It was winter when Luo Qishan left her home. In a blink of an eye, it was already March of the coming year. They had already moved from Yunnan to the mountainous areas of Guizhou.

The mountains are still very cold, coming later than the spring outside. Although it is poor and backward, the most gratifying thing is that the air here is incomparable to many places.

God seems ruthless but fair. It gives the poverty of this mountain area, but it also gives the people here clean air and water, green vegetation, various strange flowers and plants, quiet environment, original beauty, and no trace of the complexity of the world.

Luo Qishan posted a lot of photos on her circle of friends. The children in the mountains were dressed too thin and old, and some had small feet and faces that were red with red cold, but there were rare green mountains and green waters and vast blue sky around her. The beauty of nature is in sharp contrast with the current living conditions of people, attracting many people to watch, comment, and forward.

Lokishan will not call on anyone to donate money to help these children, because she believes that her friends and relatives will act spontaneously.

Today, a group of photos are a group of children wearing tattered shoes and carrying homemade schoolbags at home. They walk on a winding mountain road. There are cliffs on one side, cliffs on the other side, rolling rivers on the bottom, and blue sky and white clouds on their heads... Another photo is a group of children queuing up to check their bodies, with innocent smiles filled with excitement, and they don’t seem to feel cold at all.

Luo Qishan only attached one sentence: Young children are already accustomed to the cold here, should adults feel sad or relieved?

It was this set of photos that Luo Kaixuan was the first to comment...

"Shanshan's good daughter, the last batch of supplies has been shipped to Yunnan. Dad will continue. As long as you say something, Dad will support you with all his strength!"

This is fatherly love, as heavy as a mountain, without unnecessary language, only full of touch.

Luo Kaixuan means that Luo Qishan said that he would arrange to send it to him, and the quantity and type were determined by her. This is not the first time. When Luo Qishan was still in Yunnan, Luo Kaixuan sent someone to send it to him, not to the medical team, but mainly to the adults and children in the mountains.

The second comment was Yan Zi. This guy was rich and generous, and he said directly: "Wife, do you have a donation account in the school over there? Give one, I'll send it to you immediately."

Tsk, I am worthy of being the chairman, so refreshing and quick!

However, Yan Zhi's words caused Luo Qishan to shake her head.

"Honey, your idea is good, but don't send all the donations, leave half of them for supplies, and send them with dad to prepare the batch."

"Why?" Yan Zhi suddenly didn't understand Luo Qishan's intention.

"Because, the old saying goes, it is better to teach people how to fish than to teach people how to fish. People here are poor and need help from the outside world, but we cannot just donate money. Materials are more important to them. Children need thick clothes, schoolbags, and shoes, but what people here need most is to learn the ability to survive independently. Although it is a good thing for us to donate money, it will make people feel lazy. Donating money can't be eaten for a lifetime, and help can only be a temporary moment. If they want to get rid of poverty, they can always rely on their own strength. Do you understand?"

Yan Zhi is so smart, and it is understandable at a glance. When Luo Qishan said this, he immediately understood. This principle is that people cannot develop dependence because they want to help others. When someone is in trouble, they should try their best. This is the correct attitude. If you only want to rely on others to support them without being enterprising and working, then the so-called help is actually harming people.

"Okay, I understand, then I will only send a part of the money. I will discuss the rest with my dad." Yan Zhi simply typed this line of words.

Immediately afterwards, they all bubbled up.

How could Shui Han and the others be missing in this kind of thing?

"Yan Zhi, brother and sister, I'm counting it, and my husband."

Du Cheng said: "I will discuss with my dad and send some medicines."

Fandi said: "I will give it to Yan Zhi and let him deal with it."

Sister Lan said: "You can't lose me. I will give Yan Zhi the payment of my husband and I first, and let him arrange it. Then I yell at the club and make up some donations. You can exchange it for supplies."

Everyone was so enthusiastic and started donating spontaneously, and their appeal was as good as a charity.

What is more worth mentioning is that Lan Zehui appeared. This time it was not fake, it was true. He had already added Luo Qishan's WeChat.

"Shanshan, it's also my share. Donate it to your husband."

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The last one emerged was Meng Meng Xiaolemon. This child was so stingy and his mind was sometimes more flexible than adults.

"Hehe... so much money, you can set up a charity foundation. I also have to donate money. My New Year's money and pocket money are donated, hehehe..." This little clever little is not only smart and cute, but more importantly, it is a kind heart, which is so rare.

Xiao Lemon's words immediately reminded everyone, and Yan Zhi immediately commented: "Yes, foundation, this can be found."

"Okay, I agree!" Luo Kaixuan said.

There was a voice of echoing below, and everyone clapped their hands to agree. Although it was through the virtual network, this enthusiasm and great love could travel thousands of mountains and rivers.

Luo Qishan was so excited that she almost jumped up. This was great. If she could set up a foundation, she would be able to help some poor people more effectively and comprehensively in the long run, especially children in the mountainous areas.

As time passed, Luo Qishan's days in the mountains became shorter and shorter, and she was counting down.

There are still a few days left to half a year. Yan Zi has a little insomnia these days, too excited and can't sleep.

Lying down, looking at the photos sent by Luo Qishan.

In the photo, she smiles very simply and has a bright smile from the bottom of her heart, which shows that she is in a good mood. Of course she is happy to be able to do what she likes to do. Her ideal is not a dream, she holds it firmly in her hand.

Not only that, she also has the support of her lover, family and friends. She feels that she is the happiest person, how can she not be happy?

Yan Zhi was the same. He raised the corner of his mouth before he could see the photo, and his smile was full of love. If he looked in the mirror, he would know that his expression was clearly happy.

The pain of lovesickness is so hard to endure. During these days, he often went to Yan Jiyun's house. Every time he saw the little baby, his heart melted out. It can be said that Yan Zi, the whole family, is the most doting of the little baby, more indulging than the old man, and more indulging than Shui Han and Yan Jiyun.

Whenever he is alone, he will always be lonely. His side is empty and the room seems too big. Without her stimulation, without her quarrels with him, and without her laughter, life has become so boring and boring.

His fingers rubbed the couple's watch on his wrist, thinking about the lovebird carving on the watch, he felt that the distance from her was closer, because she was wearing it on her hands, which was the best proof of their warming relationship in Switzerland.

When she was away, he would think of every time he took a bath. When he was bathing, his shyness and trembling were like a flower that only bloomed for him, her delicate skin, her seductive voice, and everything about her was so heartless that he couldn't let go of it.

The more separated, the deeper he became. In every countdown, he felt as if the world would not turn and stop because it was passing too slowly.

And as long as she is there, time seems to be flying by.

He often dreamed of her, sometimes dreamed of her holding a scalpel, sometimes dreamed of playing together on Jinhong No. 1. In his dream, she sometimes wore bikini, sometimes wore pajamas, and sometimes wore children's clothes, but what made Yan Zhi feel most beautiful was that she was wearing a wedding dress.

Once I dreamed of having a wedding with her. The flower boy was a cute child. He had never seen the child before. After waking up, he thought, maybe God was hinting that she and him would have children in the near future.

This is a very mysterious feeling. Although I can't see the appearance of the flower girl in the dream, Yan Zhi just thinks that it is her and her wife's child. Perhaps it is a kind of obsession at work, but this also shows that Yan Zhi's desire for children is getting stronger and stronger.

In a blink of an eye, May is the day when Luo Qishan comes back. Tonight, Yan Zhi wanted to go to bed early, but she couldn't sleep after talking to her, and she still had her eyes open until almost 12 o'clock.

Could it be that he would have insomnia again tonight? No... He doesn't want to have insomnia and will pick her up at his best tomorrow?

But just when Yan Zhi couldn't sleep, he heard the door outside ringing. He was stunned at first and shouted, "Who is that?" But no one outside agreed, but there were footsteps."

Yan Zhi was shocked, was it a thief? It was impossible. This is the Yan family’s mansion, and the security system is the most advanced.

Then, Yan Zhi went downstairs and opened the bedroom door to look, but saw a box placed in the living room.

This is... this box looks so familiar!

Just as Yan Zhi was stunned, a person suddenly emerged from behind Yan Zhi, blindfolded his eyes. This hand was so soft and warm, and the fragrance of his body was even more obsessed with him. Who else could it be except Shanshan?
Chapter completed!