Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 116, right?
"Why did I do something wrong?" Wang Fengxia asked in amazement, and frowned at Lin Xiaohu.

Lin Xiaohu subconsciously wanted to shrink back again, but Li Yun still gave him an encouraging look from the side, seeing someone emboldened, he still mustered up his courage, said.

"You are raising money with great fanfare, and you are also inviting TV stations, in order to make the whole world like you, to arouse love and pay attention to charity. Maybe your intentions are good, but your behavior is a bit biased. At least for them, This way is not good." Lin Xiaohu couldn't help but said: "Don't put on a high-ranking posture, it's easy to make people feel disgusted."

Lin Xiaohu, as a former weak person, is also a weak person now, so he naturally empathizes with him.

Although he was bullied, he hated the feeling of being looked down upon by others even more. Even if he was ridden in the face, he didn't tell the teacher.

After telling the teacher, the teacher will publicly criticize the bully, but what is the use?
In the end, everyone knows that the weak are being bullied, and everyone will treat the weak with an unequal expression.

Teachers will certainly criticize and punish bullies, but at the same time, this also aggravates the inferiority complex of the weak.

Lin Xiaohu understands the weak, and knows that this kind of condescending charity will only aggravate the pain of the humiliated.

"I know it's hypocritical to say this, but they also need respect and a more equal attitude, or a more tactful attitude." Lin Xiaohu saw that Wang Fengxia was a little dazed, so he continued: "Give a man a fish. , it is better to teach people to fish, such as quietly building a school, donating some books, these are better help than pure money."

Listening to her child's suggestion, Wang Fengxia froze in place, and couldn't help thinking about herself.

From the very beginning, she posed as a giver for charity.

"Did I really do something wrong?" Wang Fengxia said in disbelief.

"Layman, your original intention is not wrong, but the method is indeed a little biased." Li Yun said lightly: "Just like what the layman said, the so-called assistance also depends on the method. For example, let people from the TV station come. It will only aggravate their inferiority complex and aggravate their resistance."

"The priest, what should I do." Wang Fengxia realized her mistake and blamed herself.

In fact, she had already organized a wave of fundraising activities before this, but it was not shown on the TV station, but from the perspective of others, it was still very powerful.

For this, she has also received many praises.
Now others call Wang Fengxia "great benevolent person", which makes her feel a little complacent, and even a little inflated.

Because of vanity, hurt others.

Li Yun waved his whisk and said softly.

"You should."

Mangshan Village, the poorest mountain village in the area, is only a dozen kilometers away from Xiangtou Mountain, but it is isolated in a state of isolation due to inconvenient transportation.

Most of the young and middle-aged people have gone out to work and fled this ghost place. Only some men, old women, and children who have lost their labor force stay here, and a small number of young and middle-aged people who are unwilling to leave their hometowns.

Left-behind children are already the norm in this village. After the car drove in, their faces were all dirty and dark.

At the same time, neither children nor adults expressed gratitude for the car that brought [charity] [money].

"I thought they were white-eyed wolves at first." Wang Fengxia felt a little guilty. Just thinking about bringing these people in, she really couldn't stand it.

Being given alms with a superior attitude, the already fragile self-esteem is even more fragile.

After entering the village, I found that the condolences had not been taken away, nor had they been discarded.

"Being poor doesn't mean you lose your dignity." Li Yun smiled while sitting in the rear driver's seat, and at the same time secretly complained that the road is too bad. Xiangtou Mountain still has a direct Kangzhuang Avenue, let alone a small car, even Even trucks can go in. The road in Mangshan Village, not to mention trucks, even small cars are struggling to walk this way. No wonder the young people here will go out of the mountains.

Here, there is no hope at all.

After the car walked all the way, it came to the door of a small building. Although this small building was incomparable with the outside, or even with the ordinary houses in Xiangtou Mountain Village, it was considered a dwarf here. The big one is a place that can shelter from the wind and rain.

After the car stopped in front of the door, an old man with a gray beard came out to greet him. His back was hunched and he was holding a cane. Although he was old, his eyes were still clear.

After getting off the car, the old man smiled.

"Xiao Wang, what are you here to give?"

Wang Fengxia was a little speechless, and then said a little embarrassedly: "Mr. Fang, I'm sorry. I'm not here to deliver things. I'm sorry. My previous method was a little wrong and caused harm to the villagers."

Village head Fang was a little surprised, raised his head to look at Wang Fengxia, and then smiled.

"Well, we shouldn't ask you so much. You are here to convey goodwill. It's our own stubbornness. We ask too much, so we don't need to apologize."

But at this time, Village Chief Fang's attitude was much more kind. He smiled and then turned around and waved: "Come, come, come in and have a seat. I'll find something good to entertain you."

The three of them entered the house. The good things that Village Chief Fang said were some brown sugar-stuffed noodles, which tasted hard and seemed to be old.

Village head Fang was reluctant to eat it and used it to entertain others.

Although Wang Fengxia felt that the brown sugar glutinous noodles were a bit unpalatable, she ate them without changing her expression.

Putting yourself in someone else's shoes was something she had just learned.

"Sorry, I don't have anything to entertain you in this poor place," said Village Chief Fang.

"It's okay, I like to eat, this food is delicious." After eating the noodles, Wang Fengxia said with a smile: "Mr. Fang, let me introduce you. This is Daoist Yun, from Three Cleansing Views on Elephant Head Mountain”

Village head Fang looked at Li Yun carefully, then smiled.

"A mountainous area near Luofu Mountain? I know there are many Taoist priests there."

Immediately, Village Chief Fang said with emotion: "I'm really envious, I heard that the development of Xiangtou Mountain Village is not bad, how can it be like our place?"

Village Chief Fang sighed, the village is now like a pool of stagnant water.

Looking at Village Chief Fang, Li Yundao.

"Then Village Chief Fang, what do you think is the reason for the poverty of the village and the prosperity of Xiangtou Mountain?"

"Because there is hope." Village Chief Fang looked at Li Yun, and then added: "There is no hope in Mangshan Village."

"Not at all."

(End of this chapter)