Han Zhou made some plans and decided to go to Taiziyu in the evening.
However, this was a rare free afternoon, so Han Zhou sent a message to Zhang Ceyong first: "Brother Yong, where are you? I'll send you the script."
Han Zhou had already agreed with Zhang Ceyong that there would be a movie, and Zhang Ceyong had privately asked several times when filming would start.
Now we can give the script to Zhang Ceyong and start shooting in June.
Zhang Ceyong quickly sent an address to Han Zhou.
Han Zhou took a look, zoomed out the map, and tilted his head .
Zhang Ceyong's location is very close to Taiziyu.
The key point is that if you want to go to Taiziyu Cemetery, you have to go through this avenue where Zhang Ceyong is.
If you take the small path, you will be blocked all the way.
This Beijing-Hong Kong-Macao Avenue can just take you to the FT area, and then you can go down and walk along the jurisdiction road.
"Then I'll be here in a moment."
This is a good relationship. We don’t have to run around so much. We are all going in the same direction and it’s a tailwind.
…
When Han Zhou was about to arrive, he sent a message to Zhang Ceyong: "Brother Yong, I'll be there in five minutes. Which location exactly?"
Zhang Ceyong sent the location again, and then told Han Zhou: "Wait here, I'll come out."
Han Zhou saw that the place Zhang Ceyong sent it from this time was the Xiaoqinghua Welfare Home.
Han Zhou asked in confusion: "Are there any activities?"
Zhang Ceyong replied: "Privately."
Han Zhou: "Then I'll go in and find you?"
Chuck replied after a while: "Okay."
When the CCTV car took Han Zhou to the Xiaoqinghua Welfare Home.
Zhang Ceyong's agent, Sister Zhen, was stunned. Seeing Han Zhou coming down, she hurriedly said, "Drive this car away quickly."
Yan A00023 is okay, everyone knows that this is the license plate number of CCTV Director Shen Xixiong.
If the reporters knew that this car had arrived at the welfare home, the place would have been surrounded in no time.
Han Zhou scratched his head and turned around to tell the driver that they could go back.
The driver drove all the way back.
Han Zhou then followed Sister Zhen into the welfare home: "Private event? Brother Yong is doing charity work, so he doesn't allow the media to take pictures?"
Sister Zhen: "If you do charity work, people will say you are putting on a show. If you don't do charity work, people will say you have no love."
"So, if you want to do charity work, just do it quietly. If someone scolds you, just put out the charity work you did before."
Han Zhou thought about it and it made sense.
There are also celebrities in China who are organizing charity events, but even in this case, there are bound to be people who come in to put on a show.
This made the organization's boss angry.
For people at Zhang Ceyong's level, he can just organize and liaise with his own team.
After entering the welfare home, Sister Zhen went straight into the building.
Han Zhou saw a little kid looking at him with his head tilted.
So I stopped and turned to look at him.
The little boy was startled: "Ah!"
Retreat quickly.
Han Zhou didn't know how he scared the child, so he smiled kindly: "Don't be afraid of me, kid. I don't eat children."
The little boy was relieved: "I know you don't eat children."
Han Zhou was puzzled: "Then why are you so scared?"
The little boy stared at Han Zhou again: "Uncle, you are so weird, why do you know I am looking at you even though you can't see?"
Han Zhou didn't react for a moment, and it took him a while to figure out the logic.
This is a welfare home. Many people will come here to donate their love, and many people who have been rescued will come back.
Among these people, a large proportion were abandoned by their parents because of their physical disabilities.
Therefore, there are many blind people among them.
Blind people all wear sunglasses.
In reality, apart from drivers and the blind, not many people would walk around wearing sunglasses. Of course, pretentious celebrities are one of them.
However, drivers who come here will definitely take off their sunglasses when getting off the car.
And they rarely come into contact with celebrities.
So the little boy thought Han Zhou was blind. He looked at Han Zhou, but Han Zhou turned his head and faced him with his face instead of his ears. The abnormal scene scared the little boy.
Han Zhou took off his sunglasses: "Haha, the sun is too strong, I'm blocking it."
The little boy's eyes were filled with something called curiosity.
This was the first time in his life that he heard that sunglasses could block the sun.
Han Zhou handed over the sunglasses: "Here you go."
The little boy looked at the sunglasses longingly, then shook his head: "No, it doesn't look like fun."
The little boy suppressed his curiosity and changed the subject: "Big brother, you were wearing sunglasses and I thought you were an uncle."
Han Zhou smiled: "You can call me uncle or big brother."
Little boy: "Big brother, can you play hopscotch?"
Han Zhou: "? Will it...right?"
The little boy pulled Han Zhou to play hopscotch.
Only after playing with him did Han Zhou figure it out.
Here, hopscotch is usually played by girls only.
And now, Zhang Ceyong was giving gifts to the children inside, so the little boy sneaked out to play hopscotch and happened to run into Han Zhou coming over.
After giving out the gifts, Zhang Ceyong looked back at Sister Zhen, who whispered, "Han Zhou is outside."
Zhang Ceyong thought Han Zhou didn't want to come in, so he didn't say much and continued to give out gifts.
After a while, after distributing the gifts, Zhang Ceyong stood aside, sweating, watching the happy children laugh, and he also laughed happily.
Then he said, "Han Zhou is playing hopscotch with a little boy outside."
Zhang Ceyong didn't know what hopscotch was: "Hopscotch?"
"Jump off the building?"
"Play jumping off a building with a kid?"
Zhang Ceyong ran away.
After running out, Zhang Ceyong saw the lines drawn with chalk on the ground and realized that hopscotch was a game.
Many years ago, the game of hopscotch was also very popular in the Taiwan Strait. Later, as a coastal area, the Taiwan Strait was the first to come into contact with those foreign things, so those of Zhang Ceyong's generation who grew up have basically never seen this old game.
Now, hopscotch has become popular again across the Taiwan Strait, so Zhang Ceyong just missed it and has no idea what hopscotch is.
Han Zhou saw Zhang Ceyong coming out, stopped, touched the little boy's head, and looked at Zhang Ceyong: "Brother Yong, are you done?"
Zhang Ceyong smiled and said, "Do you want to go in and say hello to the kids?"
Then he walked up to the little boy and asked, "Why did you sneak out to hand out presents?"
The little boy narrowed his eyes and smiled innocently: "I don't like the textbooks you give out, please don't give them to me."
After saying that, he ran away.
Zhang Ceyong smiled.
You were here when we were handing out candies, but now that we are handing out textbooks, you ran away first?
Han Zhou looked at Zhang Ceyong and answered the question: "I won't go in. I didn't know you came to the welfare home empty-handed."
Zhang Ceyong: "Aren't you good at writing nursery rhymes? You can sing a song, too. These kids don't particularly like receiving gifts."
What Zhang Ceyong said is true.
When doing charity work in the country, you will find three strange things.
Some children in remote mountainous areas don't like the new clothes they receive.
Some of the children in the welfare home don’t like the gifts given to them.
Some of the elderly people in the nursing home don’t like watching the show.
In fact, the three phenomena that seem to go against common sense all have very simple answers.
Many elderly people in nursing homes can’t hear or see clearly, so what programs are they watching?
Children in remote mountainous areas have basically never worn new clothes. When they put on new clothes, and there has been a charity event recently, people around them will know that the clothes were sent to them.
Therefore, many children and their parents do not like to be told that they have received love.
People in many places are poor economically but not poor in their thinking. They don't like being rescued as weaklings and they like to be self-reliant.
Therefore, it is even very common that people in some places would send good clothes to someone and then cut them up and make insoles.
What the children in the welfare home need most is not gifts, but love.
But they know that the older brothers, uncles, sisters and aunts who come to visit them usually come once a year at most, and some of them will never come again after coming once.
The person you want to meet may not be met for a long time, or even seen again.
Everyone has their own expectations. It is hard to explain why children look forward to seeing someone. Maybe it is because they feel the love of their father, mother, kinship, or friendship?
But if you can’t see these people you’re looking forward to for the second time, you’ll have a feeling of loss.
What they hate most is losing.
Therefore, as long as you don’t have high expectations, you won’t feel lost.
In fact, the people who have the best relationship with them are not the ones who give gifts, but the older brothers and sisters who often come to volunteer.
When Han Zhou walked into the room, he saw many children.
The child didn't know who Han Zhou was, but the aunt who was a doctor and vice president was probably familiar with this face.
After all, how many people haven't watched "Young Justice Bao"? It was a huge hit when it was broadcast.
"Today, another big brother is coming to see us."
Han Zhou came empty-handed, but the children did not treat him differently.
Many children were smiling and some were waving their hands.
There was also a cute little girl who looked at Han Zhou with a nice smile.
Han Zhou glanced around and waved: "How are you, kids?"
Zhang Ceyong saw that Han Zhou was not used to this occasion, so he stepped forward and said, "This big brother is called Han Zhou, and he can sing very well!"
"Do you want him to teach us a song?"
Han Zhou: "Let me tell you a story."
Zhang Ceyong also smiled: "Okay, then tell everyone a story."
Han Zhou was thinking, what song should I sing? There were too many children's songs in his mind, so it was hard to choose.
But when I thought about telling a story, a list quickly came to my mind.
Han Zhou thought about it and wondered if it was appropriate to tell these children about little princesses and little princes.
Or is it the story of The Ugly Duckling? Children are very smart and soon someone will realize that the ugly duckling was born a swan.
Or stories like "The Emperor's New Clothes" and "Little Red Riding Hood"?
Neither is very suitable.
Finally, Han Zhou chose a story called "The Little Match Girl".
This is what Han Zhou thought: the little match girl had a miserable life, and after these children heard this, it would not have any impact on their lives.
"It was a very cold winter, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the night was almost frozen. New Year's Eve spread on this night. It was a noisy night, and people's mood was very happy with the arrival of the New Year. At this time, a little girl in tattered clothes came on the street, and she was not wearing shoes on her feet."
Han Zhou explained bit by bit.
What Han Zhou never expected was that the more he spoke, the more the smiling faces of the children at the scene turned into tears.
But they didn't cry at all, which shows that these children are quite strong.
After Han Zhou realized that something was wrong, he still gritted his teeth and finished telling the story.
"But except for the little match girl, no one knew all the beautiful things she saw when she lit the match on New Year's Eve..."
After I finished speaking, a little girl with tears in her eyes raised her arm to ask a question, just like she did in class.
Han Zhou looked at her crying face and half squatted down: "What's the problem?"
Little girl: "Why don't you send her to our orphanage?"
In the back, there was a little boy: "I can give her my bed!"
Another little kid said: "I have two pairs of shoes, I can give her one pair."
A little kid said: "Le Le can't eat that much lunch, you can give her half."
Han Zhou simply sat on the ground: "Because, when the little match girl lived, there were no welfare homes abroad."
"This little girl is a foreigner."
In fact, during the Ming Dynasty, there were already welfare institutions in the country to care for the elderly and orphans.
However, in the West, there were also social welfare institutions in the 16th century.
However, it is difficult for society to do things like welfare homes. If the country does not take the lead, it will be of little use to the vast majority of people.
Compared with other fairy tales, "The Little Match Girl" is very different and is an eternal classic.
Whenever you watch or listen to it, it makes your heart tremble.
The kids were okay with that.
When the adults present heard this, they felt very upset.
These people are already passionate about charity and cannot bear to see children suffer.
Many of them volunteer here out of love.
When I heard the story of "The Little Match Girl", I felt terrible.
When others hear this story, they can only think of this story, but when they hear this story, they can think of many stories.
Most of these stories happened at the entrance of the welfare home and in the infirmary.
Han Zhou chatted with the children for a while before Zhang Ceyong's accompanying staff continued with other activities.
Between the waist-high green walls and pillars, Zhang Ceyong put his hands on his waist and looked into the distance: "You guys, your stories are always so touching."
Han Zhou: "Speaking of this, I remembered that I was here to give you the script."
Chuck Yong stretched out his hand.
Han Zhou took out a USB flash drive from his pocket and said, "Don't spread it out."
Zhang Ceyong took the USB drive: "I'm playing a detective, right?"
Han Zhou: "You play a policeman, but you are also the detective in this movie."
Zhang Ceyong nodded with satisfaction: "What are you acting in?"
Han Zhou: "Chen Bijue, the criminal."
Zhang Ceyong: "Anti-No. 1?"
Han Zhou: "Anti-No. 3."
Zhang Ceyong thought about it and didn't ask any more questions. He hadn't even read the script, so there was nothing to ask.
"I won't be leaving for a while, you go first."
Han Zhou: "I can't leave. I came here in Director Shen's car. I asked him to leave first. Can I borrow your car? I need a ride to Taiziyu and will need a ride back to the city later."
Zhang Ceyong: "Okay, I'll find a driver to take you there."
Zhang Ceyong picked up his phone and made a call.
After hanging up the phone, Zhang Ceyong said, "Wait a few minutes, someone will be here soon."
Han Zhou waited for a while, and a pickup truck came over.
Sister Zhen told Han Zhou what was going on and only then did Han Zhou know what was going on.
Zhang Ceyong didn't have any style when he came here, so each person had a seat. The number of people who came was the same as the number of people who left, and there was just enough space in the car.
Except for a pickup truck that delivered gifts.
The driver of the pickup truck had already gone on vacation, and had just left when he was called back by Zhang Ceyong.
At first, Sister Zhen thought that Han Zhou would go back to the city directly, so she planned to let one of the cars take Han Zhou back and then drive back.
However, Han Zhou said that he wanted to go to Taiziyu and needed a car to follow him for a while, so he had to ask the pickup truck driver to come back.
After getting on the pickup truck, Han Zhou sat in the passenger seat and said with a smile: "Have you eaten yet? It's almost six o'clock. Do you want to go eat first?"
Recently, Hanzhou organized a Children's Day party and has become accustomed to caring for employees.
Driver: "Oh! What's the point of eating?"
"Nowadays, you don't even need to eat at work. You have to eat the cake drawn by the boss, the melon given by colleagues, the fish caught by yourself, the pot handed out by the leader, the water in the brain of the customer, the nonsense of the competitor, the exaggeration of teammates, and your own anger. Is it not enough to eat? The key is to have a balanced nutrition!"
Han Zhou heard the complaint and laughed: "I see you have a lot of stuff in the back of your pickup truck. Are you preparing for a second delivery? Sorry to bother you."
Driver: “That’s not the case.”
"I got a truckload of eggplants and planned to send them back to my hometown in Northeast China."
Han Zhou: "You can't buy eggplant in Northeast China?"
Driver: "Yes, I can buy them, but with a truckload of eggplants, I can use the green channel and not have to pay the highway toll."
Han Zhou: “6”
Han Zhou saw a cemetery on the side of the road and raised his eyebrows: "We're here so soon? Is it as far as it appears on the map?"
The driver glanced at the roadside and said, "That's not the Taiziyu Cemetery, it's the Muslim Cemetery."
Is this still halal? Maybe it’s because of different burial customs?
Continuing forward, they saw another cemetery. Han Zhou raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are we there this time?"
The driver took a quick glance and said, "This is the Yanjing North Cemetery, not the Taiziyu Cemetery."
"Your map shows it's not far, but it actually takes us more than ten minutes to get there by taking the small path."
Han Zhou: "Then stop first, I'll go buy a bouquet of flowers."
The driver parked the car on the side of the road and waited for Han Zhou to buy the flowers before getting on the road again.
Soon, they passed another camp. Han Zhou looked far away and actually found a tank.
Then we saw the Veterans Center.
Then I saw a huge site where a car accident was happening. It seemed to be a vehicle research institute.
It seems that there are many institutions here that require large venues.
As he walked, Han Zhou saw a picking garden.
It seems that Lu Xiaoxiao's father brought her here to pick strawberries.
Soon, we arrived in front of Taiziyu Cemetery. The driver said, "I won't go in here. Can you walk a few steps?"
Han Zhou: "No problem, I'll walk there."
Han Zhou got out of the car and walked into the cemetery.
When I walked in, I saw a stall set up here, and a fat man with a mustache asked: "Friend, do you want to make a photo album?"
Han Zhou glanced at his stall and then at the words on it.
[Write biographies and guest books.]
Make photo albums and hand-write elegiac couplets. 】
There is quite a lot of business!
Han Zhou: "I'm here to visit. It's my first time here and I don't know the way."
The mustache pointed to the front: "Oh, you go there first."
Han Zhou went all the way to where he pointed.
We arrived at a small house with a stone lower part and a brick upper part, but the walls were painted white.
The main theme here is simplicity and solemnity.
There was a man sitting here. He looked up at Han Zhou and then lowered his head: "Visiting now?"
"It's late. You need to leave before eight."
Han Zhou: "Okay, this is my first time here, and I don't know where the cemetery I'm looking for is. Can you help me find it?"
The man subconsciously said: "Our Taiziyu Cemetery also provides an electronic cemetery function. If you don't worship often, you can also do it online, or you can entrust someone to help you send the offerings."
As he spoke, he opened the directory on his computer: "I'll check it for you."
Han Zhou: "I want to visit the grave of a child named Lu Xiaoxiao."
The man raised his head and stared at Han Zhou.
The man's eyes were bloodshot and his cheeks were thin.
He is originally from Cantonese, with high cheekbones, dark skin and deep eye sockets.
Now with the bloodshot eyes and tired posture, he looks very haggard.
The man looked at Han Zhou for a while before he stood up, bent down and picked up a bag with a pink cat printed on it from under the table: "I'll take you there."
The sun hasn't set yet.
The green plants in summer are still lush.
On the clean tomb passage, you can see the tombs on both sides.
There were also some flowers, food, wine and cigarette butts placed in front of the curtain.
The man took Han Zhou around several corners and came to a tombstone.
There is a photo of a little girl on the tombstone.
Before Han Zhou could move, the man took out a small loaf of bread, milk, a small cake, and a bag of popping candy from the bag.
Then he sat on the ground and began to dismantle the bag.
"Xiaoxiao, it's time for dinner. Do you want some snacks during the day? Just give it a try. What do you want to eat... What do you want to eat?"
"Dad bought you a cake..."
Let them sweep the tombs, Han Zhou did not disturb the father and daughter while they were having dinner.
The cake was not placed anywhere. The man took a bite, then handed it to Xiaoxiao, and then the man took another bite.
Of course, it was the men who ate it all.
But this sense of formality makes people feel suffocated.
A long time later, popping candies were scattered in front of the grave and milk was poured into the soil.
The man wanted to cry now, but he had no tears left.
Han Zhoucai stepped forward and placed the flowers he bought.
The man took out a cigarette, lit it, then remembered that there was someone else around, and handed one to Han Zhou.
Han Zhou lit a cigarette.
The man thought for a moment and said, "Let's go a little further away. Xiaoxiao doesn't like the smell of smoke."
After they walked quite a distance, the man finally spoke: "I know you. Do you know Xiaoxiao? I don't know..."
Han Zhou handed over a letter.
The man took the letter and began to read it. The more he read, the more his hands shook.
Han Zhou: "It was because of the CCTV Children's Day event. I read a lot of letters and saw this one."
The man smiled, which was uglier than crying: "I didn't expect you would actually read the letter. I thought no one would actually open the letter I sent for Xiaoxiao."
Standing in front of the child's grave, Han Zhou couldn't lie: "I don't usually read it, but I will open it and read it during activities."
The man returned the letter to Han Zhou: "This letter is for you, not for me. Please keep it."
Han Zhou looked at the man and said, "Let's go back to Guangzhou."
The man remained silent.
Han Zhou: "Don't you have any money?"
If he had money, he would not have eaten the cake, but would have left it in front of the grave.
The man shook his head: "We are not that poor. I don't want to go back."
Han Zhou chatted with the man and then figured it out.
At the beginning, after Xiaoxiao was diagnosed with the disease, the couple decided to go to Yanjing for treatment.
However, the doctor clearly told them that even with the use of medication, surgery, and a complete passport check, the mortality rate of this type of acute leukemia is still as high as 30%.
And that means spending a lot of money.
Moreover, if surgery is performed, the mortality rate may increase because Xiaoxiao is too young.
So, my mother didn't agree to have the surgery.
But Dad thought she didn't want to spend money.
So the two of them had a falling out.
However, when Xiaoxiao died, her father realized that if Xiaoxiao didn't have the surgery and she slowly recovered, she might be able to survive. As long as she continued to take medicine, she might be able to live to be 20 or 30 years old. When medical technology becomes more advanced, she might even be able to live longer.
So, Dad started to blame himself.
He didn't dare to face his mother, so his father buried Xiaoxiao here.
Han Zhou had nothing much to say, and couldn't say anything, so he just advised that Xiaoxiao should be taken back to her hometown for burial.
As a Cantonese, Xiaoxiao's father was not really short of money, but he had spent all the money in his card on Xiaoxiao's treatment. Later, he did not use the money Xiaoxiao's mother sent him.
In his current state, let alone accompanying Xiaoxiao , he might not be able to hold on for a year.
It would be tragic if the person died of ketoacidosis.
When Xiaoxiao's father faced Han Zhou, who knew the inside story, he couldn't help but break down and fainted from crying.
Han Zhou could only sigh and called 120.
Afterwards, Han Zhou could only hand this matter over to Sister Hong and asked Sister Hong to do it.
Han Zhou still has to go back to prepare for the Children's Day party.
After all, the party is coming soon.