Everything I bought on online shopping platforms was genuine.

Is it acceptable to have athlete's foot? He simply felt that if he gave away the shoes he had worn, even as a donation or as a gesture of goodwill, he was afraid that others would find them objectionable.

After all, if we put ourselves in others' shoes, it's fine if it's just clothes. After all, we used to wear each other's school uniforms when we were in school, so most people don't have much of a problem with wearing other people's clothes.

However, he is very particular about shoes and close-fitting clothing, so even now he can't understand why anyone would buy second-hand shoes to wear or collect.

If you're talking about collecting for purely economic value, that's understandable. But buying secondhand designer shoes or limited-edition shoes is something he can't accept.

Even if it's a celebrity-signed sneaker, he wouldn't wear it. At most, he'd resell it and make a fortune. Of course, it's also possible that he doesn't pursue designer shoes or follow celebrities.

"Hey, what kind of beggar complains about the food? We're going to do good deeds, not to find our ancestors."

"Those who look down on us prove they don't need our help. They have the means. Would someone who truly needs help choose to go barefoot in the dead of winter just because these shoes were worn by someone else?" Miss Yuan said.

Upon hearing this, Chuanmei nodded: "That's right, Sister Yuan's words may be a bit rough, but the reasoning is sound."

This is just our way of showing our appreciation. If you find it distasteful, then you are not the group we are here to help.

In ancient times, when providing disaster relief and distributing grain, sand was sometimes added to the porridge. This was because only true refugees, those who were starving to death, would not mind the sand.

Those who are dismissive are either not refugees or trying to take advantage of us. These are not the people we want to help, so let them be dismissive.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo felt that what he said made sense, and then said, "In that case, I don't want any of these shoes!"

After saying that, he opened his suitcase again to see if there was anything he wanted to keep.

The shoes and such are all old shoes from before, but they're not broken, so they're just sitting there taking up space.

Most of the clothes were the same, all old clothes from previous years. Although the styles were outdated, they had all been washed. In the end, he only took out his old underwear.

It wasn't that he was reluctant to part with the clothes, but rather that he felt a bit uncomfortable. He could throw them away, but it always felt strange if someone else wore them.

Secondly, there was a photo frame in the suitcase, which contained a group photo of the four of them in their dorm when they first met in their freshman year.

All four of them have a photo, but each photo is different, though they are all group photos.

"Alright, take all of these," Lin Mo said, picking out the clothes and photo frames he wasn't donating.

Upon hearing this, Director Wang chuckled and said, "You're so generous! You donated almost everything, and I still have a few sets left!"

"Well, you are, Old Mo is living a second life now, of course he has to say goodbye to his previous impoverished self. Besides, look at the clothes he's wearing now, which one is his own choice?" Chuan Mei teased.

Lin Mo rolled her eyes at him upon hearing this: "Zhao, if you have something to say, just say it. By the way, what have you guys donated, and how much have you raised?"

But it must be said that Chuanmei was absolutely right. The clothes he is wearing now, from top to bottom, inside and out, are almost all carefully selected by Liu Ruyan.

It wasn't that she was controlling, but Lin Mo's own fashion sense was truly questionable. The clothes she bought were not only ugly but also childish, and they didn't match her at all.

If Lin Mo were wearing the clothes he chose and standing next to Liu Ruyan, no one would think that the two were in a relationship.

If Liu Ruyan were to change into a stepmother's dress, people who didn't know better would think she was a stepmother taking her son out shopping.

Before they officially became a couple, Liu Ruyan could only find opportunities to dress him up. But since they officially became a couple, she stopped pretending and took over the whole thing. Now, even if he wants to get a haircut, he has to get Liu Ruyan's permission.

“We pooled together some old clothes, with Sister Yuan contributing the most. She filled a van more than halfway with the clothes we contributed, and together with the clothes we contributed, it filled the whole van.”

"In addition, I also plan to bring a truckload of rice, flour, and cooking oil over there. These are urgently needed there, so that at least the children can have enough to eat," the woman from Sichuan said.

Lin Mo nodded: "Okay, since it's a charity event, why don't you get some stationery, schoolbags, textbooks, and the rest of the milk, and make sure it's a full truckload? Then help me deliver it, it's on me!" "Alright, that's so kind of you, Lao Mo. I'll get it done right away," Chuan Mei said with a thumbs up and a smile.

It's just a donation. It's not like it's a huge truck with a hundred-ton capacity; it's just a small van. The cargo in the truck is only worth tens of thousands of yuan. He's still willing to donate this amount. It's just a small act of kindness.

Upon hearing this, Lin Mo glanced at Miss Yuan, who was opening the refrigerator and eating the fruit he had bought yesterday, and asked, "Sister Yuan, did you only donate clothes?"

Although Miss Yuan donated most of her clothes, and her clothes were quite expensive, it still felt a bit out of place for the children in the mountainous area.

“How could that be? I donated a lot, it’s all downstairs, you’ll see when you go!” Miss Yuan said.

Hearing this, Lin Mo became really interested, so he changed his clothes and went downstairs with the three of them.

At this moment, there were two vans parked downstairs. One was driven by someone hired by Miss Yuan, carrying her own clothes and some donated items. The other was filled with rice, flour, cooking oil, and other supplies prepared by Sister Chuan.

When the four of them got off the bus, the class monitor and He Xiaoyue were carrying the clothes they had donated onto the bus with the help of the driver.

"Wow, you've got a lot of stuff. Do you two have that many old clothes?" Lin Mo asked in surprise as he looked at the large and small bags of clothes being sorted on the ground.

Upon hearing this, the class monitor, slightly out of breath, said, "How is that possible? Some of them are mine and Xiaoyue's, but even if girls have a lot of clothes, there shouldn't be this many."

Last night, we were packing our things in the dorm when a few of the other girls saw us. After they found out, they brought over their old clothes, and that's how we managed to gather so much!

"Not bad, you even know how to get your classmates involved," Lin Mo said with a smile.

He Xiaoyue scoffed at this, "What kind of mobilization is this? Let's see how it goes this time. If it works well and there's a big gap over there, the class monitor and I are even planning to take Chuanmei to talk to the counselor and see if we can mobilize the students in our school."

"That's a good idea!" Lin Mo said, his eyes lighting up.

As a student, he knew all too well how many old clothes would accumulate in the dormitory over the years. Freshmen might have fewer, but juniors and seniors definitely had quite a lot.

He then turned to Miss Yuan and said, "Sister Yuan, besides clothes, what else did you donate? Come on, let me see what's going on. It's so mysterious!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the class monitor and He Xiaoyue looked a little strange, as if they wanted to say something but hesitated.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan walked confidently to her van and casually pointed, "See those big wooden crates inside?"

"I see, aren't those all your clothes?" Lin Mo asked.

Miss Yuan shook her head without saying a word, then waved to the two drivers, who carried down two wooden boxes that were about half a person's height.

"Besides the clothes, I also donated 50 lightsabers that light up and spark!"

As she spoke, she opened the box and, to the astonishment of Lin Mo, Wang Chu, and Chuan Mei, took out a plastic toy sword with a scabbard. She slowly drew the sword, and a blue light instantly covered the blade, with sparks hissing from the scabbard.

"Holy crap!" *3
Is this a toy for children? This is clearly a toy for older kids!
"Controlled knives?" Lin Mo exclaimed in shock.

Upon hearing this, Miss Yuan sneered, "What's so special about that? Look at this!"

After saying that, he lifted another wooden box, which contained rows of guns.

"You're smuggling weapons?" Lin Mo shouted, his eyes wide, his voice cracking.

Miss Yuan: "This is a Yellow River toy gun, and it also came with almost half a box of BB pellets!"

Everyone:.
(End of this chapter)