Separated from Xia qingkong these days, mu Chenhao is missing her all the time. Sometimes his feelings are like this. They are always together, but they don't have deep feelings. Once separated, they seem to live like years.
Mu Chenhao naturally responded with a big hug. His powerful chest tightly wrapped Xia qingkong, as if to melt her into his body.
The passers-by and passengers on one side all look at each other. Some of them are blessed, some understand, and more of them are single dogs with resentful eyes. They are very crazy in their hearts.
After that, they got on the bus. Mu Chenhao wanted to call the think tank first, but to his dismay, he forgot to charge his mobile phone again. Because of the frequent use of smart phones, they need to be charged at least once a day, sometimes several times a day.
Because mu Chenhao is busy with his work, he often can't remember to take it out of his pocket to have a look, so he won't find it until he turns off the power.
Xia qingkong smiles. Then she takes out her mobile phone from her bag and hands it to Mu Chenhao. She looks at mu Chenhao's slight embarrassment and says, "husband, use me to fight."
Mu Chenhao looked outside and was about to get home after another intersection, so he waved his hand and said, "forget it. It's coming soon. Let's go home. Wife, when we go to Jianguo Road night market in front of us, let's stop and buy some bacon to take back. "
Summer clear air intimate in Mu Chenhao's arms rubbed rubbed, "or let the driver to buy it."
Mu Chenhao shook his head. "No, we're just browsing together. He doesn't know which bacon is better. Let's go by ourselves."
"Well, listen to you!" Xia qingkong agreed.
Jianguo Road night market is not far from Mu's villa. Inside, there is a bacon restaurant which is very good. The front door is very small, but there are long lines every day. It is said that such a team has been doing this every day for almost ten years.
It's evening now, and the only road left in the city is still shining, with several popular music mixed, indistinguishable and elusive.
The crowd of gratuitous joy is crowded, and everything is covered under the surface of nothingness.
Roadside orderly arrangement of stalls, all kinds of goods, the road is not wide at this time, but it is particularly orderly. The sound of inquiry accompanied by music drowned the laughter of the crowd, and the noise devoured the tranquility of the night.
After waiting in line for a long time, like the most ordinary couple, mu Chenhao and Xia qingkong bought two kilos of bacon. Just as mu Chenhao was carrying a plastic bag to go back, he saw a stall selling fried string was also full of people.
"Honey, what do you sell here? I think business is good. I haven't seen it before. Do you want to try it? " Xia qingkong, like all young girls, can't walk when she sees delicious food.
The driver on one side said with a smile, "it's not long since it's newly opened. It's said that it's delicious, and it seems that a little girl and an old man are busy at the stall."
Mu Chenhao couldn't help looking at it more. Since Xia Qing wanted to eat, he would not be stingy, "boss, two strings of quail eggs, two strings of roast wings, four strings of beef, and a string of tenderloin."
"OK, just a moment. I'll bake it for you right away." The old man yelled, and then roasted quickly.
Looking at that little girl is not very old. She should have been at school, but for various reasons, she can only sell kebabs in the night market. Xia qingkong can't bear it.
Mu Chenhao, of course, saw her meaning and quietly took out a picture of grandfather Mao from his bag.
"Boss, your kebab, a total of 12 yuan, charge you 100, change you 88 Boss, you haven't got the money yet
Seeing that mu Chenhao had gone far away, the boss hurriedly let the little girl live first. He took the 88 yuan with gloves and chased her out.
"Boss, boss..."
Hearing someone shouting behind him, mu Chenhao and Xia qingkong can't help but stop and turn around to see the old man panting to catch up.
"Boss, your change. You left in such a hurry that you forgot to take it. Here you are!"
Looking at the old man's sincere eyes, Xia Qing's hollow and soft place seemed to be hit. She suddenly said, "old man, take the money. It's not easy to do small business. I still have 500 here. You can take it. Buy some things or books for your children."
"I can't, I can't, although I haven't read much, but the basic truth is still clear. You take the money. If you want to help me, you can come and patronize more in the future. My granddaughter can't cope with it alone. I have to go back. You can go!"
With that, the old man trotted back to the stall. Looking at the old man's back, mu Chenhao was also moved. If every businessman, no matter how big his industry is, can hold on to such a simple insistence, it's a wonderful thing.
"Wife, don't think so much. Everyone has their own persistence. I think we should respect them." Mu Chenhao took Xia qingkong's hand and squeezed it with a little force.
Xia Qing nodded, took mu Chenhao's arm and sat in the car again.
"Husband, otherwise, let's set up a fund." Xia qingkong said solemnly.Mu Chenhao was confused by her words, "fund? What kind of fund? "
"It's the charity fund. You see how clever that little girl is. She should study in her own class instead of facing the cruel social pressure when she is so young!"
Xia qingkong's words, let mu Chenhao into meditation, he is not unwilling to set up a fund, but think about how to better help them.
"Wife, I know. Let's set up a sunny Angel Fund in your name, so that patients can be treated, children can be educated and the society can be more warm!"
Said, the car has been parked outside the Mu villa, the first thing after entering the door, mu Chenhao picked up the phone, will set up a clear sky angel fund to tell the think tank, and entrusted him to handle.
At first, the think tank thought that there was something wrong with mu Chenhao, because the fund mu Chenhao asked for was really purely public welfare, relying on Mu's group to invest, operate and make profits, so as to feed back to the society, without any commercial profit nature. Later, after listening to what mu Chenhao saw today, the think tank finally agreed and joined the crowd funding and publicity strategy. Not only Mu's group, but also called on more conscientious enterprises and individuals to join the qingkong angel fund, so as to make the scale of the fund larger, help a wider range of
objects, and have greater social influence. Seeing that her beloved is seriously doing something she decided temporarily because of her sensibility, Xia qingkong's soft heart is touched again. She slowly hugs mu Chenhao from behind. A soft red lip gradually climbs up his face.