Like the beginning of all stories, spring is indeed the season of resurrection for all things.
Especially Yaozhou, located in the southeast of the mainland, received warm air earlier than other cities. Many flowers that only bloom in late spring or early summer in the interior have already bloomed in Yaozhou. Although there are not so many open fields, the greening here has always been very good.
Wu Hui packed up and walked on the way to her destination. This weekend is the day to volunteer at church. The location is not the largest church in Lingang - there are churches all over Yaozhou and public welfare schools organized by the churches. This job was first mentioned by Adler on the day of the treat, but Wu Hui only listened to it because he was just eating. Later, Qiwen told her again in the newspaper office, explaining in more detail, and she became slightly interested.
Today is not the first time she has gone. It doesn't count as forming a habit, it doesn't count as pure love, and there's no way to talk about realizing the value of life - she just thinks it's somewhat interesting. The work in the newspaper office is either busy or idle. If there is no big news this week, just curling up in the apartment on the weekend is quite boring. She wanted to find something to do and she enjoyed it.
The weather was nice, the sun wasn't too bright and there wasn't much wind. The chirping of insects and birds gradually started to sound on the street. She was holding her briefcase in a very light mood. The afterimages of the nightmares of the past few days have slowly dissipated. As she was walking, she noticed a black-and-white-spotted cat walking with her in small steps by the bushes beside her.
She found that after so long, she finally recovered to the point where she could look at these small animals normally. Whether it was the cat Mo Weiming told her about the cat whose life was hanging by a thread in her childhood, or the disemboweled dog they snatched from the eldest lady, they all made her have some subtle resistance to the life of Fluffy for a long time. Even just mentioning it, the images of cats and dogs dying would automatically come to her mind. After so long, this uncomfortable feeling finally faded away.
After looking at it for a while, Wu Hui felt the urge to reach out and touch it. But as she came a little closer, the cat quickened its pace. It seemed that the cat had noticed her for a long time, but was unwilling to have any physical contact with humans. Stray cats are always alert. Wuhui followed reluctantly, and the cat walked faster and faster. Finally, the cat made a noise and disappeared into the railing adjacent to the bushes.
Wu Hui stopped and looked inside through the railing. There was a large open space inside the railing, and several wild cats of various colors were lying on the ground, basking in the sun. They eat fat and sleep lazily. Occasionally, a cabbage butterfly flies over them, but no cat is willing to jump up and pounce on it.
There is a boy. He stood up and Wuhui noticed him. She thought he was also a member of the wild cat army. The black-and-white-spotted cat that had just run past slowly walked towards him, but also stopped some distance away from him. It seems that this one has an extraordinarily vigilant personality.
The young man faced it, squatted down again, stretched out his hand, and put something on the ground in front of him, maybe it was food. The stopped cat hesitated for a while, then walked over. The other cats did not fight for it and were probably full. Looking across the fence, she couldn't see clearly the boy's appearance. She could only vaguely see him wearing a long dark gray scarf. It's too hot in this season.
"What are you doing?"
Wu Hui turned around and met Mo Weiming's face. She subconsciously wanted to ask, but then she thought about it...
"This is... the backyard of the hospital?"
"if not."
Mo Weiming looked at her like a patient, but not from a doctor's perspective. After all, it can't be said to be pity or doubt.
"Oh. I didn't pay much attention. I followed a little wild cat here and it ran into the yard. Then I saw someone feeding them... Look."
Wu Hui pointed over. When she turned back, she found that the boy was gone. The spacious courtyard was empty, and she didn't know where else anyone could hide. Mo Weiming didn't go to see the yard. After all, most people don't have a good impression of their workplace, unless he is unusually enthusiastic about his career - which is not normal.
"Maybe they are patients," he said calmly. "Doctors don't have that much time. There are many patients taking a walk in the yard, and many stray cats stay here."
"From your tone, it sounds like you don't like it very much."
"No, not really. It's just that spring has come recently, and they are too noisy. Patients always complain, and many of them are the same people who feed them... We work night shift, and sometimes it's difficult to take a rest."
Wu Hui looked at the faint circles under his eyes and asked, "So, although it's morning now, you actually just got off work?"
"Why do you think so?"
"I see you look very sleepy."
"I'm like this all the time."
"That's what you said."
The two looked at each other for a few seconds. Mo Weiming stared at her serious face and finally chose to compromise. He sighed and said:
"Sigh... A few colleagues and I are going to the southeast today. The others have already left. I see you sitting here in a daze, come and take a look."
"Huh?" Wu Hui stretched out his hand and scratched his head, "The southeast of the city, isn't it, Fei...or is it just going to the southeast? No, isn't that there too - very close to the slums?"
"What about you? Where are you going?"
"southeast."
"..."
Mo Weiming narrowed his eyes, and Wu Hui explained awkwardly: "Well. I went to a school over there. It's very safe. Although it's not a school, it's just a small lecture hall... Children who want to go to school but don't have money gather together every week There. The church organized volunteers to teach the children. I’ve been there twice, and it’s my turn this week. It’s still very safe there.”
"It's so great that you volunteered." Mo Weiming suddenly said with emotion.
"What you are saying...just think of me as a few fruits trying to subsidize you!"
"It seems that we are going to the same place. But we were arranged. Because the hospital often accepts donations from churches, although there is no written agreement, morally speaking, the hospital will regularly appoint some people to do physical examinations for the children they help. "
"Physical examination? Will you be responsible for subsequent treatment?"
Mo Weiming tilted his head and said: "This is very complicated. The hospital can give medicine for minor problems, as long as it is not expensive. But since the problem is not big, the children can also handle it... To be honest, their physical fitness is better than The pampered husband and wife are much better. Big problems are difficult to cure and cannot be cured. In special cases, the church can partially fund it, but it also needs to cooperate with the treatment."
"You have free medical care, but you won't cooperate?"
"Well...after all, education is not universal, and many people still don't trust hospitals. They still choose all kinds of home remedies to get sick even if they don't get sick. Moreover, the church is from the West, and most poor people are resistant. Sometimes, the poor It’s not just your pockets, but your head as well. But these words don’t sound nice, and in the end it’s just a vicious cycle.”
"The rich are getting richer, and the poor are getting poorer. I still understand this truth - that's why I want to help them."
"Don't just stand there. You'll be late. Let's talk on the way."
Although Mo Weiming left the team, he and Wu Hui took a rickshaw together and arrived at the right spot. On the way, he asked Wu Hui, a newspaper editor, how he taught lessons to children. She said that she was indeed not a professional teacher, but her colleagues who volunteered together did not have much teaching experience. Everyone just follows the textbook and spreads the content in their own style so that children can understand it - it's just literacy, it's not difficult at all. Then just relax and talk about your thoughts. This is completely different from the normal school method, but those who are willing to listen will listen.
Mo Weiming also thought that those students might be naughty and say something that would raise blood pressure. Wu Hui said that was not the case. After all, studying is not like seeing a doctor, and there is no problem of paying for it later. Without mentioning money, many poor people are much gentler than people think, but almost all topics cannot be separated from the word money. As long as the children's curiosity about the other world is aroused, they will find their own way.
There are more and more children. This time, they were divided into two groups. One side went for a physical examination first, and the other side went to class; in the afternoon, it was reversed. The physical examination process is not long, but there are many children and many have difficult and complicated diseases, which naturally delays time. At the end of the day, they were all exhausted, but fortunately they didn't encounter any more trouble. Smooth days like this, although busy, are inexplicably reassuring.
Carrying the fruit basket subsidized by the church, the two walked towards the apartment again. It was getting late, but they couldn't decide what to eat, so they simply went to the farmer's market near the apartment to pick up some food and go home. It seemed like it had been a long time since they had a regular home-cooked meal at home, just the two of them.
"I don't have the ideological consciousness of my father. Maybe it's because I'm not that rich." At the dinner table, Mo Weiming continued the morning's topic, "He helped too many people. Not with simple teaching and physical examinations, but with donations. One orphanage after another. The dual protection of material and spiritual resources has helped the children overcome the biggest obstacle in their lives. I have never felt much about this, because I have always lived a life without worries about food and clothing... But in this regard, I should admire him."
"Indeed, this sounds very powerful. I heard it when I was a child."
"He initiated the construction of several orphanages supported by the church now. Because he has connections with various countries, there should be people from the church who know him and have inherited some of them... By the way, during my physical examination in the afternoon, I heard that the children They said you spoke very well and liked you very much. As soon as they mentioned the female teacher who used words very well, I knew it was you."
"Really? I think it's very ordinary. They seem to be a little afraid of me because I don't like to laugh. It's okay if I don't hate it. To be honest, before I went to college, I also thought about whether to study a teacher's major. Now. Since I haven’t taken this path, I won’t talk about it. What about you? If you don’t consider your livelihood, what do you want to be?”
"Maybe... I'm still a doctor. But it's psychological, which is also a new field in the West. Medicine is a huge and complex subject, and until now, I can't be as proficient in most of it as my father. So, I want to try something different...but there’s no chance, right? People always have to consider their livelihood.”
As he spoke, Mo Weiming picked up a shrimp. When he raised his head, he found that Wu Hui used two chopsticks to peel off the shrimp shells in a very skillful way. She blinked, wondering why Mo Weiming suddenly stopped talking.
