Best little divine farmer

"Well, is that guy going to be ok?"

"It's OK, just teach him to dive." Tang Yifan is indifferent to the wind.

Two people talk and laugh, others secretly report to the police, to the window peek peek.

But Wu Qi's whole heart is also a little bit calm, he did not expect Tang Yifan is such a cruel role, this horse said to throw people out of the window, throw people out of the window, eyes do not blink, at the moment his back is a little cold, feel met a demon.

Came to the window of the crowd, see the scene downstairs, all stunned.

In the pool five meters away, Meng Xingyao had a piece of water grass on his head, like a potted plant. He stood there stupidly. I'm afraid he didn't expect that Tang Yifan could throw him into the pool so far.

"Damn, I'm not dead. I'm scared to death." Someone patted the chest and slowly relaxed.

"How did you do that? It's five meters, isn't it?" Someone said in shock.

Hearing the comments, the crowd gathered around and sighed with relief that Meng Xingyao was not dead.

If you see a person killed face to face, you won't be scared to death.

Wu Qi also saw the situation downstairs, and his tense heart relaxed. He was worried about provoking a demon before, but now it doesn't look as bad as he thought.

Meng Xingyao's followers ran downstairs when they saw that he was OK.

"Meng Shao, are you ok?"

"Meng Shao, are you ok?"

"Let's call the police and charge the boy with murder."

Several people said one after another.

"Call the police, what police? I want someone to kill him. And that bitch. I've decided on her today. " Meng Xing is full of fierce color and fierce way.

If he called the police, he felt that his evil spirit would not come out, and the girl could not move. It would be better for him to find some people to maim Tang Yifan and bring the girl to him.

"What Meng Shao said is, let's call it brother and kill that bastard then." Several people quickly agreed.

The charity auction upstairs is about to start. After waiting for a while, they don't see Meng Xingyao. They all think he has accepted the advice. Then they returned to their respective positions.

With five minutes to go before the auction, daily life in the mountains was playing on a giant electronic screen in front of the hall.

An old woman in patched clothes led two five or six-year-old children, a man and a woman, to dig wild vegetables, and then came to the low stone house to cook.

Except for a bed, there is basically nothing in the stone house. There is no electricity in the house, let alone electrical appliances.

Two children gathered around the old man with innocent smiles on their faces.

The frame stops here, then changes to another shot.

Five or six children of different sizes, carrying schoolbags, are walking along the mountain road on the edge of a cliff that is only one person wide. One of them is broken. Under the broken place is a bottomless cliff. Most people can faint on the spot, let alone pass by.

If a younger child can't cross it, an older child will carry it. In this way, all the people will pass. This road is the only way to school. They have to go back and forth at least four times a day. But there was no fear on their faces, they were all full of perseverance and vision for the future.

Later, it played for a while. Qi Xiyu looked at the life of the villagers and his eyes were red.

"Brother Yifan, were you so hard when you were a child?" Qi Xiyu holds Tang Yifan's hand tightly. She thought she was miserable enough. She didn't expect so many people to live so hard.

"I was fine when I was a child. It wasn't so hard." Tang Yifan pinched Qi Xiyu's hand and said.

He is a child in a mountain village. After seeing such a picture, he has a deeper understanding. Although their conditions are not so difficult, they are not much different. Many children have no money, so they can only herd sheep, cattle and do farm work at home and lose the chance to study. Then they grow up, get married and have children, and their children repeat their lives without any chance of change.

"What can we do for them?" Qi Xiyu asked.

"Give them help and love." Tang Yifan said.

Donating money is the most direct way, but many people just donate the money for the sake of face. They don't care whether the money is spent on these villagers or whether their lives have changed. Some of them think it has nothing to do with them, while others think they will get the money if they donate it.

As everyone knows, there are still many steps to be taken in this process, and even many links are prone to problems. If you can care for these people more in your spare time, they will pay attention to whether the donation money is in place and whether the specific use is compliant.

They are lack of specific supervision on the funds, and they actually donate a lot of money, but in the end, very little money falls into the hands of the poor people, or even does not fall into their hands.

Tang Yifan told Qi Xiyu his views on love.

Qi Xiyu nodded and said, "I will pay attention to it. Is that ok?"

"There's still a long way to go. That's the only way for the time being." Tang Yifan looked at the screen and sighed.

It is better to teach people to fish than to teach them to fish. In fact, this kind of donation has little effect on the change of these villagers. He has a plan in his heart, that is, the focus of fanxia foundation is not to donate money to poor villagers, but to establish a platform for them to obtain wealth through labor.

With this in mind, Tang Yifan is ready to return to Qinghe Village and discuss with Tian Xiaoxia about the specific way of development.

While they were talking, the electronic screen turned off, and a kind-hearted man in his fifties came to the front desk.

"Hello, I'm Zhu Dahai. Thank you very much for coming to this charity auction." Zhu Dahai, with a gentle smile on his face, reached out to greet the people who came.

Pa. Pa. PA

The crowd applauded.

"Today's auction process is to provide some things you don't really need, plus my personal collection. All the auction proceeds will be donated to poor mountain villages to build a way for the children to go to school."

Zhu Dahai's words were very concise. After finishing the process and purpose, he handed the microphone to the host.

"Now, please hand over the things you have provided to the statistics department. People here will make special statistics." The host said.

To save time, a total of five people registered what each contributed at the same time.

Tang Yifan looked around and everyone was donating something. He was embarrassed and said, "I didn't prepare anything."

"Ha ha, nothing to donate? It's OK. Anyway, if you don't donate, no one knows you're a poor man. " I don't know when Wu Qi came over.

He was followed by five or six men and women.