"Do good things? What good things can you do?" my wife said with disdain.

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to explain: "As soon as I sent Yangyang to the school gate, someone came over and asked me to take her to the People's Hospital. I guessed that this person had a serious illness in his family and was in a hurry to go to the hospital. Then I took her to the hospital.

She sent it over.

Then at the entrance of the hospital, there was another young couple who came from the county below to see a doctor. They had just been discharged from the hospital. It was not easy for outsiders to come to see the doctor. I thought they were quite pitiful, so I took them to the bus station. Then.

I met another person who was going to the post office..."

Uncle Zhou began to explain the good deeds he had done all morning.

Next to him, Uncle Zhou's son said: "Dad, it's okay for you to be helpful, but you can't forget your grandson! When I went to pick up Yangyang from school, the whole class had already left, and only Yang Yang was left.

Xia Yangyang is crying alone there!"

"That's right, we are not related to you, so you can't just throw your grandson aside just to help others!" said my wife.

Uncle Zhou hesitated for a moment. He originally planned to keep the money he earned from soliciting customers as private money, but in this situation, he had no choice but to confess.

So Uncle Zhou said, "I'm not helping in vain, I'm getting paid."

"You have the nerve to claim that you are helping others when you receive money? I think you are just looking at money!" My wife snorted coldly, and then asked: "How much did you charge?"

"We charge one yuan for a trip." Uncle Zhou replied.

My wife was stunned for a moment and then said, "You just said that more than a dozen people helped, right? That means they charged more than ten yuan?"

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to answer honestly: "There are twelve in total, and we charged twelve yuan."

"You made twelve yuan in one morning? That much?" My wife and son were surprised at the same time.

According to this calculation, you can earn at least 20 yuan a day, which is 600 yuan a month, which is higher than the pension of the old couple.

"Where's the money?" my wife asked immediately.

Uncle Zhou had no choice but to take out the twelve yuan from his pocket, which he accepted with tears, while his wife snatched the money away.

My wife counted the money, then pointed to the leftovers on the table, and said, "Eat quickly. After dinner, send Yangyang to school, and then go to the hospital or a crowded place like the station to see if anyone wants it."

Take the car!”

From then on, Mr. Zhou, a retired worker, returned to work and drove three bungalows every day to hospitals, stations and other crowded places to pick up people.

…

There are rice, peanut oil, instant noodles and other food in the back of the minibus.

There were several people sitting in the front row, including people from the Civil Affairs Bureau, the Disabled Persons' Federation, the Poverty Alleviation Office, and reporters.

One of them said: "Director Gu, the name of the family we are going to is Li Zhihua. He is forty-one years old. He used to be a worker. He suffered a third-level physical disability due to an accident.

Originally, Li Zhihua could still do some chores such as cleaning in the factory. Later, Li Zhihua's factory closed down, and Li Zhihua had no source of income. Later, his wife divorced him.

Now Li Zhihua has a frail old mother and a son who is in middle school. Li Zhihua is disabled and cannot find a job. Life for the whole family of three is very difficult."

After listening to this introduction, Director Gu nodded: "Our activity of sending warmth to the disabled is to focus on such families. Not only do we need to send them things, but we also find ways to help them solve other difficulties.

Let these disabled and poor families truly feel the warmth."

Director Gu said that the car had arrived near Li Zhihua's house. Several people got out of the car, carrying condolences, walked into a dilapidated tile-roofed house area, and found Li Zhihua's residence.

After a knock on the door, an old man opened the door.

"Hello, is this Li Zhihua's house?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, my son went out and hasn't come back yet."

"Are you Li Zhihua's mother? Hello, auntie, we are here from the Civil Affairs Bureau to offer condolences and warmth." Director Gu said with enthusiasm.

"Condolences? Oh, please come in quickly." Li Zhihua's mother said, inviting a few people into the house.

Director Gu asked: "Auntie, what did Li Zhihua do? Why isn't he at home?"

"My son went out to make money," the old man said.

"Earn money?" Director Gu was stunned for a moment, thinking that it would not be easy for a person with a third-level physical disability to find a part-time job. He probably wouldn't be able to earn much money even if he worked outside all day.

But thinking about Li Zhihua's family situation, if he didn't go out to find work, I'm afraid the whole family would starve to death.

For a moment, Director Gu felt sympathy in his heart, and he said, "Auntie, these are the condolences we gave you. There are rice, peanut oil, and instant noodles. There is also twenty yuan in condolence money. You

It’s also put away.”

Director Gu said, took out twenty yuan from his pocket and handed it to Li Zhihua's mother's hand.

This warmth-sending activity was originally just to send rice, noodles and other food, and there was no consolation money. However, Director Gu felt that Li Zhihua's family was in too much difficulty, so he donated 20 yuan to Li Zhihua's family out of his own pocket.

"I'm also kind-hearted and I can't bear to see such a pitiful person." Director Gu thought to himself, then waved his hand and said, "Hurry up and move the things in."

The people behind immediately moved the rice and walked into the house. Director Gu and others also entered the house.

"I'll give you some water," the old lady said.

"Auntie, don't bother, we'll leave soon." Director Gu said immediately.

"No trouble, sir, sit down quickly and watch TV first." The old lady said, picked up the remote control and turned on the TV.

Only then did Director Gu realize that there was a 23-inch large color TV in the room.

In 1995, although the domestic color TV industry had already engaged in two or three waves of price wars, a 23-inch color TV was definitely not something that poor families should have.

Director Gu then looked around and found that although the room was not big, it was quite equipped with various household appliances, such as a refrigerator and a washing machine. It also looked quite new, as if it had been purchased not long ago.

"Shouldn't these household appliances appear in poor families?" Director Gu thought to himself. He subconsciously walked to the refrigerator and opened it. There were eggs, fresh vegetables, and a bowl of leftovers, which was stewed winter melon and pork ribs.

"How can a poor family afford pork ribs? They eat better than me!"

Director Gu was a little confused, so he asked: "Auntie, what kind of job did Li Zhihua do when he went out to make money?"

"It's just driving a tricycle." The old lady continued: "Zhihua bought a tricycle a few days ago, and he usually earns some money by soliciting customers on the road."

"That's it." Director Gu nodded with sudden realization and thought to himself, in recent times, there have indeed been many more people driving three-wheelers to solicit customers on the streets.

Director Gu then asked, "How much money can Li Zhihua make in a day driving a three-wheeler?"

"This is not necessarily true. It usually costs more than 20 yuan. If you work a lot, you can earn 30 yuan. Excluding gas money, you can always earn 600 yuan a month!" the old lady continued.

"Six hundred yuan a month?" Upon hearing this number, everyone present became uneasy.

The salary of a leading cadre like Director Gu must be higher, while a newly hired civil servant can still earn less than 600 yuan a month!

In other words, Li Zhihua, a disabled person, earns more than those young civil servants!

She also sent warmth! She also offered condolences! After a long time of trouble, she is richer than me!

Director Gu suddenly felt that his twenty yuan seemed to have been spent unfairly.

"It's all because of my kindness..." Director Gu comforted himself.

…

It's the day to distribute basic living expenses again, and Hongqi Glass Factory has also been busy all morning.

In the era of planned economy, Hongqi Glass Factory was a well-known state-owned enterprise. In the early days of reform and opening up, Hongqi Glass Factory's products were in short supply. At that time, if you wanted to buy glass, you had to get approval from the leaders.

However, after entering the 1990s, the situation took a turn for the worse. The wave of market economy slapped Hongqi Glass Factory to death on the beach, and the entire Hongqi Glass Factory also entered a state of suspension of production.

The factory has stopped production and the workers have been laid off. They will definitely have no wages and can only receive basic living expenses of 80 yuan per month.

On every day when the basic living allowance is distributed, the original employees of the factory will come to the Hongqi Glass Factory early in the morning and queue up to receive the living allowance. The Hongqi Glass Factory will temporarily return to the bustling scene of the past, and it will be lively all morning.

But by noon, when everyone has collected their money and gone home, the Hongqi Glass Factory will become deserted again.

In the Finance Department Office, Accountant Wang looked at the form and found that there was still one person who had not come to collect the money.

This is a very strange thing. When it comes to distributing money, everyone is at the forefront, but there are still people who are not active. It is already noon and they have not come to collect the money.

"What's going on with Zhao Juxian? If you don't come back, I'll have to get off work." Accountant Wang muttered to himself.

At this moment, the sound of a motorcycle engine rang out from the window, and a three-wheeler rushed over in a hurry.

Zhao Juxian jumped down from the three-wheeler and quickly ran into the Finance Department office.

"I said Zhao Juxian, why did you come here? Others have received their money and gone home. I am also kind-hearted, so I am waiting for you here. If it had been anyone else, I would have left long ago!" Accountant Wang said.

"Thank you, Accountant Wang." Zhao Juxian continued, "Accountant Wang, please hurry up, I'm in a hurry."

"In a hurry? Are you still in a hurry?" Accountant Wang curled his lips in dissatisfaction and thought to himself, you are delaying me from getting off work, but you still have the nerve to rush me!

Zhao Juxian looked at his watch and then asked: "Accountant Wang, are you okay? The train will arrive at the station in ten minutes, and I have to pick someone up."

"Going to pick someone up at the train station, do you have any relatives from out of town?" Accountant Wang asked subconsciously.

"There are no relatives!" Zhao Juxian continued: "I am just rushing to carry passengers to make money!"
Chapter completed!