It seems that these problems need to be explained easily. Lin Ziwen looked at the postures of her two people. She would definitely not go to the Manzhouli Hotel. It would be better to just deal with it on the roadside and eat some of them and put these small conflicts after the meal.

"Then let's not go to Manzhouli anymore. Just find a place to have a meal first. I'll explain it to you after eating. How about it?"

Chen Xiaolei gave him a blank look, looked at Bai Hong, and waited for her to make up her mind, Bai Hong nodded: "Okay, don't waste extravagance, you'll talk after you have something to say."

I think I wasted money, so I saved money this time. Lin Ziwen happily led the three of them to find an open-air wonton stall not far away. Bai Hong and Chen Xiaolei were not picky. Lin Zichuan was so hungry that his chest was pressed against his back. Since he couldn't have a big meal, he didn't bother with wontons. He could just eat enough.

It was just afternoon when I got off work, and the wonton stall was almost full. The four of them found a long stool and sat side by side. They ordered some pickles and pancakes and wontons. After eating, they discussed it. They went to Jiangba to find an open space to sit and chat and enjoy the breeze.

At the end of May, the mountain city is full of spring. The weeping willows by the river sway in the wind, and the flying willow catkins dance gently in the sky is also a scene. Lin Zizhi found a bench under a row of lilac trees and sat down with Bai Hong and Chen Xiaolei. Lin Zichuan had just had a full meal and said he wanted to go for an activity. He rode a mountain bike to the riverside highway and went to the ***.

"My sister Lin, explain why I only donated two dollars last time? Is it because the richer the person is, the more stingy he is. Is it that the iron rooster doesn't pull a penny?"

Lin Ziwen thought about it and said that people always have to grow up. The longer children are blinded by fairy tales, the greater the psychological gap when they grow up. Instead of letting them be ruthlessly hit by reality in the future, it is better to tell them by themselves now and let them know the truth in advance.

In the early 1990s, donations and disaster relief were almost every year. Lin Ziwen, who likes to hear the newspaper, had long heard that many disaster relief funds were embezzled, misappropriated, and deducted. Sometimes he even doubted whether the money donated in the mountain city every year would not be lost to a penny in the poor people in the disaster area in the south. Lin Ziwen told her views in the original conversation with Bai Hong and Chen Xiaolei. When a county government received the remaining balance that had been intercepted layer by layer, it immediately used the money to build a government office building. Chen Xiaolei was already full of indignation and stood up in anger.

"Then you mean that the money we donated was fed to the stomachs of these corrupt officials? Since our parents and school teachers also know about these things, why don't we tell us?"

"I don't know how to explain it to you. Maybe everyone is unwilling to let the hope of the future and the flowers of the motherland understand the reality of this society too early. I think they are afraid that such things will have too much negative impact and will be detrimental to the growth of children."

Chen Xiaolei was so angry that she was depressed after sitting down. When she thought that the money she donated every time might not be sent to the hands of those who needed it, but was used by some bad people for food, drink, and fun. She wanted to find those people immediately, open their mouths and pick out their money.

Bai Hong is relatively calm. She has heard of such things from adults. She was also a little mentally prepared when she heard Lin Ziwen say this. However, Lin Ziwen exaggerated the facts intentionally or unintentionally this time, while Bai Hong usually only heard about the tip of the iceberg, and the contrast between the front and back was too large, so Bai Hong didn't believe it.

"Lin Ziwen, as you said, everyone's donation is used to fatten those corrupt officials. Why does the country still call for donations?"

"There are always honest officials. If a penny of donation is not in the hands of the people in the disaster area, countless people will not starve to death in the drought and floods in recent years." Lin Ziwen still had a few words and said that they did not say it. Because the disaster relief funds were not distributed in time, the major events caused by the ancient times have been fewer? He was afraid that all these things would scare them.

"Then you just donate two dollars and have one dollar to use it in the disaster area. Isn't you very rich? Donating a little more can also make more contributions to the people in the disaster area."

Lin Ziwen smiled. Although Bai Hong is mature and sensible than her peers, she is still a little naive and idealistic. She explained to her: "The disaster relief funds raised in the country are hundreds of millions of yuan every year. Even if I donate all my money, it is just a drop in the bucket. My money, who is not involved, has other uses. The role they play in the future will definitely be much greater than that of donating them all today."

Bai Hong nodded. She still trusted Lin Ziwen very much. She could tell from the first day of school that he was different from other classmates.

Seeing that the two girls were thinking about the matter and stopped talking, Lin Ziwen felt a little uneasy and asked, "Are you going to hold a criticism meeting? Why don't you talk about the five-guarantee household and Fatty Song?"

Bai Hong was in a bad mood and forced a smile and said, "Actually, we also think that voluntary labor is unnecessary when we go to the five-guarantee household. But the teacher said before that this is to give everyone an opportunity to exercise and take the lead in being a class cadre, so Xiaolei and I have never given any comments to the teacher."

"So that's the case, then Fatty Song was beaten?"

When Chen Xiaolei heard this, she gave Lin Ziwen a blank look and said angrily: "Do you need to ask this? He deserves it. At that time, I also wanted to go up and help the man kick him a few times."

A small storm was easily resolved. The three of them talked about interesting things that happened in the school recently. Soon, the depressing atmosphere became lively again. Lin Zichuan was riding a mountain bike and just now came back. Bai Hong pointed to the brand mountain bike and asked Lin Ziwen: "Let me ride it around."

Lin Ziwen nodded. Bai Hong took the mountain bike from Lin Zichuan's hand and rode it a few feet. The little white skirt spread lightly with the breeze, and the three of them watched her ride away like a white lily. Chen Xiaolei asked: "My sister Lin, does this bicycle cost hundreds of dollars? I see that you have eaten, drink and have fun all day, and the money you earn has been spent a lot of money?"

Lin Zichuan, who had just sat down next to Lin Ziwen, interrupted and said, "We Ziwen are very profitable, and we don't care about the amount of money we spend in our daily lives." After the Chinese New Year, Lin Ziwen no longer hid the secret from him. Although he didn't tell him in detail, he knew a general idea.

Lin Ziwen hurriedly pushed him gently with his elbow, afraid that he would leave, Lin Zichuan was puzzled when he saw Chen Xiaolei's expression, and explained: "Ziwen can write those songs, so naturally she can write more. She wrote so well before, and of course she will write better and better in the future, so he makes money much faster than spending money."

Chen Xiaolei thought it was right. In the tape I bought a few days ago, did you find the songs written by Lin Meimei and composed by songs? Oh my God, Lin Meimei made more than 10,000 yuan in more than ten songs last time. Now I don’t know how much he has made in total

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