The Notre Dame system is arrogant again

Chapter 352 The Meaning of Helping Others

When Tang Ming heard that it wasn't what he thought, he looked a little better, but he's so cute, what the hell is this!

He found out that as long as he talked to this little girl, he became very ignorant.

He didn't know which dynasty that Bai Juyi was from last time.

But judging from the verse in the flowery underpants, it doesn't look like it was written by an unknown person. It can only be said that he is ignorant and ignorant.

It's even more frustrating to think about it.

"Don't get me wrong, I didn't scold you, cute means cute, and it's a compliment." Zhang Xiaohua hurriedly explained again.

"Where did you learn all this? Why haven't I heard of it?" Tang Ming said angrily.

"Country dialect, it's normal if you don't know it." Zhang Xiaohua said casually, not wanting to continue the topic, and said, "Have you finished eating? I'll pack it up after eating."

"Go to beggars for the beggars below again?" Tang Ming snorted, "Let me tell you, most of them are not real beggars, and they are all doing bad things. By the way, did you hear that you were kidnapped?" Nine out of ten people like this did it, and now the court is encircling and suppressing it."

It's no secret that she was abducted, and Zhang Xiaohua didn't care about it.

"I know, you're talking about those old beggars, those little ones haven't broken to that extent, maybe it will be better just because of my meal? You haven't heard of it, giving people roses, Does your hand have a lingering fragrance?"

What an allusion this is!
Tang Ming felt that although he didn't read much, he must have read more than the little girl in the country, but he had never heard what this little girl said!
"What is this?"

"This is a story. It tells about a little flower girl who sold all the flowers, but there was only one rose left, but it was already late, and she gave this flower to a young beggar. "

"The young beggar had never received flowers before, and thought they were quite fresh. He took them home and found a bottle, filled it with water, plugged it in, and put it by the bed before going to sleep."

"The next morning, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw the still bright rose beside the bed. The sun shone on it, which made him feel holy and beautiful. But when he looked at the bottle again, he immediately felt uncomfortable. A dirty, dirty bottle is not worthy of a beautiful rose."

"The beggar got up and cleaned the bottle, put fresh flowers in it again, um, it's much more pleasing to the eye this time! But seeing the broken things around the bottle, he felt that it was an eyesore, so he started to clean it up. But after cleaning up, look at the mess. The house, shaking his head, was too dirty. Just like that, he cleaned up the house too. "

"The room is bright and clean, and I look at the beautiful rose again, um, it's much better this time. But when I saw my dirty self, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I took a bath and had my hair cut Sitting on the edge of the bed and looking at the flower this time, the whole person is refreshed. He likes himself now and never wants to go back to the past, so he found a promising job and started A decent and clean life.”

"You see, the little girl just sent a flower casually, but changed a person, so helping others is very rewarding."

Tang Ming disagreed.

"What is a promising job? Let me tell you that if you become a beggar and become a leader, it will be very promising. As for cleanliness, a beggar knows what cleanliness is!"

Zhang Xiaohua was so angry that she couldn't communicate, did they mean the same thing!

It was a waste of her feelings to talk to a duck.

Seeing Zhang Xiaohua's annoyed look, Tang Ming giggled.

"I know, this is just a story, the important thing is the moral. By the way, how old is this story?"

"A baby's story!" Zhang Xiaohua said angrily, "A rich man like you who doesn't worry about food and drink doesn't understand the meaning of helping others!"

Before Tang Ming spoke, Tang Ming's servant was unwilling.

"Little girl, what are you talking about? My young master sets up a porridge shed to give out porridge every year! Also, this time, he quarreled with the master because of doing good deeds. If you don't know, don't talk nonsense. Isn't it just giving the little beggar Huazi a bowl of wontons?" Well, my young master bought it with money, what are you so proud of!"

Zhang Xiaohua was stunned.

Tang Ming was very helpful to these words.

"Little girl, if you understand the meaning of helping others, the important thing is to help others."

Zhang Xiaohua immediately nodded vigorously.

"You're right, you're right! I was wrong. I shouldn't have made random comments without knowing it clearly. Brother Tang, I'm sorry." Standing up, he bowed deeply to Tang Ming.

"All right, all right, I don't know you yet, stop pretending there." Tang Ming curled his lips.

Zhang Xiaohua asked with a giggle.

"The master he is talking about is your father, right? Why did you quarrel with your father when you did good deeds?"

Seeing that the young master didn't blame him for talking too much, the boy continued.

"I donate porridge every year and the number of people decreases every year. The master thinks it's useless, so just make sense. It rained heavily a few days ago, and there was a flood in Pingzhuang. The young master went to give porridge and was scolded by the master. Come here to relax."

Tang Ming said a lot of words happily, and drank a lot of wine. At this time, his face was a little red, and he looked at Zhang Xiaohua in a drunken way.

"Actually, what my father said is correct. The number of people who give porridge every year is not decreasing, and more and more. This is not big at all. Little girl, you must not know that money is actually worthless Yes, food is valuable!"

Tang Ming was a little drunk, tapped his fingers on the table and said.

"In your eyes, I'm just a young man who eats, drinks and has fun. In fact, I'm wrong. Let me tell you, when I was a child, I encountered a great famine. There was no food. What to eat, I ate dirt. I don't know how many people died of eating. My family Some people ate to death, I just watched his belly bulge so big, I still can't forget it!"

Zhang Xiaohua really didn't expect Tang Ming to have such an experience, she said it strangely.

"Isn't your family very rich? Is it a big family? How could such a thing happen?"

"Rich, big family?" Tang Ming laughed, and the laugh turned into a sneer at the end, "You are talking about the Tang family, not my family, understand? Little girl, the Tang family is very big, my family is just a branch, very small a branch of the

Zhang Xiaohua still doesn't understand, is it that a very small branch has such a good relationship with that white as snow and blue cloud? They said that they are the sons of the prince, which means that their father is the prince.

It is still a very small branch that can get along with the children of the prince's family, so what will happen to the main branch of the Tang family?

Or are these two princes worthless?

Tang Ming didn't know that Zhang Xiaohua was thinking about this, so he thought to himself.

"My father has always wanted to join the master's family, so he worked hard to manage it. Doing good things is a business that loses money, so he naturally didn't do it."

(End of this chapter)