Chapter 156 Travelers

"That's right."

Huang Xiuying responded to Li Xuchang's words and brought back Quan Heng's thoughts.

"Rather than lamenting, "Why don't others do the same if they have money?" It's better to start from yourself. If you have money, you can contribute, and you don't have to donate buildings and schools to be called charity. "

If you really want to help the elderly, young, border and poor areas, you can contact public welfare organizations. You can donate a little bit of 5 or 10 yuan a month. If you have the opportunity, just go and see for yourself and do what you can.

If you really feel powerless, just live your life seriously and live your own life, which can be considered as helping others.

No matter how bad it is, we can't criticize "those who work for everyone" with words and writings.

“But do good deeds and don’t ask others.”

Quan Heng took his eyes away from the butterfly eggs and breathed a long sigh of relief.

"Butterfly Valley is really beautiful."

As a frontier, it is simply beautiful with death and danger.

"Not only is it beautiful, it is rich in biodiversity and has many Chinese herbal medicines..."

Li Xuchang spoke and suddenly became focused.

"Why is there a team of people?"

Quan Heng turned around and looked.

The arrival of this group of people was particularly strange. Quan Heng glanced at them and found that they were "travel friends".

But this group of travelers looked everywhere as they walked. They were in a hurry and alert, and they didn't look like they were on a tour.

"Wait a minute," Quan Heng stretched out his hand to stop Li Xuchang, "Don't go there yet."

"If we go further, we will be close to the border. We can't let them wander around." Li Xuchang said.

Quan Heng looked at the walking postures of the three travel companions, the floating width of their backpacks, and the vague arcs, and said with a deep look:

"They are well-trained and probably have guns."

"gun?!"

"Well," Quan Heng had probably seen more guns than this little soldier. He thought for a while and said, "There are only three of us here, and we don't have much luggage. They are probably here to explore the road, so don't alert others."

Li Xuchang: "It is true that you can cross the border from Butterfly Valley, but it is adjacent to the cliff, and it has even been specially widened before, making it difficult to cross."

"People die for money and birds die for food. What can't these people do for huge profits?" Amuleng said.

"I'll go take a look." Li Xuchang whispered, "You guys stay here for now. I've notified the squad leader and will come to pick you up soon."

Quan Heng couldn't follow him out loud, so he just nodded.

When he turned around, he saw Jing Zhen sitting down calmly and taking out a book to read.

"?"

Quan Heng smiled and said, "Are you reading?"

"Actually, I'm not reading a book, I'm doing logical reasoning questions. I originally wanted to buy a Mathematical Olympiad or Sudoku book to do, but I didn't get one."

Jing Zhen also smiled and opened the book.

"Want to watch it together? It's also good as a puzzle game."

Quan Heng shook his head, she was not very interested.

Amu ignored the two people talking and kept following Li Xuchang as he walked forward.

Jing Zhen looked at Amu from the corner of his eye and saw that she didn't react much before he dared to continue: "I haven't asked yet, where are you from, reporter Quan?"

She seemed to like Quan Heng very much and was very interested in him.

Although her leader seemed a little repulsive to this reporter, she unexpectedly liked him.

Quan Heng thought for a moment, glanced at Amu, and said with a smile, "I am from Wugang."

"Wugang?" Jingzhen pondered, "I've never heard of this place. Which province is it in?"

Seeing that Amu had no reaction, Quan Heng said lightly:

"I don't know which province it is. It's a small place."

It was seven years ago before I came into contact with Fog Harbor.

…The year I committed suicide?

It can be said that my memory did have problems starting from that year. It turned out that I came into contact with the new world so early.

"Why do you want to be a teacher here?"

Quan Heng changed the topic and deliberately chose a recall question to pass the time.

"It's a long story."

Jing Zhen clasped the book, thought for a while and said:

"My father was a teacher, a teacher with a good reputation in society. When he died, many people came to mourn him. But in my eyes, he was just a bug who vented his emotions on my mother and me, too. An indifferent statue.

"The whole world says he is a good man, but his wife and children are the only ones who bear his violence and malice. If we tell others, they will only think that we don't understand his silent love.

"It's because we don't understand great love, because we don't know what's good and what's good, and because we are selfish. Being his wife and child is really unlucky for eight lifetimes.

“Everyone told me my dad was a good man, a good teacher, a great man.

"But no one knows that for me, my father's role is missing, longed for but out of reach. They enjoy the love of my great father and ask me to understand and let go.

"It's really an indescribable feeling of being kidnapped. It's like I can't swallow it and vomit it out, and I feel like I'm choked."

It is said that parents in the world are pitiful, but there are always some parents who are not worthy of being parents.

Since he is devoted to his students and refuses to spend more time on his wife and children, why does he still want to get married and have children?

How disgusting.