heard of them, I have to know the Walton family. Anyway, it worked, God, more stars joined the hype.

The next day, Beckham and others were broadcast on TV, promoting the African Mosquito Net Organization, watching Beckham and others on TV. "He did a fantastic job and should be commended."

The little man Dudu said, took his schoolbag, took out his own certificate, wrote Beckham's name on it, ran into the study room, brought an envelope, stuffed it in, ran out and stuffed it into the mailbox. (to be continued)