I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 227 Assignment
Regardless of whether it is released or not, Li Xingxing thinks that is not something he should worry about.

After school, she went to the No. [-] Restaurant to have dinner with Xia Mingxing, and then went home with Li Xiuhong. The first thing she did when she got home was to rummage through the boxes and find the wads of dollar bills she had locked in the locker.

Li Xiuhong asked her why she was looking for these things, and she told the situation of Teacher Qi and Zhang Yuanchao.

"Mom, there must be a lot of teachers and classmates who can't eat like them. It's pitiful to look at them. I think, anyway, our family is not short of money or food. Why don't we donate [-] US dollars to the school and let them exchange it by themselves?" RMB vouchers for overseas Chinese, whether they are issued by our Wutong City, or they send people to go to Shanghai to purchase grain and oil with the vouchers, and subsidize poor teachers and students, it is my heart. Watching them faint from hunger makes me feel uncomfortable."

Sad, really sad!

All of them are really poor... even worse than the mountain children who donated money and goods to Li Xingxing's grandfather in his previous life!

Li Xiuhong's eyes were full of kindness, "My star is really kind."

Li Xingxing opened his eyes wide: "Mother, you have no objection?"

"You earned the money, of course I have no objection." Li Xiuhong is an open-minded person, besides, Li Xingxing's donation is equivalent to donating food, and at least half of the ten people who eat her food must remember her affection In the future, when she encounters difficulties, there will always be one or two people who are willing to stand up and help her.

Compared with Li Xingxing's momentary sympathy, Li Xiuhong has a longer-term perspective.

The dollars she earns cannot be hidden from anyone.

There were not a few cadres of the silk factory present.

Rather than being missed by others, it is better to use it early and use it to the real point, and no one will be embarrassed to stare at it.

With the approval of his mother, Li Xingxing was very excited and began to plan the dollars in his hand, thinking: "You can't spend it all at once, you have to take it slowly. Donate [-] to the school. You can't forget your hometown, right? I decided Donate [-] to Dalizi Village, buy a few tractors for our Dalizi Village, and reduce the burden of farming and harvesting for everyone!"

There are no tractors in Dalizi Village.

It is really exhausting to rely on manpower to transport food!

Li Xiuhong was taken aback: "Tractor? It costs more than 1000!"

Li Dazhu wanted to buy it before, but they didn't have a target, and the collective had no money, so they ran aground.

If any production brigade had a tractor, the members would be able to brag for a lifetime when they went out with their heads held high. Unfortunately, their entire Huaihua Commune had a total of three tractors, which belonged to the production brigade with relatively fertile fields.

Li Xingxing is rich and powerful, so she doesn't think it's expensive at more than 1000 yuan. She nodded and said: "I know that a tractor costs thousands of yuan, but I don't know the exact price of a thousand yuan. I haven't found any relevant information. Tractors, crawler tractors. The busy farming holiday will start on June [-]st, and then we will go home and let uncle worry about it!"

She doesn't care about the money, so as not to waste her brain cells, she will go bald.

Bald girls are really not beautiful.

Li Xiuhong touched her head, "Okay!"

Her daughter is really nice and nice.

Li Xingxing rubbed her palm with the top of his head, "Mother, do we still have dried sweet potato noodles? I didn't eat too much when I bought it, so I don't want to get worms. Can I send it to Mr. Qi's house tomorrow? Xue Cui has inquired about Teacher Qi's address."

Li Xiuhong has been hurt by eating sweet potatoes since she was a child. Now that her condition has improved, she does not eat foods related to sweet potatoes.

The most indispensable thing in my hometown is sweet potatoes. They brought fine grains back home, but never gave sweet potato noodles.

(End of this chapter)