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Chapter 950 Free donation memorial!

"Then can I donate that little red book like my grandparents? I also want to contribute to the country. Didn't you say that is very precious? Then he must be very valuable, and the country must want it very much~ "

Zai Zai took off his little chin on his numb legs, squeezed the two lumps of flesh on his face, and continued to talk excitedly with his pink and tender mouth

"And Grandma Wang also told me a lot of stories about that grandpa. He is really amazing! Grandma Wang said that only by learning from such a powerful person can I become very powerful, so I also want to let more People who can see this, can learn from grandpa like me and become great~”

Red books?
Liu Hongxing thought for a long time but did not realize what Hongben was.

It wasn't until Zai Zai said that it was the grandfather who was good at fighting, playing with cannons, and with long braids, that she realized what the red book Zai Zai was talking about!
Isn't that the memorial to Zeng Guofan that Zai Zai accidentally discovered when she was still working in the steel mill?

Liu Hongxing was so startled that she didn't make a sound for a long time, and she didn't know what she should say right now...

Although he didn't hear as many stories as Zai Zai, she still knew about Zeng Guofan. This memorial is really precious!

His daughter donated this thing when she said she would donate it? !

"Do you want to think about it again? This thing is really precious. After you donate it, it will no longer belong to you. If you want to see it in the future, you can only pay to go to the museum to see it."

"But if I'm at home, only I can see it, but if I take it out, it can be seen by many people. I want more people to know that we had such a powerful grandpa before! And isn’t it necessary for the country? I am a brick of the country, and I can move it wherever it is needed for the construction of the motherland~”

Very good, this slogan is very loud...

But although it hurts, it is really a good thing to donate things to the museum.

And if the memorial stays in their hands, they can only keep it hidden. It's better to let Zai Zai donate it, fulfilling the child's heart!
Gritting her teeth, Liu Hongxing reluctantly agreed to Zai Zai's proposal, and then said something to her own mother. Under the surprised eyes of the other party, the next morning, she hugged Zai Zai and took Yan Yanshi wrapped in red cloth. After reading the actual memorial, I took the bus to the museum...

Today seems to be a day when elementary school groups come to the museum to visit and study, so there are many children queuing up at the door, so Liu Hongxing is not in a hurry. She takes Zai Zai to the bookstore opposite and sits down firmly. She plans to read a book for a while, and wait until the children After we all lined up to go in, they went to buy tickets.

She was reading the martial arts novel in her hand, but Liu Hongxing suddenly felt her sleeve being pulled?
"Mama, how should I write Cang? It's the hide-and-seek Cang~"

Standing on tiptoe with great effort, Zai Zai forcefully stuffed the pen and paper in his hand into Liu Hongxing's hand, and then put on a coquettish smile on his face.

Liu Hongxing smiled and kissed her daughter's chubby little face, then took the pen and paper from her daughter's hand and wrote a sentence on the paper along the words written by Zai Zai, only to find that the content on the paper was ...

"Are you... are you writing a story?"

"Yes, because Grandma Wang is very powerful and knows a lot, so I am afraid that after this thing is given away, they will not know the stories that Grandma Wang told me, and they have never heard of them, so I wrote them down. I want to donate together~”

Liu Hongxing was really surprised, her daughter must be too careful!

Is this really committed to making all children able to learn?

After helping her daughter write a lot of difficult words that she hadn't learned yet, Liu Hongxing guessed that the line outside was almost full, so she quickly got up with her daughter, and went to the opposite museum to buy tickets...

Unlike the others, the two of them went straight to the staff who were standing in the corner staring at the venue after they entered the museum.

Then, under the surprised eyes of the staff, Zai Zai and his mother were taken into an office full of books.

Looking at the grandpa sitting behind the tall pile of books, Zai Zai tiptoed curiously, trying to see exactly what grandpa was looking at.

There are a lot of tadpole characters on it, she can't understand it...

"I just heard from the staff that you two still want to come over to donate antiques?"

Curator Qi pushed the presbyopic glasses on the tip of his nose, smiled and took out a rock candy from the drawer and put it in Zai Zai's palm, then turned around and picked up the plastic thermos to pour hot water for Liu Hongxing.

"Drink your saliva first, little comrade, it is rare to see people with such a high level of ideological awareness as you now, and there are really not many people who volunteer to donate."

"Thank you, Teacher Qi."

Liu Hongxing imitated the staff who brought them in and called Teacher Qi, and then explained why they came.

After learning that it was Xiao Zai Zai who made the donation, Curator Qi looked at Zai Zai more kindly...

"Good boy, the thing you want to donate is worth a lot of money, and maybe its value cannot be measured by money. Even if you know it is so precious, do you still want to donate it?"

Feeling grandpa's gentle touch on top of his head, he rubbed his little head against his grandpa's palm in enjoyment, and then squinted his eyes comfortably like a kitten and said.

"Yes, yes, my grandma Wang also donated a lot of things at that time, I also want to be a good person like him and other grandparents to contribute to the country, and I have learned a lot from this grandpa~ I hope I can also It would be great to have more children learning like me!"

After talking, Zai Zai suddenly remembered the letter he wrote, so he quickly took it out of the big white goose wool bag hooked by his second aunt and stuffed it into Grandpa Qi's hand.

"This is a story I heard from Grandma Wang. I wrote it all down. Can you tell other children about it? As long as one person learns something, it will make a lot of money!"

Touching the light and heavy envelope in the palm of his hand, Curator Qi's heart is full of mixed feelings, his mouth seems to have a thousand words to say, but he doesn't know how to speak...

"Good boy, don't worry, I will keep this thing well, and let everyone who comes to see this memorial be able to hear these stories!"

"Thank you grandpa~"

Zai Zai took out a handful of grandma's sun-dried pumpkin seeds from his pocket and stuffed them with a glance, and then began to chatter non-stop about how she listened to Wang when she did the math problem yesterday. The mathematician's story told by grandma...

(End of this chapter)