Chapter eight hundred and forty-eight the good side
Seeing Fang Hao's smile, Ye Dongling solemnly said: "I'm afraid that woman is even more powerful."
It was originally Ye Dongling's emotional words, but Fang Hao didn't know why, suddenly something moved in his heart, and he did feel that it was a bit strange. His old man could train him to be like this, although Fang Hao never felt that it was the old guy's intention.
Teaching is something I have developed over the years.
But it is undeniable that he still believes that the old guy should be very powerful, but the old guy doesn't dare to face Zhao Fengjiao every time. This in itself makes Fang Hao feel weird. Fang Hao has always felt that the old guy did something and I'm sorry.
Zhao Fengjiao's matter, so I have been avoiding it.
But now when he heard Ye Dongling's reminder, Fang Hao was suddenly shocked. Some unreasonable things happened. If the old guy was a martial arts master, then when Zhao Fengjiao chased him, with the old guy's speed, he could run away in the blink of an eye.
Gone.
But the fact is that many times, the old guy will be chased by Zhao Fengjiao for a long time. Could it be that Zhao Fengjiao is also a hidden master? Otherwise, how can this be explained?
The more he thought about it, the more Fang Hao felt that it might be true. According to his understanding of the old man in his family, the old man was very unafraid. Being afraid of a woman was a strange thing. He could be chased by a woman for several days.
A few nights later, it was a big weird thing!
"Maybe." Fang Hao said uncertainly.
"Fang Hao, if you have the opportunity to visit the Wushu Association, your name is well known throughout our Wushu Association!" Ye Dongling gave her final invitation.
Fang Hao didn't pay attention and responded casually, thinking in his heart, where do I have time?
Deng Meiling remained silent and stared out the window in a daze, not knowing what she was thinking.
Soon, the truck drove to a nursing home. The Lantern Festival had not yet been celebrated, and most of the elderly people still in the nursing home were poor old people who had no children or whose children were unfilial.
The director of the nursing home had been here a long time ago, and he had obviously received the news.
"Ms. Meiling, thank you for sending us supplies for our nursing home." The director of the nursing home looked at Deng Meiling gratefully.
"Uncle Yang, you don't have to be so polite, but the things they wrote to the nursing home belong to you, and half of them were sent to the orphanage." Deng Meiling smiled.
Fang Hao accurately caught the word 'again' in the dean's mouth. It was obvious that this was not the first time that Deng Meiling came to deliver something. Fang Hao was a little surprised. He had never noticed before that Deng Meiling, a girl, was so kind.
That side of me, especially when it comes to framing myself.
At this time, there were several nursing staff beside the dean who were talking in a low voice. These nursing staff were all elderly men and women. After all, a place like a nursing home was quite special. They took care of elderly people who were in their dying years, and some who were unable to take care of themselves.
, young people rarely have this patience.
Soon, people at the nursing home began to unload the goods. Fang Hao and Ye Dongling stood aside and listened to Ye Dongling say: "My apprentice is really kind-hearted. Before she graduated from college, she spent most of the pocket money Chen Yan gave her every year.
In terms of charity, not long after I graduated, I helped Chen Yan manage Tongxing Society. My annual income was very high, and I spent a lot of money in these places. Do you know who built this nursing home?"
"Isn't it a country?" Fang Hao asked doubtfully.
"This is entirely funded by Meiling. There are three nursing homes like this, several orphanages, and many Hope Primary Schools in Jiangsu Province are funded by her." Ye Dongling looked over there with some emotion and looked at the nursing home.
The nurse talks about Deng Meiling.
Fang Hao couldn't help but turned his head and looked over, stunned for a moment. At this moment, Deng Meiling didn't have any aloof and arrogant look. If you didn't look at that extremely beautiful face, she really looked like an ordinary girl having sex with others.
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Fang Hao's ears were very sharp, so he heard the conversation between Deng Meiling and a nursing sister over there: "Sister Qing, you two are not at odds with each other, right?"
"No, since last time, my family has become much more honest, and they don't gamble anymore." The eldest sister, who was called Sister Qing, had a smile on her face, and she had a somewhat cordial feeling towards Deng Meiling.
"That's good. If he is gambling, tell me and I will help you deal with him." Deng Meiling laughed and waved her fist.
"He doesn't dare anymore. Someone almost cut off one of his hands last time. If it weren't for your help, Mei Ling, my hand would have been disabled." Sister Qing looked frightened, and then asked: "Miss Mei Ling, you guys
What kind of business is your family doing? You are so rich. Last time those gangsters were scared to death when they saw you. Now when those gangsters see us, they all stay away from us."
Deng Meiling, who was still smiling at first, turned slightly stiff at this moment, and said with a forced smile: "To do some trading business, those gangsters probably feel that they are in a loss and dare not come to you."
"Well, actually you are talking about those gangsters, those gangsters, they are so abominable. They do loan sharking, drug trafficking, forced girls into prostitution, murder and arson. They do all kinds of evil. Why doesn't God accept these guys! If there were no gangsters, this world would be better.
How wonderful." Sister Qing looked melancholy.
But she didn't see that Deng Meiling's face became a little unnatural, and she said to herself: "My family, if we hadn't used the hundreds of thousands of dollars to buy a house to go to the casino, we should have our own set now.
The house is gone, it’s a pity that it’s all gone.”
As Sister Qing spoke, her eyes turned red, and she was very sad. She gritted her teeth and said: "Those damn gangsters, what kind of casinos are they opening? If there were no casinos, my family would not be so decadent today, and I would not be like this."
It’s hard work, alas…”
Deng Meiling took a deep breath: "Sister Qing, don't be sad, life will always get better."
Sister Qing glanced at Deng Meiling gratefully, feeling that Deng Meiling was an angel on earth who came to save people in need.
Soon, Sister Qing went to help unload the things. Deng Meiling stood there in a daze, with a stiff face and deep guilt in her eyes.
Fang Hao heard the conversation between the two, saw Deng Meiling's expression, and understood Deng Meiling's mood at the moment, because the underworld leader that Sister Qing hated was the woman in front of her who she regarded as a kind angel.
This seems a bit funny no matter how you look at it, but Fang Hao can't laugh at all. Instead, he feels a bit lonely and desolate.
Just like this winter, it is a depressing scene.
Deng Meiling not only gave a large amount of supplies to the nursing home, but also personally distributed a big red envelope with one thousand yuan in it to each elderly person.
When leaving, everyone in the nursing home watched with gratitude as Deng Meiling and others left.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing. Ye Dongling and Fang Hao both had good ears and heard the conversation between Deng Meiling and Sister Qing. (To be continued)