Rebirth after the college entrance examination

Chapter 100 Aunt Lin, I...

Middle-aged Xia An is well aware that any so-called pure public welfare project can never be purely public welfare.

This is not a metaphysical philosophical question, but a naked business principle.

To elaborate is...omitted.

From the first second after his rebirth, to the moment he thought of the name "Lin Jiajia", Xia An remembered an unspeakable thing and quickly made some response plans in his mind.

The Olympic year is approaching, and as a veteran, Xia An knows that it will be a very turbulent year.

Although he didn't want to be a saint, he felt that he had to do something, otherwise he would feel guilty.

Public welfare crowdfunding is a path he wants to pave for himself, a highway that can lead to the creation of a golden body. Judging from the people around him, Lin Jiajia is the most suitable person to carry it out.

In his impression, SD Fundraising is a rather gray thing. There are old men who use their sons' donations to buy motorcycles, and there are children who use their parents' money to pay the down payment. Negative things definitely exist, but there are indeed a considerable number of people who have been helped by it, which is an undeniable achievement.

This road is not easy to walk on. One wrong step may lead to eternal damnation.

But Xia An had figured it out long ago - he had to leave, he should leave, he had to leave.

In addition to his family and women, he wanted to add some burdens to himself, because a sense of mission is a necessary element to make people escape from mediocrity. He accepts being a vulgar person, but does not want to be a mediocre person.

Using the evil side of human nature to make money and then magnifying the good side, if one can do this, he would be considered a good person in the history of mankind.

Xia An was sinking into the grass with his arms as a pillow. Lin Jiajia struggled a few times and tried to get up, but his arms were holding her waist and she couldn't get up.

Lin Jiajia glared at Xia An and said, "Don't go too far."

There was anger and helplessness, and every word he spoke was sweet like a peach.

Xia An understood what this meant. This was enough. They could talk and it wouldn't be awkward. Why would they have to go any further? It would only embarrass everyone.

"Haven't you figured it out yet?" he asked with a smile.

"Figure it out, you big-headed ghost!"

Lin Jiajia supported his chest and tried hard to sit up.

Xia An still refused to let go, so Lin Jiajia said, "This is the countryside. There's nothing here except Taozi and Gouzi. But what if we go back to the city? Have you thought it through? Let go."

"Okay, let's chat. I'm tired from walking, so I'll lie down for a while." Xia An said.

Lin Jiajia sighed deeply, turned over on his chest according to his strength, and lay on the grass beside him.

The mountains in the distance are swallowing up the blue sky, and the peach branches are stirring up the clouds.

An An was having fun running around a few trees.

The two of them lay side by side quietly.

They had both forgotten the drunken scene that night. This was probably the first time in their memory that they leaned against each other in this position.

The fragrance of grass and trees mixed with the scent of Lin Jiajia's hair. Xia An smiled and said, "The countryside is not bad either."

Lin Jiajia sneered and said calmly, "If you don't want your home, those people, or anything else and just come here, maybe I can figure it out."

Xia An tilted his head and exclaimed in surprise: "So you've really thought about it."

“…” Lin Jiajia didn’t expect that he would have this kind of train of thought. She rolled her eyes and stopped talking.

Young people are all running to the city, who would give up everything to become a farmer for a woman?
It was meant to tease him, but it turned out to be the real trick.

Lin Jiajia felt that sometimes she really had no way to deal with Xia An and she felt exhausted.

"I've heard of the crowdfunding you just mentioned. Fundraising?"

Hearing this, Xia An looked at her profile which was pretending to be calm and couldn't help but chuckle.

Changing the subject so abruptly?
But he didn't make any jokes. Lin Jiajia is his only foreign aid at the moment. Once the other three get into trouble, she is the most reliable assistant. This time is an example, and he can't make her angry.

Xia An said, "It's fundraising."

"That's different from the H-cross, it won't be very effective."

In the medical system, Lin Jiajia understands better than ordinary people that all the various associations are actually profit-making institutions.

Xia An shook his head: "Have you heard of public funds?"

Lin Jiajia thought about it and nodded slowly.

Before she started investing in stocks, she didn't know anything about it. Now she understands the secondary market and has heard a little about the concept of funds.

Xia An said, "It's not the kind of fund you think."

He briefly explained to Lin Jiajia the significance of public offerings.

"At least it's legal."

Domestic private equity is still not compliant even after 18 years, so it makes no sense to say anything about it.

In 06, the procedures for public offerings were not particularly difficult to handle. You could almost complete the procedures by finding some connections and seeking targeted supervision.

Lin Jiajia became interested: "You mean, we can set up a special fund?"

Xia An did not intend to correct her definition problems. She could learn these little by little later. The first priority now was to show her the path.

Nodding, Xia An pulled out a weed and put it in his mouth.

“The form...

"For example, children like Yaya, and the hospice care you are currently doing, can all become targeted donation groups.

"We developed a website and brought in a few official agencies as background—inputting project packages, oh, that is, case reports.

"Family photos should be warm, but shabby houses should be used for publicity..."

After a few quick minutes of discussion, Xia An concluded, "There are countless people online who care about Yaya just like you do. Empathy for the vulnerable breeds sympathy, which is the essence of the internet's emotional output."

After a few minutes, Lin Jiajia spoke: "Is this considered objectifying suffering? Would the higher-ups approve of this?"

Xia An was surprised and said, "Wow, you've only been a leader for a few months, and your awareness has increased a lot?"

Lin Jiajia gave him a cold look.

Xia An smiled and said, "It will definitely happen, so we need to control the scale and establish a good screening mechanism."

As he spoke, he reached out to a rotten peach at the root of the tree, held it up to the sunlight and said:
“The leaves on the tree may be brightly coloured, but there must be rotten leaves on the ground. That’s why the tree looks three-dimensional and real.

“It depends on how far we can expose this wound to the sunlight.

“It’s not that we want to objectify suffering, but that the world is inherently objectified.

“You can’t do good deeds or show kindness just by talking.

“No one can deny that material things determine the length of life to a certain extent.

"A doctor who wants to save people's lives cannot afford the high price of medicine, and a wealthy man who wants to give out porridge cannot afford the unscrupulous merchants who hoard rice and refuse to sell it.

“But someone’s always doing it, isn’t there?”

Lin Jiajia was quietly digesting his ideas. The wind blew the peach leaves, and the sound of katydids flapping their wings came from somewhere.

The world is quiet.

A scale suddenly appeared in Xia An's mind, with the whole world on the left and money on the right.

He thought it was funny that he had unknowingly capitalized on this beautiful rural scenery.

He muttered to himself, "There's a saying, 'A poor couple has many sorrows,' and even their feelings are objectified. Think about it, the gold medal technicians at the bathing center are hundreds of yuan more expensive than the ordinary ones."

“Some people spend all their money to pursue girls, while others spend a thousand or eight hundred to experience them once.

"When you think about it, there's nothing wrong with objectification, at least for the rich."

Lin Jiajia suddenly asked: "How do you know?"

"Huh?" Xia An was stunned.

Lin Jiajia said calmly: "How do you know the price?"

"..." Xia An said, "I'm a college student. College students always know more."

With a "tsk," Lin Jiajia turned her head and looked at him, "Why do all the truths sound so vulgar in your mouth?"

Xia An leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Actually, my personality is inherently vulgar, and you've exposed my true colors."

Lin Jiajia felt itchy at the base of her ear and subconsciously tried to hide, but Xia An suddenly bit her earlobe.

Lin Jiajia shuddered with a cry of "Ah!" and pushed him away, saying shyly and complainingly, "That's too much!"

Seeing her get up and walk back, Xia An also stood up with a smile, patted his butt and chased after her.

"What does it feel like?"

"I don't feel anything! An An, come here and bite him!!"

The dog came out from some bush, made a big circle and ran to Lin Jiajia, staying far away from Xia An.

Lin Jiajia angrily pointed at the puppy and cursed, "You're such a coward! How can you expect me to guard the house from now on?"

Xia An licked his cheek and came forward, patting his chest and saying, "I'm not a coward. I will protect you."

Lin Jiajia ignored him.

Xia An followed behind her and helped her pull out the weeds stuck behind her.

"Don't touch me!" Lin Jiajia twisted and turned to avoid him.

Suddenly, Lin Jiajia stopped and Xia An slammed on the brakes.

Lin Jiajia stretched out her hand, and Xia An asked, "What for?"

"How many lollipops do you have on you? Confiscate them."

Xia An searched through his pockets and took out five sticks of four different flavors. He stuffed them all into her pocket and said softly with a smile, "There's one more..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiajia already knew what was going to happen. After kicking him, she sighed, "Xia An, you can't do this to me."

Xia An said bluntly, "Women are afraid of clinging to men. If I don't do that, I'm afraid it will be even harder for us."

After hearing this, Lin Jiajia raised her head and looked at him deeply.

Xia An was still smiling, but Lin Jiajia saw seriousness and honesty in his eyes.

Yes, if he doesn't pester me, it will never be possible.

With a long sigh and without saying a word, Lin Jiajia picked up the candy, turned around and continued walking.

Xia An followed her silently, humming a tune with his hands in his pockets.

After a brief silence, he continued, "But honestly, I can turn my good intentions of saving sentient beings into a commercially viable plan. Are you convinced?"

"Let's talk about it after you help me finish it." "Help you? Are you sure you want to do it?"

"I want to help Yaya and millions of other Yayas."

"Give me some time, maybe next year."

Lin Jiajia stood still again and said to Xia An, "Ya Ya's surgery fee..."

Xia An knew what she wanted to say, but she remained firm. "I said I'd donate 50,000 yuan, so you can give a little. She's probably not in a good enough condition to undergo surgery right now. Let her take care of herself first, or... maybe contact a heart doctor for her in the meantime. Everything takes time, right?"

Lin Jiajia thought for a moment, then pouted and gave him a look: "You still have some conscience."

"I have too much of this stuff, you will know it sooner or later." He said shamelessly.

On the way back, Lin Jiajia showed Xia An the information about Yaya in her mobile phone.

There are photos, cases, and detailed descriptions of the situation.

In the photo, the little girl is holding a dirty bowl of rice, huddled timidly in a rattan chair, her eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her pale eyelids.

You can tell it was taken with a professional camera.

Lin Jiajia provided sufficient materials for the little girl.

It just doesn’t comply with the hospice project review mechanism of the Provincial Central Hospital and its Second Affiliated Hospital.

The medical school's team of tutors conducts medical appraisals, and the law firm verifies the family situation. Each project has to go through eight processes.

This is not the hospital's fault. No matter how serious Yaya's condition is, it is still within the scope of hospice care and critical care donations. Lin Jiajia has been thinking about this for a while.

Xia An immediately transferred 50,000 yuan to her. Lin Jiajia knew how much wealth he had and accepted it calmly.

Before leaving Taoyuan, Xia An asked, "As the first donor, I hope every dollar of my donation will have an impact."

Lin Jiajia frowned and looked at him. Seeing his strange smile, she knew what he was thinking.

Rolling her eyes in annoyance, Lin Jiajia sneered, smoothed her hair and said, "Forget about you kissing my ear just now. I won't tell Sister Xiaofang."

What a good Sister Xiaofang! Xia An almost spit out her tears.

I thought he would complain, but Lin Jiajia saw him nod seriously and said firmly: "Yeah, it's worth it."

Lin Jiajia laughed out loud.

……

Lin Jiajia's grandmother is back.

When Xia An and the other person walked to the front yard, they happened to see the old lady sitting on a stool and wiping the neck of an old hen.

The hen's wings struggled, but the skinny old woman's hands were very steady, and not a drop of bright red blood fell into the bowl.

Hearing the voice, he turned around and smiled at Xia An, saying kindly, "Little Xia An is here?"

Xia An swallowed his saliva, looked at the free-range chickens flapping their wings, and walked over to talk to the old lady with a melancholy look on his face.

He had only met Lin Jiajia's grandmother twice and had never talked much. He was young in his previous life, and young children are not willing to get close to the elderly.

Xia An knew that the old lady would die of illness in a few years. Thinking of Lin Jiajia's miserable appearance at that time, he decided to pay close attention to this matter.

Seeing that the old lady looked good now, I was still concerned about her health.

The old lady cut off the chicken's head with one knife, quickly, accurately and ruthlessly!

"Jia Jia took me to check my body, and I'm doing very well."

The old lady said Xia An looked thinner than the last time she saw him. As she plucked the chicken's feathers, she said, "Eat more tonight. Jia Jia told me that you're studying in another city and won't be able to eat hometown food. Grandma will stew some chicken and mushrooms for you."

Xia An recalled that the last time he met the old lady was almost four years ago. At that time, he was preparing for the high school entrance exam and was studying and drawing day and night. He had become fat...

Xia An, with a greasy soul, picked out the nice things to talk about with the old lady, and she was very happy with her flattery.

Lin Jiajia, who was washing mushrooms behind her, looked back from time to time. Seeing that Xia An was very familiar with her grandmother, she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart, but she was happy after all.

The old lady went into the house to chop a chicken, and Xia An walked over to Lin Jiajia to peel green onions.

"I'll also build a huge farm from now on, and we'll live a rural life. Does what you said before still count?"

He whispered, but Lin Jiajia said nothing. She picked up a soaked mushroom and started spinning it around.

Xia An said, "Take care of grandma and provide for her in her old age."

Lin Jiajia paused, tilted her head and smiled: "Have you seen Country Love?"

Xia An nodded in surprise. Actually, he hadn't seen it, but his mother at home had seen it these past two days.

"Country Love 1" was first broadcast on September 9th, the day before yesterday, with three episodes every day, and there are only nine episodes so far.

Lin Jiajia likes this? He didn't expect it.

Putting down the mushrooms, Lin Jiajia said, "What you want to build is not a farm, but a palace."

After saying this, he left Xia An helpless and dazed, and turned to go into the house.

After a while, the laughter of the grandparents and grandchildren came from inside.

……

Xia An was playing with the dog in the yard while waiting for dinner. Lin Jiajia came out from time to time, and he would go over to say a few words.

The cement, sand and various materials piled up in the front and back yards proved that Lin Jiajia did not make up the renovation plan a few days ago just to help him out, but really intended to improve her grandmother's living conditions.

Taking the big teapot handed by his grandmother, Xia An chewed the tea leaves while asking Lin Jiajia what she planned to do.

Lin Jiajia rolled up her sleeves and peeled garlic, then turned back and nodded at the bungalow.

"The roof needs to be renovated, no more tiles."

Xia An nodded. The ordinary families in the village below had rebuilt their houses with brick roofs and asphalt, so there was no reason for them to still live in earthen tile houses.

Lin Jiajia said, "Let's dig a new well in the backyard. Grandma is too old to pump the water anymore."

Xia An asked, "Do we need to pave the yard with bricks, too?"

Lin Jiajia said: "I'll lay half of it out and leave the other half for her to raise chickens and grow vegetables."

Xia An sipped her hot tea and said slowly, "We'll also smooth the road leading down to the village. Most importantly, we'll rebuild the dry toilets and install biogas tanks. There are subsidies for all of this. And we'll also build a fenced garden and rebuild the brick wall..."

He pointed here and there, and Lin Jiajia listened with a smile.

Finally, Lin Jiajia looked at him without saying anything.

Xia An chuckled and said, "Leave it to me."

Lin Jiajia rolled her eyes at him and said, "I'll wait and see."

When they reached the door, Lin Jiajia turned around and told him: "Grandma is my only relative."

Xia An shook his head and patted his chest: "And me."

……

The old lady didn't know what young people liked, so she stuffed two potatoes into the wood stove while cooking.

Now he squatted there and used Platycodon grandiflorum to dig out the food, saying, "Do you like this, Xiao Xia'an?"

When she lifted the lid of the pot, steam rising from the pot filled her eyes. Lin Jiajia smiled and said to her grandmother, "Give it to him. He will definitely like it."

Fragrant fried free-range eggs, free-range chicken stewed with mushrooms, and dipped in pickles.

Under the table, the yellow dog An An was drooling all over the floor.

Xia Ansha was peeling roast potatoes, which made Lin Jiajia laugh.

Grandma laughed at what she saw and told him to go slowly so as not to burn himself: "The scar on Jiajia's hand was caused by overeating when he was a child."

There was a small round scar between Lin Jiajia's index finger and the base of her thumb. She stretched out her little hand in front of Xia An and let him see it.

"It's right here. There was a big blister there."

Xia An reached out and touched it in front of his grandmother. Lin Jiajia secretly frowned and glared at him, indicating that he was too bold.

I instinctively wanted to withdraw my hand, but I felt that was too deliberate, so I could only grit my teeth and let him caress me.

Delicate and smooth, Xia An nodded calmly: "This is not the hand that endures hardship."

Lin Jiajia didn't say anything, but her grandmother simply said, "Jiajia's life is so hard..."

The two young men were stunned for a moment.

Xia An took the initiative to add a chopstick of mushrooms for the old lady and picked up some chicken wings for Lin Jiajia.

He smiled and said, "Your future life will be good, just enjoy it."

The old lady was happy, and Lin Jiajia was happy too.

While taking a walk after dinner, Xia An called Zhang Tiancheng for half an hour in the yard.

Lin Jiajia walked out and stood beside him.

Together they gazed at the curling smoke from the village and the sunset glow over the distant western hills.

The barking of dogs tore through the twilight, and An An yelled at the power lines, startling a flock of sparrows.

The peach orchard was glowing amber in the twilight, and Xia An's pupils were reflected by the mountain ridge.

After taking a quick glance at his profile, Lin Jiajia asked:

"The countryside is nice, isn't it?"

"Yeah, time feels really slow."

Lin Jiajia's hair was combed into flowing silk by the evening breeze. Xia An took the peach she handed him, broke it in half, took a bite, and said, "Lin Jiajia, I'll give you a gift the day after tomorrow at the latest."

Lin Jiajia didn't say anything.

Gazing at the horizon from afar, it seemed that only here could she feel at peace, and only here was she not afraid that Xia An would do anything unimaginable or say anything horrifying.

This little hill carries all her memories and can accommodate all her little thoughts.

In the middle of the courtyard, thirty-year-old Lin Jiajia stood quietly in the evening breeze, as if she was embraced by the winding river reflecting the sunset at the foot of the mountain. She was still like an innocent little girl in those years.

"Aunt Lin..."

"!!!"

"I like you."

"..."

(End of this chapter)