Chapter 247

The next morning, Xia Ruchu finally arrived at school.

Now the school is also in a mess. The plants and trees in the flower bed are all pulled. There are all kinds of garbage on the ground, all kinds of mud on the windows, and the marks washed by the flood on the walls.

The first thing they did when they arrived at the school was cleaning. Xia Ruchu and several students were assigned to clean the playground downstairs.

"I'm going to have a big meal at noon. I've eaten thin rice soup for nearly half a month."

Liu Lian is sweeping there with a broom. She doesn't dare to do housework at home. When she comes to school, she doesn't want her to work. On such occasions, she just comes for a show.

"Isn't your family rich? How did you eat thin rice soup for half a month? "

A classmate looked at her somewhat puzzled. The movement on his hand didn't stop. He picked up the garbage and threw it into the trash can.

Liu Lian shook her head reluctantly, "no way. My house is on the fifth floor. The downstairs is flooded and can't get out. The food stored at home is almost eaten. Fortunately, the flood has passed, otherwise I may starve to death."

The classmate gave a cry and was not talking.

Seeing that they were all working, Liu Lian simply took out a romantic novel and put it under the fart. Stock, and then watched them work.

After cleaning, Xia Ruchu washed his hands and went back to the classroom.

Xu Quan first asked some questions about the flood, and then began to donate money.

Although the flood was controllable, it also suffered huge financial losses. Many families were fragmented, and even some families died in the flood.

Today's students don't have much money. They only have about ten yuan of pocket money a week. In fact, it doesn't work at all.

Ordinary students donated one yuan. Students with poor family conditions also donated fifty cents. Only students with good family conditions such as Li Yaohan and Liu Lian donated one hundred yuan.

"As before, how much do you donate?"

Sitting behind Xia Ruchu, Wen Lin patted her on the back and asked quietly.

"Ten dollars."

She took out an old bill from her pocket and put it on the table.

Xia Ruchu has never been willing to provoke a topic for herself, not to mention that she has actually donated 200000 yuan, and she has only ten yuan in cash

"I also donate ten yuan. Xueting, coco research and lace also donate ten yuan."

Wen Lin and her family have good conditions. Even if they donate 100, they just eat less snacks. But in their hearts, Xia Ruchu is one with them. Naturally, this kind of thing should be consistent.

Sure enough, when they stood up one by one and donated ten yuan, some people couldn't see it anymore.

"I said that people who have money are very rich on weekdays. Why can't they give money when it's time to donate?"

Li Yaohan stared at them and said loudly, which made many students look at them.

"We have no money."

Wen Lin shrugged her shoulders, spread her hands and said indifferently.

"What, no money? Your parents are in business. Their monthly income is thousands, right? It's very kind of you to donate only ten dollars. " Li Yaohan was aggressive and stared at him step by step.

"Who says I have to donate more if I have money? Your parents aren't in business? Your family should also be a 10000 yuan household. How can you donate only 100 yuan? What can 100 yuan do? We can't even pretend to be forced in front of us. Donate more quickly, or let us worship. "

"If my family had money, I would certainly donate it. I need you to say more." Li Yaohan stared angrily.

"That's it. My family doesn't have money. Why should I donate if you ask me to donate?" Wen Lin has always been unforgiving. Li Yaohan should be beaten!

"Mingming's family is rich and has no money. Hehe."

Li Yaohan knew, but she learned to be smart. Instead of choking with her, she learned to attack from the side.

"If I love to donate, I will donate. If I don't love to donate, I won't donate."

With that, Wen Lin directly put the ten yuan back.

By this time, more than half of the students in the class had donated money.

"Miss Xu, Wen Lin hasn't donated yet."

Li Yaohan stood up and made a small report. Her eyes turned up. It seemed that she was in a good mood.

Sure enough, Xu Quan's eyes looked over.

"Wenlin, is there any special situation in your family?"

"Tell the teacher, my family is too poor to cook. I only have this ten yuan for dinner this month."

Wen Lin stood up and looked at Xu Quan without blushing or jumping.

Xu Quan waved his hand and asked her to sit down. He didn't mention asking her to donate any more.

... Li Yaohan sat down with a black face, and her eyes stared at Wen Lin fiercely, but the latter seemed to feel her resentment and was at ease.

After school at noon, Wen Lincai dragged Xia Ruchu to the teacher's office.

"I tell you, before I didn't donate money, I was just angry with Li Yaohan. I couldn't see her face."

Then they knocked on the door and went in.

At this time, just after school, Xu Quan was preparing to have dinner when he saw them coming.

"What can I do for you?"

"Mr. Xu, I think I should donate my meal money. Although it's not much, it's also my intention."

Wen Lin took out the ten yuan with a sincere face.

Xu Quan sighed, took the money, opened the book and recorded the money she donated in her notebook.

In the following week, the whole world was paying attention to the post disaster reconstruction of the disaster areas in the south. Even the school showed them two big movies.

That night, Xu Quan informed them that everyone took a stool to the playground downstairs to see a movie.

It's already dark. The movie I watch tonight is related to the flood. The picture is that the flood swept many villages, scattered many families, some hungry babies, some bony old people, and those desperate pupils.

Xia Ruchu's eyes stayed on the soldiers in military uniforms. Half of them were in the flood, holding people with their hands... And the scene of sleeping while eating instant noodles was moving.

Gu muxun hasn't contacted her for nearly half a month. Although she occasionally picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call him, she was afraid that the other party had turned off the phone.

"Summer is like the beginning. Someone is looking for you."

Xu Quan's voice suddenly rang beside her, which surprised Xia Ruchu, who was distracted. The mobile phone in his hand almost didn't hold steady.