Yuan Zhou was not stunned, but he didn't care, and after seeing Yuan Zhou's serious words, he bowed sincerely.

"It doesn't have to be like this. Yuan Zhou also immediately bent down and bowed back to him.

The man smiled and didn't speak again, then nodded at Yuan Zhou.

"Excuse me. The man turned and walked out of the shop.

"Stepping" Yuan Zhou also walked to the door in two steps, just in time to see this person take out a wallet from the inner pocket of his suit.

"Hmm" He took out a few red Grandpa Mao from his wallet, Yuan Zhou's eyesight was extraordinary, and he could see it clearly, it was five.

Yuan Zhou watched him stuff the money into the money box, then turned his head and smiled at Yuan Zhou, nodded, and then left Taoxi Road.

"This should be the most donated by me and Jiang Changxi, Ling Hong, and Wuhai. Yuan Zhou muttered in his mouth.

Indeed, now there are more and more people coming to Yuanzhou for snacks, and after knowing the purpose of this money box, there are more people who donate money, but they are relatively few, half of ten yuan and twenty yuan, and the rest are change.

And this is also Ma Zhida's original purpose, no need for much, as long as there are some people who should respond to emergencies.

Last time, someone took fifty emergency purchases from this cash box, and later sent them back.

There are also tourists who take the money in the money box to eat after losing their wallets, and there are also those who work at night nearby who are hungry but don't bring money, and take supper.

It's all a little thing, but it's really convenient for everyone.

There are people who take the money, and they are not regarded as people who take advantage, but more are ordinary people who come to pay it back in person.

"Wait, now isn't the time to think about this, who is this person?" Yuan Zhou diverged his thoughts and almost forgot to think about who this person was.

Yes, Yuan Zhou was sure and sure that he didn't know this person, let alone help him.

Twenty years ago, Yuan Zhou was only a few years old, where could he help anyone.

"It won't be someone I helped when I was a few years old. Yuan Zhou held his chin in one hand and thought about it seriously, after all, he has been a warm-hearted and good person since he was a child.

"Well, I don't seem to have any memories before the age of five. In fact, Yuan Zhou can't remember the naughty memories of those bear children before he was five years old.

"Since it's not me, could it be my father's help?" Yuan Zhou pondered this possibility.

Yes, Yuan Zhou was only four or five years old twenty years ago, where could he help others.

Since Yuan Zhou is impossible, it can only be Yuan Zhou's father.

"I'm here to say thank you, but if it's my father, my family didn't open a noodle restaurant twenty years ago. Yuan Zhou instantly remembered this again, and was immediately confused.

The most important thing is that the person doesn't look like he has received help from Yuan Zhou's father, but the person has never mentioned Yuan Zhou's father.

"Otherwise, it's not me and my dad who thank you, but the money box?" Yuan Zhou suddenly thought of a guess.

But because Yuan Zhou didn't ask, yes, these are just speculations.

"I hope Daddy can sleep tonight and explain it to me, please Dad. Yuan Zhou couldn't think of a conclusion after guessing for a long time, so he could only hope for his dream.

And things are actually similar to what Yuan Zhou thought.

Yes, this person's name is Lu Feng, he is fifty-one this year, and he came to work in Rongcheng twenty years ago, that is, when he was thirty years old.

At that time, the factory where he worked was still a state-owned unit, with good benefits, good treatment, and ease, but because of the factory reform, Lu Feng was directly unemployed.

And when the 31-year-old Lu Feng had an old man to support and a child waiting to be fed, he didn't dare to say that he was unemployed.

Because it's more than just a blow to his family.

He wanted to find a new job before he was discovered, as long as he could make money, but the reality was that jobs were not so easy to find.

At that time, most of the factories were being reformed, and he was not a technician, not a manager, just a small worker, and there were too many unemployed small workers like him.

Therefore, Lu Feng couldn't find a job, so he got up early as usual and pretended to go to work, but he even took out the money for food.

Because he has already eaten in the factory, now he pretends to go to work for a week, and the only money in his hand has run out.

And Lu Feng didn't dare to ask the family, thinking about his wife and children at home, Lu Feng couldn't open his mouth at all.

When wandering the streets and unable to find a job, had no food, and was hungry, Lu Feng even had the idea of suicide.

But at this time, he saw a sign in front of a steamed bun shop.

The sign says that you can provide a steamed bun for free to someone who is in need.

"Free steamed buns?" Lu Feng subconsciously repeated.

Lu Feng walked over along the sign, and sure enough, it was a small steamed bread shop.

The proprietress looked like she was in her forties, wearing clean and simple clothes, standing by several big steamers and selling steamed buns.

"Selling steamed buns, fragrant and soft big steamed buns. The proprietress spoke clearly into Lu Feng's ears.

And Lu Feng felt even more hungry, but he stood still and didn't move forward.

He used to be a worker in a state-owned factory, and even if he didn't find a job this week, he couldn't do it.

"Coo-goo" but the stomach is really hungry.

In the end, the proprietress saw Lu Feng standing in place and neither came to buy nor leave, and saw something.

The proprietress quickly wrapped two white and chubby steamed buns in oiled paper, and walked towards Lu Feng with them.

When he walked to the opposite side of Lu Feng, he subconsciously got out of the way, and Lu Feng thought that the proprietress was going to go from here.

"Young man, didn't you bring any money today. The proprietress didn't leave, and said while standing in front of Lu Feng.

Lu Feng moved his mouth, embarrassed to speak.

"Take it and eat it first, and then bring the money next time. The proprietress couldn't help but stuff the paper bag into Lu Feng's arms.

Before Lu Feng could speak, the proprietress went back to her shop and continued to sell.

Lu Feng took the paper bag and stood for a while until the steamed buns were no longer steaming before leaving.

Because Lu Feng delayed for too long, the steamed buns were a little cold, but they were delicious to eat.

is such a kindness, a kindness from a stranger, that finally allowed Lu Feng to survive the tide of unemployment, but when he went to look for the steamed bun shop again, it was already closed, and the proprietress was gone.

That place is not far from Taoxi Road, Lu Feng has long left Rongcheng and returned to his hometown, but he will come back once a year to find it, although there is no proprietress anymore, he has found a small shop in Yuanzhou that does the same thing.

"Thank you. Lu Feng thanked him in a low voice.

This thank you is a thank you that Lu Feng did not say back then.

Lu Feng, who walked to the intersection of Taoxi Road, turned his head and glanced at Taoxi Road again, with a satisfied smile in his eyes.

"No. 14 Taoxi Road, there are really a lot of good people here. Lu Feng read the address of Yuanzhou's shop, and then got in the car and left.

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