Chapter 297 294. How nice
After getting in the car, Zhang Feng kept grinning.

And Luo Yihang was smiling bitterly.

I didn't maintain the posture again, alas.

In order to save face, Luo Yihang said to his uncle: "Uncle, when we go to select employees today, you have to agree to a few of my requests."

"Well, you said."

"I will only hire the right people, and the unsuitable ones cannot be forced on me."

"Ah."

"As for the salary, it won't be too high at the beginning, but food and accommodation will be provided. There will also be a three-month probation period. You can't treat the people you introduced differently just because you are my uncle. My place is a company, and we have to ensure fairness."

"Ah."

Zhang Feng had no reaction to these two conditions, and Luo Yihang felt something was wrong.

"Uncle, don't you want to say something?"

"There's nothing to say. What you said are not conditions. They should all be met."

After a pause, Zhang Feng said in a tone full of emotion: "Hang, you are a good person."

"Hey, uncle, why are you cursing?"
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If the secret is revealed, then the secret will be revealed.

Luo Yihang stopped pretending.

Anyway, not once did I succeed.

Just like the community group buying that he had always dreamed of, it had never been successful.

Drove to the county town.

Foping County is a town with only one street, a vegetable market, a bridge, a few rows of houses, a population of less than 10,000, no traffic lights in the entire city, and only ten taxis.

Luo Yihang drove straight to the vegetable market, opened the back cover of his car, and told his uncle, "You know what's needed over there, open it up and fill it up. I'm going to be generous for once today."

Zhang Feng smiled and pointed at Luo Yihang, not being polite.

Why be so polite to your own nephew?

I took Luo Yihang to the vegetable market and bought some cooked food, fried chicken nuggets and fruits.

There were just a few bags, and the two of them came out carrying them.

Luo Yihang was puzzled, "Why did you buy so little?"

He patted his pocket and said, "Don't worry, I have money."

Zhang Feng smiled when he heard this, "Don't worry, I won't be polite with you, let's go to the entrance of the middle school."

To be precise, it is the stationery store in front of the middle school.

This uncle is really rude.

Boxes and boxes of notebooks, watercolor pens, crayons, sketchbooks, and diaries with pictures.

Then we went to the supermarket and bought two carts of snacks, candies and desserts.

Then went to the toy store.

Educational toys, sports equipment, plush toys, dolls.

It is said that there are a lot of little girls.

The car was half full of toys.

Zhang Feng said that special schools have no shortage of food, clothing and shelter, and the funding is sufficient.

But there is no funding for toys and snacks.

The kids like it again.

He usually gives a little, but it’s not enough to share.

I'm leaving soon and won't be able to come here often.

Luo Yihang came to the door again, and it happened to be Luo Yihang’s “big customer”.

"Eat, eat, eat as much as you want." Luo Yihang was very generous, "Is there a TV in the school?"

"Yes, there is a TV in the activity room, and the children can watch it for a while every night."

"One is not enough, so buy two. There are many children, and they like to watch different programs. Buy two more and share them."

Then I moved two more televisions.

It took more than two hours to shop, and the car was really packed.

Through this purchase.

Luo Yihang truly witnessed the "prestige" of his uncle.

No matter where you go, there are people greeting you.

As soon as I introduced him as my nephew, he was all smiles and started praising me.

Some are not good at expressing themselves, or cannot think of words.

Okay, okay, read a few more too.

When shopping, no matter which store you go to, you will always recognize my uncle.

When they heard about sending gifts to special schools, they either gave a big discount or sent a lot of gifts without hesitation.

More often than not, both come.

Even in the supermarket, when I was checking out after taking the items, the manager recognized me.

Although supermarkets have regulations, they cannot give discounts privately.

The manager still asked people to take out several boxes of snacks from the warehouse, insisting that they were about to expire and asked them to take them with them, otherwise it would be a waste to dispose of them.

When they were delivered to the car, Luo Yihang took a peek and saw that they were all new...

Kindness really is powerful.
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Foping’s Special Education School is located about ten minutes’ drive outside the county town, on a flat land in the mountains.

The place is not big.

One building, one courtyard, that's all.

The conditions were better than Luo Yihang had imagined.

At least the windows are clean, the bedding is clean, and there is no peculiar smell.

It is impossible for a school like this to be completely tasteless.

There are a dozen teachers, or staff members, and seventy to eighty children/teenagers/young people in the school.

Except for the principal and four teachers, I found that the other teachers also had some shortcomings.

Luo Yihang didn't want to talk about the process of the visit.

Sore eye sockets.

Just keep thanking, keep thanking, keep thanking.

There will be 20 children graduating this year, all of whom can take care of themselves.

Well, although it is said to be this year, there are actually several who graduate every year.

It is very difficult for people with special education to find jobs.

The company won’t accept it, and even families don’t want it.

I can only stay in school year after year.

Those teachers were actually old and couldn't leave, so they just stayed and became teachers.

Luo Yihang recruited seventeen of them.

There is really nothing we can do about the other three.

When he left, he donated another 50,000 yuan to pay several months' salary to those non-staff teachers.
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On the return trip.

Luo Yihang understood why his uncle had remained the same for decades.

When they entered the school, a large group of children, who might be ugly, might have strange expressions, might look awkward, but all had smiling faces, shouted “Uncle Zhang”, and ran over with their arms outstretched.

Luo Yihang was really jealous.

"Uncle, you should learn how to drive when you get back. My company has plenty of cars, and we'll need a few more after the New Year."

"When the time comes, you will have your vehicle license. If you don't mind the fatigue and want to come back to visit during your break, you can drive back by yourself. I will pay for your gas, tolls, and shopping."

"If you ask me, you'd be better off just taking care of those mentally handicapped children instead of doing this and that."

"You watch them, teach them, and see them go through decades of life like normal people, integrating into society and life."

"After looking around today, I found that my place is really suitable. I'm a farmer, so I have simple interpersonal relationships, so I can be a transit point."

"If those kids come here, maybe they will become smart one day and have their own pursuits."

"Don't worry, my place is full of problem teenagers, those who dropped out of junior high school, those who are just hanging around, they all get taught well by me."

"A few days ago, there were two kids who came to my place and came back home to study again, preparing to take the college entrance exam."

"I held a farewell party for them. The two kids cried and said they would come to help me with work after they finish their studies."

"How nice."

Luo Yihang was deeply touched today.

Or rather, stimulated.

I have a lot of things to say that I want to get out.

There is no purpose either.

There is no conditioning either.

It doesn't make sense either.

I just want to say that I feel uncomfortable holding it in.

Zhang Feng sat in the passenger seat and listened quietly.

Until Luo Yihang came to an end.

Then he sighed, his tone filled with emotion, expectation, and memories.

"Yeah, how nice..."

(End of this chapter)