Chapter 345 On the magical fundraising journey of Lord Dudu
ps: Dudu rolls around and asks for a monthly ticket. If you don’t give it, I wish you Dudu will get upper body and wet the bed at night.
I had a good rest yesterday and I feel better today. I am trying to get the third update and ask for monthly votes.
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Dudu pouted, and the little kid turned his back to Li Han, puffing up his fleshy little face angrily. "Dudu, don't be angry, daddy will accompany you to collect donations."
, okay?" The little guy just yelled to talk to his mother, but Li Han didn't respond and got angry.
The little mouth pouted at Lao Gao and ignored his father. Li Han hugged Dudu over, pinched his fleshy little face, and rubbed his chin with his stubble, finally making Dudu laugh. "Dad does this every time,
Dudu won’t play with daddy next time.”
Dudu is a bit young, the adult said. Bao Bao and Michelle nodded in unison. Uncles are so stupid and can only prick people with their beards. Li Han blushed and coaxed children. Li Han was not too familiar with this business.
, this little Dudu is just a few months old. "Be good, don't be angry, daddy will think of new ways to make Dudu happy next time."
"Um."
Dudu clapped his little hands happily, and Li Han was startled. The little one had just pretended to be angry. Li Han grabbed Dudu and scratched it. "Dad lied, saying he wouldn't scratch." "Who told you to be a little kid first?
The ones who lied to dad were Bao Bao and Michelle."
Li Han tried to catch Li Han, but Bao Bao and Michelle screamed in fright. They got up from the sofa and ran out of the living room. Dudu broke free from Li Han's clutches and ran to join Bao Bao and Michelle. When they left the small building, they still
I never forgot to stretch my little head and say to my father, "Dad, come chase Dudu."
Li Han smiled and clapped his hands, stood up, turned around and ran away with a "Dudu" sound, and looked back from time to time. After playing around for a while, Li Han held Dudu in his arms. "Be good, let's go, it will be late."
But I can’t raise any money.”
Li Han put up a sign on his pumpkin cart. Fundraising is not a simple matter. It requires some procedures. Li Han spent a lot of time and asked someone to handle it for Dudu. Otherwise, it would not be a mess if all the donations were collected immediately. At least there was supervision.
There are records.
Didn't I contact the Montana Animal Protection Organization? I didn't expect that a small fundraiser would be a lot to do. I set up an animal protection organization account, and the accounts were transparent. It took three people to handle the account. But after a lot of thought, I finally solved it.
, you don’t have to wait for the organization to send someone over to follow you throughout the process.
When I came to the small town, I didn’t expect that the person sent by the animal protection organization was Cynthia. “Why is it you, Cynthia?” “I forgot to introduce, I am a member of the Montana Small Animal Protection Committee, Pandora, can the teacher accompany us to raise funds?
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"Um."
Dudu happily took Cynthia's hand and raised her head. "Teacher, take the car." "Thank you." Cynthia smiled at Li Han, who was a little dazed. She got on the pumpkin cart and moved the pumpkin backwards. The space in the pumpkin cart was much larger.
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When we came to the town, the tuk-tuk parked next to the little angel women's fundraiser. A dozen little girls wearing little angel suits kicked Li Han and his group with some anger. It was not easy to raise donations. Under the shadow of the economic crisis, most residents
They are in urgent need of money. In this case, at least a few people will donate some money, but more of them are ignoring it, not indifference.
The Women's Protection Association spent a lot of effort to choose this nice place, but Dudu and his party occupied it as soon as they arrived. "Humph." Dudu blinked and looked at the elder sister next to him. "Sister Angel, you
What's wrong?"
Although Dudu was wearing a little devil suit, his face was clean and he was a very beautiful little devil. The angel girl Milan looked at the cute little devil, snorted and walked away. "It seems that we are in the way of others, Dudu, let's go to the other side.
Right." "But, these are places where Dudu sells vegetables."
Dudu's little mouth pouted, "Dudu, Dudu don't want it." Li Han wanted to persuade him again, but he looked around and saw that there was no parking space, so he had no choice. "Okay, let's stay here, but we can't disturb others."
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When the little angel Milan walked by holding the donation box, Dudu jumped out of the car. "Sister, Dudu donate money." Although Dudu is where Dudu sells vegetables, my sister is here first. "Do you have money?"
Milan was a little surprised and stopped.
"Well, Dudu has five dollars."
Dudu only has five dollars of pocket money, and he has spent all the one hundred dollars his father gave him to buy bottles. There are many small bottles in Dudu’s little schoolbag, which contain boiled medicine for the sick grandfather and grandma on the street. Dudu
Looking at Milan not wanting it, he thought it was missing, and pouted. "Dudu only has five dollars left. I will donate it to my sister when Dudu makes money." "Dudu? What a strange name." "Wow, I forgot about it, no.
My name is Dudu, sister, and my name is Pandora."
"Hey, Pandora, that's weird too."
Milan felt that the cute little girl in front of him was very strange. The pronunciation of Dudu was strange, and the name pandora had a strange meaning. She was such a strange little girl. "Little sister, I can't ask for your money." "Why?" "Sorry to bother you.
If it’s your turn, please accept it.”
Li Han said with a smile. "I am Pandora's father. Although this money is small, it represents Pandora's sincerity." "Okay, thank you little sister." Milan smiled and knelt down and handed the donation box to Dudu.
, the height of the donation box was now a little lower than Dudu, Dudu easily stuffed five dollars into the donation box. "Sister, aren't you angry?" "Sister has never been angry." Milan smiled and touched it.
Dudu**, what a cute and strange little devil girl.
Dudu made a sound, and went back to his father to ask for the small pumpkin donation box. The big pumpkin donation box was opened, and Li Han took out the small pumpkin donation boxes one by one and handed them to Dudu, Baobao, Michelle, and Cynthia brought one.
The three little guys hung it directly on their chests, holding it in their little hands. The pumpkin flesh was hollowed out. It was not heavy, so it was quite fun. "Han, these are all designed by you." "No, these are all designed by Pandora and Baobao.
I'm just helping to fix this."
Li Han patted the big pumpkin donation box. Li Han locked it and hung up the sign. The car parked here. If anyone donates, they can stuff it in. There is a record book next to it, but sign your name. Donating without signing is actually not a good thing.
Well, how should I put it, donations must be transparent, and at least the source of the money needs to be known. As for the unknown heroes, although they are worthy of admiration, they may not be a good thing for charities and supervisory agencies.
Dudu took the baby and Michelle and followed the angel sister Milan closely. Milan was a little helpless. Dudu's three little guys were obviously cuter than him, and the donation pumpkin box was also cute. "Pandora, don't follow me."
Am I okay?"
Dudu raised his little head. "Why, Sister Angel." "We are different. Look, the words on the donation boxes are different." "Oh, sister, why are yours different?" Dudu looked at it,
Sister Baobao and Sister Michelle are both like Dudu.
Milan was stunned, why is mine different, ah, no, I'm the one who asked you. "Pandora, let's separate, I want to go here." Milan felt that being entangled with a little one made him very depressed. He planned to fight with this
There were so many problems that the three little guys were separated.
"oh."
Dudu, the baby, and Michelle immediately turned around. Milan walked a few steps and felt something was wrong. He looked back and saw three little guys following him closely. "Sister, Dudu is lost." Dudu looked confused.
He looks like a lost little lamb.
Milan stood still, Dudu and the baby, Michelle ran over. "Sister, where are you going?" "I don't want to leave." Milan stood directly on the side of the road, Dudu, his little mouth.
The baby tugged at Dudu. "Sister Dudu, shall we go? No one here donates money."
Everyone I met along the way didn't donate money. Baobao and Michelle all had empty boxes. "Well, I didn't donate any money."
Dudu tilted his little head and thought, "Dudu thought of it."
As he said this, Dudu patted the small backpack he was carrying. When he opened the door of a shop on the roadside, Milan was stunned for a moment. "Pandora." Before Milan could stop him, Dudu had already brought the baby and Michelle.
The son went in.
Don't just go into other people's stores when collecting donations. Milan was afraid that Dudu and the others would be kicked out. He quickly opened the door, but the scene he saw made Milan feel like he was hallucinating. The three Dudus were sitting on the sofa, and the shop owner actually gave the three little ones money.
The guy brought snacks and drinks. Dudu was not polite at all, let's eat. "Hi." The owner, a white-bearded white man, thought that Milan and Dudu were together and invited him to sit down for a drink. The owner took out twenty dollars and put five dollars in a small donation box.
Dollar.
Dudu, Baobao, and Michelle jumped off the sofa after eating and said goodbye. Milan stood up in a daze and followed. Then the street fundraising turned into shop fundraising, and many shop owners even stood at the door to welcome them. This may cause discomfort for those who stand at other people's doorsteps.
For Milan, who was collecting donations on the street, it was so shocking that he felt dizzy all the way.
But the constant increase of dollars in the donation box reminds Milan that all this is real. Bao Bao and Michelle are very happy. There are many snacks and their bags are full. "Sister Dudu, you give these to grandpa and grandma.
What’s the bottle?” “Dudu’s medicine.”
Dudu jumped up and down the front, eating and drinking along the way. Milan followed him to the end of the street. Dudu, baby, Michelle, and Milan went into twenty various shops.
One person raised $100, plus lots of snacks.
Dudu secretly looked at the money in the little pumpkin. There was a lot of money, so he walked back to the other side. Who knew, there were several shopkeepers here waiting for Dudu and others to arrive, preparing snacks, ten dollars or five dollars.
, and stuffed it into a few donation boxes.
While waiting for Baby Dudu, Michelle returned to the parking lot in the square. Each of the little ones had more than one hundred and fifty dollars in their boxes. Milan met Morgan Lilly, a fellow member of the Women's Protection Association. "Milan, what did you just do with these things?"
Do you want to play with me little one?"
Milan nodded blankly, and his mind was full of chatting and saying hello to various shopkeepers. Each shopkeeper greeted him, served snacks and drinks, and paid each person $5 or $10 when he was done. Never less than $5.
Dollar.
Milan stood on the side of the street all morning, and only had five dollars a time, which was mostly cents, one dollar or the like. "Hmm" "Milan, are you crazy? You are following these little guys, how can you possibly raise money?"
Money, huh, Ella and the others just raised more than two hundred dollars for the Children's Protection Fund this morning, and we still don't have one hundred dollars." "What about you, do you have ten dollars?"
Morgan Lily and four or five others looked at Milan, a little angry. Dudu returned to the pumpkin cart, put the small pumpkin box back on the big pumpkin cart and ran over, pulling Milan along. "Sister, let's have snacks." (
