In the age of rebirth, I became popular in the pastoral live broadcast

No one dared to object, but they had doubts in their hearts, and some couldn't help but ask, "Do you really want to use all the reward tickets to buy things and give them to the lonely old people in the factory? Do you still have to pay for it yourself?"

Song Hongguo said calmly, "I will never go back on my word once I say it."

"Those tickets are quite a lot, are you really willing to give them up?" What kind of ideological awareness does this have?
"There is nothing to be reluctant to do. Help others. Isn't this what the organization has always advocated? Do you want to come together?"

When everyone heard this, their expressions suddenly became stiff, they laughed and made excuses, and left in dejection.

After the door closed, Xu Xianghong praised with a smile, "Hahaha, it has to be you. This counterattack is really beautiful. Not only did they not let them get an advantage, but they also defeated them. Look at their faces just now. They were eaten." They look like flies, and I feel really happy when I see them, so I have to treat them like this."

Song Hongguo said, "This will stop now. From now on, no one will worry about it, find fault with it, and won't be greedy anymore."

Hearing this, Xu Xianghong asked tentatively, "So, do you really plan to give it all to others?"

"Well, rice, noodles, meat, oil, sugar, cigarettes and alcohol will not be given away. The cloth is only ten feet long and can't be divided. Food and drink are the most affordable. Each family has one or two pounds. At least we can eat dumplings during the New Year. ." She had come up with this idea out of desperation just now, but now the more she thought about it, the more she felt that it was a good idea, and it was like killing several birds with one stone.

Xu Xianghong reminded, "The factory only issued invoices, but you had to put a lot of money in them. You might as well be polite. People with brains won't pick on you."

Song Hongguo said, "I just said what I said, how can I take it back?"

"But……"

"It's okay, just do good deeds for yourself. This year, I skipped three levels in a row, and my salary has increased a lot. I should give some blood and repay the factory."

After hearing this, Xu Xianghong finally stopped persuading and said sincerely, "Hongguo, your level is unique in our factory."

Song Hongguo laughed and said, "You think too highly of me. I just rushed my ducks to the top. Don't praise me. If word spreads, someone might think that I am deliberately putting on a show to gain fame for myself."

"Don't tell me, it's really possible."

"So, I don't care what other people think. I just do what I think is worthwhile and have a clear conscience."

At noon, after eating, Song Hongguo went to the department store with money and tickets. She spent all the tickets, bought cigarettes and alcohol, and planned to use them for the wedding banquet, leaving only watch tickets and bicycle tickets.

Back at the dormitory, she bought some more bottles and cans from the mall, divided the ten pounds of oil into ten bottles, cut the meat into about one pound, wrapped brown sugar in paper, half a pound in a bag, and rice and noodles. Calculated by kilogram, if divided like this, it can be delivered to about twenty households. She also added some kudzu root powder. This is an easy excuse. They are all dug from the mountains. It just takes a little effort to eat to nourish the body. A good nourishing product, suitable for the elderly.

When the system saw this, it was full of praise, "How about giving me some more cotton? It's such a winter, this is how to bring warmth."

"No, cotton is too scarce. Where can I find an excuse?"

"You grew it in your private plot. The family will give you a pound of it. If you put it in your cotton clothes, it will keep you warm and resist the wind and snow."

"That's not okay. It's too eye-catching. It's too much and it's not enough. I don't want to be the target of public criticism."

"Okay..." The system muttered unwillingly, "If you do something good and do good things, you still have to hug me. It's not them who suffer."

Song Hongguo said, "Who told human nature to be like this?"

If you can't do it yourself, and you don't want others to be in the limelight, it's best if everyone is mediocre, so that you won't feel jealous, unwilling, malicious, painful, or have life-and-death plots.

"How about going to Jinyi Night Tour? You have accumulated a lot of points. You got the spiritual spring water from Wang Erni. You no longer need to buy high-quality imitations from the drugstore at high prices. How about anonymously donating food and cotton?"

Song Hongguo thought for a while, "Just donate cotton and soybean oil." The system was puzzled, "Why? Food is not expensive, so it doesn't cost many points..."

"As I said before, it's never enough. The biggest shortage right now is cotton. As a strategic material, it's really difficult for people to buy it from the supply and marketing cooperative. Even if you have tickets, it's useless. What we gave to Brother Zeng before is far from enough. There are vacancies, and the price has been raised on the black market, so many people are reluctant to buy it, so they should grab it from formal channels. As for food, it is not so scarce now, and coarse grains are in short supply."

"Okay, it's up to you."

After Song Hongguo bought a large amount of cotton and soybean oil from the mall, her points suddenly dropped to single digits. She picked some more things from the space and handed them over to the system for processing, whether they were handed over to the state or to a serious person. A collector is fine, as long as she gets points of equal value.

She has nothing to feel bad about. Those points used on herself are actually a drop in the bucket, and 90% of them are "walking at night in brocade clothes".

After finishing this matter, she packed another package, put some medicines and food and drink in it, and told the system, "Send it to Professor Ling."

The system didn't ask anything and just agreed. This was not the first time, and naturally, it wouldn't be the last time. Ever since the system developed the function of independent transactions, Song Hongguo asked Professor Ling to deliver it to the farm. In order to avoid arousing suspicion, I did not give many things. I gave milk powder, brown sugar, and when it first snowed, I also gave cotton vests and woolen socks. They were all worn inside, so there was no need to worry about being discovered.

After going to work in the afternoon, Song Hongguo went to the ward for an operation. After finishing her work, she was stopped by Qi Meishu.

"Is something wrong?"

"I heard that you want to buy all the tickets issued to you by the factory and give them to the lonely elderly people?"

When Qi Meishu asked, several young nurses nearby also pricked up their ears.

Song Hongguo smiled helplessly, "Yes, wouldn't everyone know about it by now?"

Qi Meishu said with unclear meaning, "Don't you know how famous you are? I don't know how many people are paying attention to your every word and deed. If you suddenly do such a big thing, who in the hospital can't know about it?" ?”

Song Hongguo raised her eyebrows and said calmly, "That's really my honor."

Qi Meishu asked in a complicated tone, "Why did you do that?"

Song Hongguo said, "Helping others is a pleasure."

Qi Meishu said, "I don't believe it..."

Song Hongguo shrugged, "That's your business and has nothing to do with me."

"Aren't you afraid of being maliciously speculated? You spent your money and tickets in vain. Not only will you not win favor for yourself, but you will also get a reputation for hypocrisy and hypocrisy. Are you not worried at all?"

"do not worry."

"Are you too confident in yourself? You feel like you have everything under your control..."

"What are you thinking about? What does this have to do with self-confidence? Do I believe that there are more smart people in this world, less stupid people, more good people, less bad people, more sober-minded people, less confused people, more magnanimous people, and less petty people? , People who know me don’t need to explain, but for those who don’t understand, it’s useless to explain, what do you think?”

"..."

What else could she say? Song Hongguo's squeeze was too harsh. She is that stupid, bad, confused and petty person. (End of chapter)