I Wore It Back After 60 Years

Chapter 260 Don't Eat Imported Grain

Chapter 260 Don't Eat Imported Grain

Xia Mingxing, he might be a spiritualist.

Even with his boyfriend, Li Xingxing was going crazy.

After staying at home for more than a week, on June 20th, she finished half a box of papers that Chen Nianen had prepared for her. Li Xingxing slipped out of the house and bought a newspaper while mailing it out, when she suddenly saw an explosive news.

The real, much-anticipated headlines.

A staff member selling newspapers at the post office said to her, "Is it true that rich people like to donate money? This person donates more than you."

Li Xingxing said: "I can't compare with him."

She had expected it, not surprised.

Today's headline is: Zhao Haiyun, a big Shanghai capitalist originally from Wutong City, after donating tens of millions of property, spent nearly 700 million US dollars to import 10 tons of grain from abroad, and has now safely arrived at the Shanghai port!

It's all wheat, rice and corn.

On the pier, Zhao Haiyun made proper arrangements for the batch of grain on the spot:
Among them, 3 tons will be used to support impoverished households in Beijing, Tianjin, and Shanghai. Those with an average family income of less than 1 yuan or per capita rations of less than 6 catties can apply. [-] tons will be returned to poor households in Wutong City, their hometown, and the following rural members who lack food. The remaining [-] tons will be sent by the state to the people in the disaster-stricken areas for relief, and strive to send every grain of grain to the people who need it most!

The [-] US dollars donated by Li Xingxing was nothing compared to it, and the attention of the people naturally shifted to Zhao Haiyun, including the residents of Wutong City, who were all talking about it.

Countless applause and praise flooded towards Zhao Haiyun like a tide.

Li Xingxing was very grateful to him.

Finally, I can finally step out of the house and go to school!
When she was in school, she wanted to sleep in at home, but now she sleeps in every day, and she wants to go to school again.

The human heart is just not satisfied!

Look at the roadside scenery, beautiful and beautiful.

Few people paid attention to her. When they entered the classroom, only Zhu Yuanyuan and Xue Cui lent her the review materials they had compiled, "When you are not in school, what the teacher said."

"Thank you!" Li Xingxing took it with both hands.

Zhu Yuanyuan said maliciously: "If you really appreciate it, let me pick a Bragi."

Li Xingxing was stunned: "Didn't you take two dresses from me?"

"My mother paid my salary this month, and she gave me another ten yuan as pocket money!" It's not bad for protecting her mother, Zhu Yuanyuan happily took out a big black ten clap in Li Xingxing's hand, clasping her hands together: "Please!"

Li Xingxing stuffed it back: "There are no new ones, my mother washed them all."

Although some of them have no upper body at all, they don't want to sell to Zhu Yuanyuan for a while!

Learn about hunger marketing.

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanyuan became wilted all of a sudden.

Li Xingxing turned her head to which class she was taking, Zhu Yuanyuan didn't have time to answer, and suddenly heard someone at the door impassioned: "If you kill me, you won't eat imported food! The food bought by capitalists from capitalist countries is stained with the blood and sweat of capitalists' exploitation and squeezing of working people." , the steamed buns made of human blood will corrode our socialist soul! We must resist their erosion!"

Before the words fell, people had already entered the classroom.

Except for the same table, the front and back tables, and the left and right tables, Li Xingxing is not familiar with the classmates in the class. Recently, the class leader Zhang Yuanchao and the impoverished girl who received the donation left a little impression on her.

So she didn't know the boy who was talking to Zhang Yuanchao.

Zhu Yuanyuan muttered: "Fool!"

I am so hungry that I even eat tree bark and grass roots, who cares whether it is imported food or domestic food?It is a blessing to have food to eat.

Li Xingxing has sharp eyes, and she teased: "This classmate keeps saying that he doesn't eat imported food, but why do you use imported food? The other thing in your pocket is a Parker pen? American."

(End of this chapter)

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