Mr. Gu, my wife went to the men's department to register for you again.

Han Ruoxing came back to her senses and shook hands with the other party, Thank you very much for your support to the welfare home.

Not only was this man's face tightly covered, he even wore gloves on his hands when shaking hands.

When shaking hands, Han Ruoxing could feel that the other person's hand was not big. He had never seen a man with such small hands. Could it be because he was short?

The other party said, Money is something that I can't take with me until I die. If I can help more people while I can still move around, it can be regarded as accumulating some virtue for myself.

These words are as good as his last words, seeing through the world of mortals.

Han Ruoxing looked at the other person. To be honest, the wrapping was too tight, and the only thing that could be seen was the eyes.

But he doesn't look that old.

A strange person.

You...how have you been doing these years?

The other party suddenly asked this question.

Han Ruoxing was stunned for a moment, his eyes darkened, Do you know me?

There was no change in the other party's eyes. It was like a casual mention, and he said, I have met your mother He Yurou several times.

Almost all of He Yurou's friends came to the funeral.

She and her friends looked at He Yurou's address book and posted obituaries one by one.

She had never seen this person at the funeral.

During the years when her mother was lying on the hospital bed, she never saw such a person visiting her.

How many times have we met to make such a deep impression?

And if you want to do good deeds, why don't you donate? Why don't you donate to the welfare home that your mother once funded?

Han Ruoxing thought for a while and said, It turns out he is an old friend of my mother, Mr. Shan. Can you leave me your contact information? My mother always said that she started her business when she was young thanks to the friends around her. She has to move around a lot during the holidays, and she happens to be visiting relatives tomorrow. , I’ll pay her a visit.”

I don't live in Jiangcheng, the other party said calmly, I just came here... I have something to do and I will leave in two days.

Don't live in Jiangcheng? Han Ruoxing paused, From what Mr. Shan said, he is a native of Jiangcheng. Why don't you live in Jiangcheng?

The other party paused, and his voice was a bit colder, This is my private matter, there is no need to tell Miss Han so clearly, right?

Han Ruoxing pursed her lips, Sorry, I was presumptuous.

Mr. Shan's expression was a little complicated, and after a long time he said to the dean, Since we have guests, I won't bother you.

The dean repeatedly tried to persuade him to stay, but to no avail, and finally stood up to see her off.

Han Ruoxing followed behind, sizing up the man, and calmly took a photo of him with his cell phone.

The dean was worried that what Han Ruoxing had just said was rude, so he kept explaining for Han Ruoxing.

Mr. Shan waved his hand and was about to speak when a child rushed over and bumped into him. The hat on his head fell off, revealing the sparse top of his head.

Han Ruoxing was stunned, and the latter hurriedly picked up the hat and put it on himself. The movement was so big that his hands were shaking.

The dean was so embarrassed that he scolded the children who ran over, and then apologized to Mr. Shan.

The other party had a pale face, said nothing, turned around, got in the car, and left quickly.

After the people left, the old dean sighed, He is also a poor man.

Han Ruoxing thought, Dean, are you familiar with Mr. Shan?

The old dean shook his head, He only came here twice, and each time he came with cash. When he came back last time, I saw that the medicine he took was an anti-cancer targeted drug. He must be sick. The illness is not serious.

Thinking about the thinning hair on his head when his hat fell off just now, it was probably a sequelae of chemotherapy.

Could it be that he is dying and wants to do some good deeds?

Han Ruoxing frowned, always feeling that that person was weird.

And donating cash is kind of weird these days.

The first time it was 100,000, and the second time it was 200,000. It wouldn’t be easy just to bring over the cash, right? Mainly because it's unsafe.

She looked down at the photo, and all she could see were those eyes. She paused with her fingers on the photo for a few seconds, then turned to open WeChat and sent a message to Song Tianjun,

Brother, please help me find a person named Dan Chao.

Song Tianjun is still on the plane, and he probably won't be seen until he gets off the plane.

Song Tianjun had been away for three days, and Su Wanqin was restless and anxious every day.

On the fifth day of the lunar month to welcome the God of Wealth, Song Tianjun came back.

Han Ruoxing and Gu Jingyan went to pick up the plane, and the three of them returned to the Song family together.

Song Wanqian didn't say anything, but she was worried about her son's visit for the past few days. After all, the phone call from the embassy back then was hard not to cause a psychological shadow.

After arriving home, making tea and taking a short rest, Song Wanqian asked, How is it? Have you found out the cause of the plane accident?

Song Tianjun took a sip of tea, put down the cup and said, Found it.

Song Wanqian hurriedly asked, What's the reason?

Su Wanqin lowered her head and peeled the orange with a calm expression.

Song Tianjun glanced at her lightly and sighed, The windshield hit something and broke into pieces. The console lost control and crashed. It was an unnecessary disaster.

Song Jiayu said, I said it must be an accident. Ruoxing also mentioned that it was man-made before. He would check it every time before taking off. How could it be man-made?

Han Ruoxing ignored her and turned to look at Song Tianjun, Brother, is this the official investigation result?

Song Tianjun nodded, The body has not been found yet, and it is estimated that many of them will not be found. I asked Rong Xu to take care of the family there, and we will discuss compensation issues after the family members calm down.

He paused and said hoarsely, It's still an hour before the captain can pick up his daughter.

Su Wanqin sighed, Fortunately, I didn't receive it. If I did, how could the family bear the loss of a husband and a daughter in one day?

Then he said to Song Wanqian, Old Song, can you give me more compensation? I can post some here. It's not easy for orphans and widowed mothers. I came here too, and I know how difficult it is.

Song Wanqian sighed, You don't need to say this, it should be.

Gu Jingyan looked at Su Wanqin for a while and suddenly said, Uncle Song, I think that instead of paying more compensation, I can arrange a job for the family of the deceased. I heard from Tian Jun that the captain's daughter also learned to make perfume, and I graduated half a year ago and am currently looking for an internship company.”

Su Wanqin paused and was about to speak when Gu Jingyan said, Aunt Su also came here like this. She should know better than teaching people how to fish. In your company, she can learn a lot of skills.

When Song Wanqian heard this, he immediately said, Of course, he said to Song Tianjun, Tianjun, when the funeral affairs here are settled, prepare a generous gift. Then I will go with you to settle this matter. It’s done.”

If we hadn't flown the plane, this kind of accident wouldn't have happened. Now that the person is gone, we have to take good care of his family and make him feel at ease when he leaves.

Song Tianjun nodded, I understand, Dad.

Su Wanqin's lips trembled, Song Wanqian made the final decision and had no intention of discussing it with her.

When is Caline a trash heap? All cats and dogs are stuffed inside!

(None today) (End of chapter)