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Chapter 160 Can this kind of person also show love? 【Monthly Pass】

However, Jing Yan did not ask, but kept it in her heart. Thinking of the video and rumors she saw yesterday, the look in Fang Zheng's eyes made her become more respectful and a little curious, what kind of monk is this? Could it be that

Really a living Buddha?

At this time, Fang Zheng spoke: "Amitabha, if the donor really wants to help the poor monk, help him arrange the things. This is no small project."

The man looked at the few things in the box and immediately smiled. Is this a big project? Are you kidding me? However, he happily stepped forward to help.

When the villagers saw this, they were all tempted. Do they have something to get when they work? This is great!

So everyone looked at Fang Zheng with hopeful eyes. Fang Zheng lived up to everyone's expectations and said to everyone: "The poor monk still has some boxes in the car. Is anyone willing to help?"

"Me me me me!"

"I come!"

"I am strong!"



"Brother, I'll help you carry the box. Can you give me a pencil case? I want that fan's..." The little girl who Jing Yan wanted to give something to her just now came to Fang Zheng and asked cautiously.

Fang Zheng looked at the villagers swarming in front of him, including children. Fang Zheng smiled slightly and said: "Donors, don't be anxious, as long as everyone who helps will be rewarded."

As soon as he finished speaking, the villagers swarmed forward, several tall and long-handed ones, and even three times five divided by two, and everything was moved down.

This time there was no need for Fang Zheng to take action. Jing Yan had already prepared it and immediately took out the clothes as reward. The villagers who received the reward immediately burst into laughter. Those who could not help were a little disappointed...

Especially the little girl next to Fang Zheng, who blinked with big eyes. Because she was short and had no strength, she couldn't help. She almost shed tears of grievance. She stretched her neck and looked at the car, trying to find something else.

Come... Unfortunately, the car is empty...

Seeing this, Jing Yan couldn't bear it anymore, just when she was thinking of a way.

Fang Zheng suddenly knelt down and said to the little girl: "Little donor, there is another one for the poor monk. Can you help the poor monk get it?"

Just like magic, a small paper bag appeared in his hand.

Jing Yan was stunned, paper bag? Is this okay?

The little girl was very innocent. She immediately ran over happily and carefully placed the paper package on the box. Then she was afraid that the wind would blow the paper package away, so she chose a prime spot in the middle of the box and placed the paper package.

He put it in. Then he ran back with satisfaction.

Fang Zheng took out the pink pencil case and handed it to her, smiling: "Thank you little donor, you deserve this. As long as you work hard, there is nothing you can't get."

The little girl nodded in understanding, hugged the pink pencil case, and ran away happily.

When the villagers heard this, they showed thoughtful expressions, and their hearts kept echoing Fang Zheng's words: "As long as you are willing to work hard, there is nothing you can't get!" Thinking about their own lives, some people suddenly expressed their feelings.

He looked ashamed.

"What do you have in the paper bag? Is it so mysterious?" Jing Yan asked quietly.

Fang Zheng chuckled and said, "There's nothing, just a paper bag."

Jing Yan: "a#¥#a..."

"How to divide these things of yours, I don't even know. The rest is left to the donor." Fang Zheng said.

Jing Yan nodded and said: "Master Fangzheng, I understand what you mean. Don't worry, I won't give them anything they want. I will give them enough respect."

Upon hearing this, Fang Zheng put his hands together and pronounced the Buddha's name: "Amitabha."

Jing Yan smiled, walked over, and began to help her lover unpack and place the items. The latter would find someone to help call others over, etc... In short, Jing Yan always had a lot of work that could be helped by others, and then she would

Give the other person what they need.

Seeing this, Fang Zheng nodded slightly and thought to himself: "Sure enough, this kind of work still needs professionals to do it."

Just when Fang Zheng and Jing Yan were busy in full swing, a black van drove up in the distance. The van entered the village and stopped immediately. The door opened, and five yellow men got out, wearing black short-sleeved clothes.

It is printed with Daniu's live broadcast of love and charity donation. Among the five people, four are tall and tall, and the other one is not tall, but no matter how you look, he can't be compared to a good person.

Fang Zheng frowned and pointed at the Zen master who once said that the appearance comes from the heart. Evil people may not have the face of an evil person, but they will definitely have the sign of being an evil person on their face! For example, the eyes, the temperament exuding, and the like.

Various other micro-expressions... Unless they are pretending to be important, it is difficult to completely hide their inner feelings. What's more, these five people in front of them have no intention of hiding at all. The flesh on their faces is almost growing into strips. I guess

A few more people, connected together, could circle the earth several times...

"Can such a person do charity? Is it true?" Fang Zheng couldn't help but mutter in his heart.

Jing Yan also saw these people, immediately stopped, walked over, and whispered: "Master Fangzheng, this is the purpose of my visit today. I thought it was a rumor, but it seems to be true..."

"What's true?" Fang Zheng was a little confused. Thinking of what Jing Yan said before, Fang Zheng understood a little bit. Jing Yan did not do charity specifically, but had another purpose!

"Come on, come on, everyone, come here, those with poor living conditions, come here. Money is enough." The short man took out a wad of money and shouted loudly.

Another tall man took out his mobile phone and recorded the whole process. While recording, he said: "Hello friends, we are the family of the Danniu Charity Group. Today we came to Dongliang Village, the poorest impoverished village in the province.

Nowadays, everyone’s life is better, but we must not forget that there are still compatriots who are suffering. Therefore, a few of our brothers established the Daniu Love Charity Group, with the purpose of spreading love to the world! We don’t have such a lofty slogan, nor are we harmonious.

To cooperate with any charity organization, we are just us! All we have to do is simple and rough, money! Friends who like us, like us, smash eggs, thank you! If you also want to join us, you don’t have to come in person, you can give a penny,

We will donate just one penny! We will only leave a small amount of activity funds, live broadcast, and donate as much as you reward!"

After saying that, the man raised his phone high and scanned around it. Villagers in ragged clothes and skinny children were recorded, and the live broadcast room suddenly boiled.

"This is too pitiful."

"It's sad to see those kids."

"When I was a parent before, I didn't think much of it. After becoming a parent, I really can't stand this. I reward the rocket!"

"It's so uncomfortable. I can't figure it out. If the village is so poor, why don't you go to the city to work? If you work casually, you won't be so poor, right?" 8

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