"When you are poor, take care of yourself; when you are successful, help the world."
Zhou Jiao knows very well that she hasn’t the ability to help the world yet, and reality doesn’t allow her to take the wrong step. But this time, for these adorable children, she wants to contribute.
After handling some miscellaneous tasks, that night in the living room of the Zhang Family Courtyard in Zhang Family Village, the kang was covered with a pile of notes and cash in denominations of one, two, five, and ten.
"You’ve taken too many lives over the years, and my dad has, too... I don’t know if there’s karma in this world, but doing good deeds never goes wrong. What do you think?"
For his wife’s decision, Zhang Guoqing raised his hand in agreement. In one’s lifetime, doing more good and accumulating virtue may not guarantee rewards, but at least the heart remains peaceful.
"This is what I think, listen first, and help me refine it later."
Zhang Guoqing handed her a glass of water and said gently, "Alright. Take your time, go ahead and say it; whatever decision you make, I’m with you."
Upon hearing his words, Zhou Jiao beamed brightly, "We have over five thousand in cash here now, but making an anonymous donation—giving it out all at once—aside from arousing suspicion from those in the fishing village, it would more likely cause internal disputes."
Zhang Guoqing nodded. That’s certain!
"So I thought of Grandma Song. On the surface, besides the expenses, the salary from both you and my parents, after helping those relatives of the martyrs’ orphans monthly, can yield roughly a thousand throughout the year.
A couple of years ago, we donated the last half of the gold. The time should be counted from last year, and now it’s been more than a year and a half; we should give out two thousand and it shouldn’t draw too much attention. If I donate to Grandma Song’s foundation to help the fishing village kids, wouldn’t that be worry-free?"
Zhang Guoqing glanced at her, was silent for a moment, then shook his head.
His wife fell into the trap again; otherwise, she wouldn’t overlook human nature.
Sometimes, after you take a series of measures, you think you’re proletariat, but there are smart people around, and it might reveal that your family is not short of money, thereby appearing wealthy.
Moreover, some might suspect that the family has already accessed the Gu Family inheritance, so they are carefree and don’t have to save for Ping’an.
Another point, giving donations consecutively isn’t it like slapping the old masters in the face? Before, it was acceptable to think the gold belonged to Gu Ruyi, and we stayed noble. But to donate even the salary would be showing off!
Upon hearing Zhang Guoqing’s concerns, Zhou Jiao slapped her forehead—when emotional, she’d make foolish mistakes! It’s true; now it’s an honor to wear worn-out clothes, but never heard those donating all their assets as national heroes!
There’s the damned envy of the rich! Some people exist in every era. Maybe she’d make a fuss, and in the future, someone will press her to explain the source of the money!
Feeling heartache, Zhang Guoqing squeezed her hand and, frowning, rubbed her forehead disapprovingly. In such a short time, it’s reddened!
Zhou Jiao let out a heavy sigh! It’s hard. Wanting to do something, why is it so difficult!
"What do you think about this?"
Zhou Jiao immediately looked up at him.
With a smile, Zhang Guoqing stroked her head, "You were wrong from the start. Survival, filling the belly trumps everything else. Besides catching fish, those kids at the fishing village can peel shrimp for money. We provide tuition support, but for them, filling their stomachs comes first."
"What do you mean?"
Zhang Guoqing patted her, "Don’t rush. The Ministry of Education has regulations; children with a per capita income below 10 yuan monthly don’t have to pay tuition fees. So we anonymously send five hundred, specifying it’s for children’s tuition. Four hundred kids, at two and a half per person, nearly matches a thousand. This five hundred is the touchstone."
Zhou Jiao caught the meaning of his words. A touchstone? Take this approach, innocent kids might not have calculation, but adults might. If part of the tuition could be waived, this five hundred would support those children.

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