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386 Where is my bird?(1/2)

Meeting by chance.

In this backward and remote Miao village, two actresses also temporarily played the role of teachers.

certainly.

They did not teach the children cultural classes, but taught them painting and dancing.

Luo Lier studied art, but Pei Yunxi's painting skills are not bad either.

School sister Luo chooses art, and there is no lack of elements influenced by this cousin.

The two women completely let go of their airs and mingle with these simple children.

"Miss Pei, Miss Ning, thank you. Today should be the happiest class for the children."

The teacher's name was Lu Songgao. He treated the two beautiful and charming celebrities with courtesy and courtesy, and at the same time he was neither humble nor overbearing.

Through chatting, I learned that he is from the Sichuan Mountains and has been teaching here for six years after graduating from university.

Teaching a class is easy, but what is rare is persistence for six years.

"It's just a little effort, Mr. Lu, these children, you should be the most grateful."

Pei Yunxi said sincerely, giving the village teacher the greatest respect.

"Mr. Lu, thank you for your hard work."

Ning Hui also followed suit.

College graduates can't find a job anywhere, but the other party has taken root in this backward place for six years.

And they had only been here for ten and a half days, and they already experienced all kinds of hardships.

Lu Songgao shook his head and smiled.

"It's not hard. I am also from a mountainous area. This place feels like my hometown. I like these children very much."

He sent two actresses out of school.

The children's eyes were lingering.

The soil was still a little soft when his feet stepped on it. Ning Hui exhaled softly and suddenly felt the urge to stay and teach these children.

small book booth

certainly.

She understood that this was just a temporary feeling of love and a whim.

She is not as noble as Lu Songgao.

"After I get out, I want to donate some money to the Children's Fund."

Pei Yunxi tilted his head, then smiled faintly.

The reason why she helped Ning Hui was indeed partly due to the mentality of "the rabbit dies and the fox is sad".

But now she realizes that she didn't seem to be helping the wrong person.

"When you donate, tell me and I will donate a little."

Ning Hui's eyebrows showed a bit of distress, and he sighed: "The trouble is that I don't know which foundation is reliable. The donated money will not be used to enrich one's own pockets, but can actually be put into practice."

indeed.

In this materialistic society, even charity has gradually evolved into a business.

"Why don't you talk to Mr. Jiang and ask him to set up a foundation, and we can donate the money to him then."

Ning Hui had a sudden idea.

Pei Yunxi said: "When he went to college, he received scholarship funds."

"..."

Ning Hui was dumbfounded, "Isn't it?"

Said Cao Cao Cao Cao has arrived.

"You two are in for a treat today, look what I caught!"

A familiar voice came.

The two women looked forward subconsciously and saw someone holding a net bag with several quails in it. Their clothes were in tatters and their trousers were stained with mud. They looked even more miserable than they looked at the gate of the village yesterday.

But without knowing it, he smiled even brighter.

"Mr. Jiang, what are you..."

Ning Hui was stunned.

"Mr. Jiang personally climbed the trees to get these quails. Mr. Jiang is very good at climbing trees."

Someone in the inspection group following Jiang Chen was flattering.

Ning Hui was suddenly stunned, and immediately felt a strong sense of disobedience.

Such a big shot actually goes up a tree to dig out a bird's nest?

Does this mean that the cracks and holes in the clothes were cut by twigs and thorns?

Even Pei Yunxi felt ridiculous and couldn't help but said: "If you want to eat, can you just go to the villagers to buy it?"

"You do not understand."

Jiang Chen shook his head.

You can buy fish everywhere, but why do so many people like fishing?

This is a truth.

When he was a child, he often climbed trees to dig out bird's nests. Without exercise for so many years, he was inevitably a little rusty. He actually fell from a tree just now, but luckily he was caught by someone.

"Jiang, go and clean up first and change your clothes."

Thomas Felson said with a smile.

He doesn't like to follow the rules, so he doesn't like people who stick to the rules. This young investor likes him very much.

"Here, don't let me run away."

Jiang Chen carefully handed the net bag to a cameraman next to him, gave a serious warning, and then left.

"Mr. Jiang is really a... sweet-tempered person."

Ning Hui felt this.

"What a sweetheart."

Pei Yunxi seemed to be unable to maintain his self-cultivation more and more. He glanced at the few birds jumping in the net bag. After holding on for a long time, he still couldn't hold it back. He bit his lip and laughed and cursed: "I think he is just a psycho!"

Then.

She walked towards the cameraman.

"Give me."

The photographer was stunned and said, "Ms. Pei, this is Mr. Jiang..."

Pei Yunxi turned a deaf ear.

"Give me."

The photographer subconsciously glanced at Thomas Felson.

Thomas Felson nodded.

Seeing the director nodding, the cameraman no longer hesitated and immediately handed over the net bag.

"Yun Xi, you have to watch these birds carefully. Jiang said that he will cook the food himself later..."

Before Thomas Felson could finish speaking, he felt as if he was being strangled by the neck.

After Pei Yunxi took the net bag, he opened it without hesitation.

A few poor quails survived the desperate situation, flapping their wings and flying into the sky. Their crisp cries became notes in the misty rain.

Everyone was stunned.

Pei Yunxi handed the net bag back to the photographer.

The distracted photographer took it blankly.

"Beware of bird flu."

Pei Yunxi clapped his hands indifferently, and then walked forward as if nothing had happened.

"Yunxi, wait for me."

Ning Hui regained his composure and hurried to follow.

The rest of the people looked at each other, looking at each other.

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To be continued...
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