How could this reporter do such a thing? Even if it starts from humanitarianism, what can you buy for this dollar? Tell me how to use this dollar to buy what I want. Even if I can buy a pack of cigarettes, I won’t say this reporter. This pack of cigarettes can’t be bought, so I’m not going to be fine. You people in the city do business and want to find someone to find out the news, don’t they just throw a cigarette? Well, even if you are a reporter and you are a very poor person, you have to give one bag of cigarettes. You can’t bear to give one bag of cigarettes. You are planning to ask the villagers for news, so don’t be funny. Anyway, I’m very angry, and I won’t tell you who are playing tricks on who you are?

You have to respect the villagers. You have to pay attention to the value of villagers' intelligence, especially the concerns of the sufferings of villagers, basic living conditions, and human happiness. Should you also emphasize mutual assistance and care between human beings? In contrast, there is also the idea of ​​paying attention to nature or the origin of species. In the earth dynasty, humanitarianism originated from the kind earth dynasty of people, and a trend of thought formed by the Shintoism that ruled society with great compassion. The core of this dynasty is to attach importance to human happiness, the development of the village, and the future of the villagers. This humanitarianism is worthy of our promotion, but they do not want to carry forward such glory, so I am not good.

Now it is also extended to the charitable spirit of helping the weak. When you come to our poor village, we welcome you very much. Of course, you can't come in vain. Do you have to help us? Do you want to find an opportunity to prove your value? Right? It's just that there is a lack of an opportunity to help us. Is the reporter worried that we can't find a place to help us? Are you worried that we can't help us? Are you worried that we can't help us? Now, I will give you this opportunity to help you solve your troubles, help you find the direction of life, and help your life value be sublimated. That is, you help me, I accept your help, and I hope that we both get what we want at the same time, you satisfy me, I also satisfy you, and we are satisfied with each other.

Is this amazing? I have provided you with such an opportunity. If you don’t cherish it, you will regret it. You will regret it in your life. There was a group of people who needed my help, but I didn’t help them. When I regret it, I regret it. If God gives me another chance to help others, I will definitely walk away silently again. I can see that journalists would rather be condemned by their conscience than help us. He feels that they can help, but they don’t want to help others. Why do you think that’s the case for him? He will tell you: I need help, why don’t you come to help me, and let me help you. After listening to his words, do you think you are embarrassed to let others help us? We should rely on ourselves and make more blessings!

God ordered that he was speechless. Looking at the reporter's bag, it was quite large, quite high-quality, and quite pretty. But he didn't expect that he was the kind of person who was a good wallet but was reluctant to spend it. You said you were reluctant to spend money. If you bought a wallet to do anything, you didn't spend money, and the chance to get the wallet naturally disappeared. So things like wallets are meaningless to reporters. There is no difference between having or not, but reporters don't think so. They think that there is still a chance to take out the wallet. Although others took out to give 100 yuan to others to show others how rich they are, our reporter took out one yuan, and I don't know what kind of message they want to convey to us, and I don't want to know.

I have also seen many people who come to play in big cities, but never locked the door like this, and took out a dollar. If other villagers saw that they took out a dollar, they would be able to fight. This would be too insulting, and it would be like our poor villages. We don’t know what money looks like. Our village is poor, but we are not stupid. It would be strange if he treats others like this as a fool and is not beaten by the villagers. Look at other people from big cities, you all come from big cities. Why is the difference so big? I really can’t believe what I see is real, how could I encounter such a weird thing?

People who come from big cities should be richer than us. They come from it just to spend money, not to show their wallets! As long as they are happy, they are willing to spend as much as possible. This is the so-called people in big cities. A reporter like him is from the urban-rural fringe, which is so strange. So, I took out my map without saying a word and asked the reporter if he wants the best, most quality and most detailed map in the village.

The reporter understood that the reason why I didn't lead the way was because I wanted to sell his map. The reporter didn't want to do so at that time, so he had to take out his wallet and prepare to give me one dollar. Although you know, he only wanted to give it 50 cents, but he knew that I couldn't find it, so he generously wanted to buy my map for one dollar.

I looked at the reporter with a very surprised look. What I wanted to convey to him was that one dollar was not enough. I think my eyes had already made the words very clear, and I shook my head. He should understand what I mean, so I naturally felt that one dollar was not enough. He had to give me more money.

The reporter did not expect that I was a financial fan and the amount of money was too little. In order to get the map, this is a real thing. And I need such things, so I can only bear the pain and take out another dollar.

I still shook my head. I was too lazy to talk to him, so of course it was not enough.

The reporter said: Second Place is not enough. You want to take advantage of the situation. You are a greedy child. The reporter looked at me very angry. When I saw that I was very determined, I had no choice but to add more money.

I continued to shake my head, and I was speechless. I added one by one, and cursed in my heart: You kid from a poor village, what money do you want, what money do you want, you can't buy anything here. Even if the online store doesn't deliver goods to you, what's the use of people like you with money. The reporter then said: I didn't expect you to be such a person, I thought you were a fairy child, I didn't expect you to be such a powerful child, how could you bargain with yourself? You don't seem to be a fairy family, you are completely polluted by the stinky smell of the world. I used to like you very much, but now I don't like you anymore. I don't think you are cute or handsome.

I thought to myself that he thought I was having a problem. If I told him that I was taking this money and I just wanted to buy candles, what would he think of me? I probably didn’t want to tell me a word, I didn’t want to stay with me, nor did I have any interaction with me. After all, if any child in any family has pocket money, they will charge game coins or buy food, so how could they buy candles? It’s really the earth is so big that everyone has, and I probably have unique existence like this. Unfortunately, I am a very low-key child, and I don’t want to show off the past.

Well, it's not worth showing off, so I didn't show off. If I got a double 100% test, I'd like to talk about it all day long.

You still want to make an idea for me. Who wants you to think I am good? You are not a little girl. If you say this, I will forget it. You are a big man, it is too disgusting to say this to me. I can't stand this reporter anyway. It seems that the whole world should like you reporters. If you do good deeds, we will naturally like you. If you want to come here to cheat, I am sorry for God's instructions not to take your tricks.

The reporter was cruel and added another dollar. It looked at me with a very contemptuous look, thinking that the hateful thing I was. The reporter said: I didn’t expect you to be such a vulgar person. I really misjudged you. I have always regarded you as my god since I saw you. I didn’t expect you to refresh my bottom line again and again. You made me add three times in a row. You are cruel. I have been in the city for so long, and I have never added three times in a row to a deal. You are the first. Do you know? Every time you add, you refresh my bottom line again; you again, I refresh it again; you come like this three times in a row, and I brush it three times, that’s not to mention how hateful it is.

I am speechless, you are refreshing my bottom line again and again. I also have a temper. If you add one piece at a time, I will add one layer of anger in my heart. If you add another piece, my anger will reach the second level. If you do, you will add three times in a row, and my anger will be added to the third level at once. I am not angry yet, but you are the evil one complained first and said that I have refreshed your bottom line. I didn't say that you have refreshed my temper and brought my temper to a new level. If we were not without any resentment, we were just passers-by, if we had a little revenge, then I would get angry. I told you that I got angry, my parents were afraid of me!
Chapter completed!