There is Room for Rebirth in the 1950’s

"Being poor cares themselves, being wealthy cares the world."

Zhou Jiao knew that she was not yet capable of helping the world, and the reality did not allow her to take a half step. But this time, for these lovely children, she wanted to help.

After handling the chores, this evening, the kang in the living room of the Zhang Family Courtyard in Zhangjia Village was filled with gross bills and one, two, five, and ten cash.

"In the past few years, you have killed too many lives, and my dad also has... I don't know if there is a causal cycle in this world, but doing more good deeds is not wrong. Do you think it is feasible?"

Zhang Guoqing raised his hand in agreement with his wife's decision. People do more good deeds and accumulate more virtues throughout their lives, not to mention whether there is any generous rewards, at least they are at peace.

"I think so, you listen first, and you will improve it for me later."

Zhang Guoqing offered her a glass of water and said in a gentle tone: "Okay. Don't worry, say slowly, I will support you in whatever decision you make."

When Zhou Jiao heard the words, she smiled brightly, "Now there are more than 5,000 cash here, which is an anonymous donation. If you donate it all at once, it will not only cause people in the fishing village to suspect, but also cause internal disputes."

Zhang Guoqing nodded. This is for sure!

"That's why I thought of Grandma Song. On the face of it, in addition to the expenses, the salary of your family and your parents, except for the monthly support of the families of the orphans of martyrs, can be almost 1,000 yuan a year.

I just donated the last half of the gold the year before last, and the time has to be counted from last year. It is more than one and a half years now. We should not be eye-catching if we put out two thousand dollars. I donated it to the Grandma Song Foundation and asked her to help the children in the fishing village. Is it more worry-free? "

Zhang Guoqing glanced at her, was silent for a moment, and shook his head.

His wife was recruited again, otherwise she would not ignore humanity.

Sometimes when you come down with a series of methods, you feel that you are a proletariat, but there are a lot of smart people around, but it will make people see that your family is not short of money and therefore has a lot of money.

There are even more people who wonder if their family has already mastered the Gu family's inheritance, so there is no worries about the future, and there is no need to save for safety.

One more thing, the one after another of donations from my own family, isn't it just slap the old men in the face? In the past, gold can make people think that it is good for you and your family is upright. But even if you donate your salary, that would be too blatant!

After listening to Zhang Guoqing's worries, Zhou Jiao patted her forehead fiercely-she was silly when she got excited! It really is! It is glorious to wear torn clothes now, but I have never heard that those ethnic tyrants who donated all their family properties are heroes!

This **** rich hatred! There are such people in every era. Maybe she made such a fuss, there will be someone holding her in the future, and her family must tell the source of the money!

Zhang Guoqing grabbed her hand in distress and rubbed her forehead with disapproval with a frown. Just for a while, a piece of red!

Zhou Jiao sighed heavily! It's hard, I want to do something, why is it so hard!

"Do you think this will work?"

Zhou Jiao immediately looked up at him.

Zhang Guoqing smiled and touched her head, "You were wrong from the beginning. In the face of survival, filling your stomach is more important than anything else. In addition to catching the sea, the children in fishing villages can also peel shrimp to make money. We subsidize tuition, but for them In terms of fullness is the number one problem."

"Then what do you mean?"

Zhang Guoqing patted her, "Don't worry. The Ministry of Education stipulates that if the per capita income is less than 10 yuan per month, children can not pay tuition and fees. We directly remitted 500 yuan anonymously and indicated that the children's tuition and fees were subsidized. IV. Hundreds of children are two yuan per person, which is almost one thousand. The five hundred yuan given is the touchstone."

Zhou Jiao heard what he meant. Touchstone? That's also good, children are pure and innocent, but it doesn't mean that adults have no small calculations. If you really want to be able to reduce or exempt part of the tuition and fees, the five hundred yuan is enough to support these children.

"This money cannot be remitted immediately, let alone in the northeast and Beijing. I intend to ask Uncle Huang Dong from Haishi to help remit it anonymously."

"Okay, just do it." Zhou Jiao couldn't think of a better way than this.

Zhang Guoqing couldn't see that she suddenly lost her emotions and looked listless, knowing that the children today stabbed her in the underbelly, otherwise she would not be excited to lose her usual reason. Of course, she must also be worried about the future and want to do more good deeds to pray for her family.

My daughter-in-law feels distressed, so she can only coax her a little bit, don't let her get into the horns. Don't worry about these trivial matters and affect his wife's health.

"Actually, you have been doing good deeds. Don't talk about the children in the capital, just say that we will come back this time, the provincial orphanage, the county home for the elderly, and the five masters in the village. These are all doing good deeds."

Zhang Guoqing said while observing her face, and then said, "We will have to go to the south at the end of the year. The conditions there are not as good as those in the north. Can we do more good deeds?"

Zhou Jiao nodded when she heard this, "It can only be done like this!"

Zhang Guoqing stabbed her and said jokingly: "Why don't we couple throw money into every yard in the village tonight? Don't worry after throwing it away."

Zhou Jiao smiled at him and gave him a blank look.

"Hey...Don't say it, it's quite interesting. Tomorrow everyone will go to the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors, and I hope to do it again."

Zhou Jiao quickly put away the money, "Oh, I'm so sleepy."

Zhang Guoqing can't see that she is changing the subject. Seeing her relaxed, secretly happy. Someday he will heal his wife's soft-hearted quirks towards children.

Before going to bed, Zhou Jiao suddenly said, "I forgot to reserve the payment for the mountain goods from Old Wutou."

Zhang Guoqing put his arms around the people in his arms and said softly, "How much is that? Jiaojiao, you see that every family in the village has mountain products. How about we buy them at a higher price than the purchase station? There are also many people in the village eager to collect their children's tuition. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Zhou Jiao has a smile on her face. This is also a disguised supplement, she has no opinion.

She joked: "It's more meaningful than throwing money. But you have to put your mother down first, if she knows she has to be angry."

Zhang Guoqing paused, and smiled happily: "Shanren has a clever plan. I said that there are friends in the provincial capital who asked me to help and let Grandpa San handle it."

"You know it in your heart. It doesn't matter how much you can contribute to the village, but only if you don’t make your mother unhappy. If you really want to contribute to the village, one thing is feasible. The third grandfather may also consider this. Is the circle of fruit tree seedlings under the mountainside yet?"

Zhang Guoqing's eyes lit up and he asked in a low voice: "What do you mean, canned beverage factory?"

"Yes! The village first reported to the township and set up a simple production team canning factory. Now the year is getting better, and there is no shortage of wild haw grapes on the mountain. After the busy farming, we can produce canned haw, candied haw, and wild grape juice. There is no market. In addition to increasing profits, you can exchange materials with other factories."

The more Zhang Guoqing thought about it, the more feasible it became. Before, he was confined to the public, and didn't think about it. But if the production team takes the collective line, then there is no problem at all.

"I'll talk to Grandpa Third."

Zhou Jiao saw him walking out in a hurry, and quickly ordered: "Don't show up in person."

"I know the truth in my heart. After two days, we will return to Beijing. Even if we want to do it ourselves, we have no time or stand. Let me see what the old fox said?"

Zhou Jiao looked at the background he walked out of and sighed secretly.

It is really not easy to do more. I hope this will work. Then the lives of thousands of people in Zhangjia Village will be improved, and there will be no need to have enough cornmeal.