"Commander, are you okay?" The peacekeeping infantry looked at Jiang Ziling behind him. The broken cart fragments were scattered around. The peacekeeping infantry and mobilization policemen looked closely at the girls who rushed down, and subconsciously touched their backs.
Suddenly it was discovered that they had no weapons on them.
"It's finished, it's my stuff!" Lin Qingdai looked a little collapsed and looked at her trolley. All the gifts on it were carefully prepared by her. She had been preparing these things for more than half a month, and she could already give them away today.
How could it be like this halfway through the past?
"I'm fine!" Jiang Ziling took a look around him and saw that he didn't lose a single hair, and his clothes weren't damaged in any way. What could be wrong with him?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we didn't know this would happen!" The girls saw that they had just used too much force, causing Lin Qingdai's stroller to turn into a pile of rags, and all the gifts prepared for the children today had turned into pieces.
Turned into a pile of rags, these gifts are not valuable items, even though this is Lin Qingdai's intention.
Jiang Ziling suddenly looked at the broken items on the ground. There were several rag dolls. She subconsciously reached out to pick up the rag dolls. She found these rag dolls and found that the workmanship of the rag dolls was a bit rough. They did not look like cloth produced in a factory.
On the doll, I found that there are some needlework treatments that look like hand sewing.
The peacekeeping infantryman looked at the little stars folded by hand on his shoes. He subconsciously recalled his childhood past. When he was a child, he also received little stars folded by his parents for him. He also recalled sitting at the desk, his novice teacher.
Teach yourself how to fold.
The mobilized soldier picked up a dusty rag doll and gently flicked the dust off the doll. He gently used his scarred hands to look at the rag doll in his hand and subconsciously touched his backpack. Then he suddenly remembered his backpack.
It was placed in the mining truck, and I also had a similar rag doll in my backpack.
"Hello, little girl, can you sell this doll to me? I can buy it with money." The mobilized soldier was a little excited and took the initiative to run to Lin Qingdai and directly spoke in a requesting tone.
"If you like it, sir, I can give it to you, as long as you like it." Lin Qingdai was also a little afraid of the man in front of her. He had a tall body and a ferocious face. The scars on his face added a bit of ferocity to his face, and she was anxious to let him go.
People are scared, and several girls following Lin Qingdai are a little afraid and hugging each other.
"Girl, we don't mean any harm. It's just that my friend really likes your dolls. We can spend money to buy them without making you suffer." Jiang Ziling didn't know why the soldier was so excited, but
Jiang Ziling believed that she could fulfill the small wish of mobilizing soldiers.
"This doesn't cost a lot of money. Sir, if you like it, I'll give it to you." Lin Qingdai waved her hand, saying that this kind of rag doll really doesn't cost much.
"Girl, otherwise, we can't take your things for free. Let's help you deliver your things." Jiang Ziling motioned to the soldiers not to just stand there and watch, but to come over and help immediately.
"Thank you, thank you!" Lin Qingdai was very grateful that so many people came to help. Each person could pick up several dolls or other gifts and clean them at once, so that they could be delivered to the children on time.
Jiang Ziling saw some blessings written inside the broken glass bottles on the ground. Inside the little folding stars, Jiang Ziling subconsciously opened the little folding stars and found that there were some records inside about wishing the children to study hard, eat on time, and have good health in the future.
Listen to the teacher obediently.
Jiang Ziling suddenly felt that this scene was so heartwarming, and he began to realize why so many people were willing to take such big risks and come to government-controlled areas. What were they pursuing? Isn't their pursuit a disaster?
That touch of warmth before.
"These things are all for the children, right?" Jiang Ziling gently picked up the rag doll that was not broken and decorated with small stars on the ground, but was already stained with dust. Now he realized that these things were for the children.
Who is the target?
"Yes, Sister Lin Qingdai is a very kind person. She spends her own money every month to buy a lot of materials and make gifts for the children with her own hands, like blessing stars in bottles. But Sister Lin Qingdai, please ask around
Let’s write blessings for the children together,” a girl explained.
"Girl, you really have a heart that others envy." Jiang Ziling looked at the small girl in front of her, who was not tall, and suddenly felt that she could persist in doing what she did every month. This kind of spirit and patience is
They are incompatible, but the kindness and simplicity of each other appear so bright and shining in this post-disaster world.
"Sir, this is a joke." Lin Qingdai also felt a little embarrassed. She felt that the man in front of her was very different from other people, but she couldn't explain what it was like.
Jiang Ziling's entire arms were filled with rag dolls of various sizes, and there were two bottles of Little Stars in her pockets. The conscripts and peacekeeping infantry had similar shapes. Several conscripts were very careful and scattered on the ground.
All the little stars that went out were collected again.
"Great, let's go!" Lin Qingdai saw that nothing was missing, which made her very happy. She walked happily while jumping in front to lead the way. Lin Qingdai's friends also held dolls in each hand, happily
He was humming an unknown song in front of him, and from time to time he would look back and make faces at them.
"Let's follow!" Jiang Ziling and the others smiled, and followed them with a long stride. As for their initial thoughts, they didn't know where they were thrown. Go to hell, what else could be better than enjoying this moment?
Is warmth more important? We’ll talk about the fight tomorrow.
"What a rich man!" Two cleaners on the side looked at the banknotes in their hands. This was a task assigned to them by a mobilized soldier. Please help them clean up the debris nearby, and don't forget to give them a few hundred-yuan bills.
, just regard it as the income from this labor.
"Who cares about them? Rich people don't understand!" The cleaner also said he didn't understand. He broke a lot of his things and could still be so happy. Rich people really have different brain circuits!