Chapter 876 Waiting
After putting the dishes back into the restaurant, Boss Qiang returned to the store door. The beggar had already left. Looking at the beggar's figure going away, Boss Qiang couldn't help but sigh.
"Aren't you afraid that this person is pretending to be pitiful?" Song Yuanchao asked from the side.
Boss Qiang shook his head: "No."
"Why?"
"I gave him money because he just ate noodles." Boss Qiang said lightly.
Song Yuanchao understood, and he couldn't help but admire Boss Qiang. Although Boss Qiang had a good heart, he was not stupid, otherwise he would not have accumulated such wealth by relying on a restaurant.
His action just now was not aimless. It was because of that bowl of noodles that Boss Qiang was sure of the other party's true identity, otherwise he would not have given the other party money later.
"You are a good person." Song Yuanchao said with emotion.
"What good people? They are just ordinary people." Boss Qiang laughed at himself, "I also lived in poverty. It would be fine if I didn't see it, but since I saw it, I helped. But then again, my ability is limited. There are too many such cases in society. I can't help them all no matter how many there are."
"That's true..." Song Yuanchao expressed his understanding of Boss Qiang's attitude. The two continued to chat for a few more sentences. Lin Yan and the others finished their meal. After Song Chaoyuan paid the bill, he waved goodbye to Boss Qiang. Boss Qiang smiled and saw Song Yuanchao and the others off. Before leaving, Boss Qiang reminded them to come again next time, and also to remember to call him before coming, so that he would reserve a seat for Song Yuanchao and the others.
On the way back, Lin Yan kept saying that the food here was delicious and the price was very affordable. It was really a good restaurant.
Song Yuanchao nodded, drove the car and told Lin Yan what he had just seen at the door. After listening, Lin Yan didn't say anything, but sighed after a long while.
"This boss Qiang has a good heart. There are fewer and fewer people like him nowadays."
"Yes, economic development has also brought about restlessness in people's hearts. Some things will become less and less, which is inevitable."
"Yuan Chao, when I heard you talk about Boss Qiang just now, I suddenly thought of our foundation. I haven't had anything to do these days, so how about I talk to Xiao Yun and the others and do something?"
"Okay!" Song Yuanchao agreed immediately. Shenghua Charity Foundation was established in Hong Kong. Although the foundation was established for quite some time, it did not actually do much charity work, and most of it was done in Hong Kong.
This is of course due to the current restrictions on such institutions in the mainland, but since the beginning of this year, the policy has begun to relax slightly. Although there are still restrictions on foundations doing charity directly in the mainland, especially that they must go through the cooperation model of relevant official institutions, it is a good start anyway.
Currently, the chairman of the foundation is Ying Caixia, the vice chairman is Lin Yan, Li Xiaoyun and Zheng Li are both directors, and there is also a professional serving as the secretary-general of the foundation who is in charge of daily affairs.
Lin Yan's work in recent years has been mainly in an advertising company. Now their advertising company is already quite well-known in the domestic industry. The larger the company is, the more business volume has been surging. With the continuous development of the company, Lin Yan, as one of the bosses, has become much more free.
This is actually normal. At the beginning of a business, the founders need to do a lot of work and decision-making personally. When the company develops to a certain extent, as the internal structure of the company improves, the boss will gradually get rid of trivial matters and focus on controlling the company's decision-making and development direction.
This is the case with Lin Yan and her company. With the development over the years, each department has recruited a lot of talents. Whether in technology or management, there are suitable professionals and positions to perform, so Lin Yan has gradually extricated herself from the busy specific business.
Since Lin Yan wants to carry out the work of Shenghua Charity Foundation in the mainland, Song Yuanchao is supportive, and doing these things is also extremely beneficial to the society. However, Song Yuanchao hopes that Lin Yan can think carefully about how to do it, how to do it, and how to implement these charity work. In addition, he also thinks that after these works are done, as his children, they can also get some training through the work of the charity foundation in the future, so that they can grow better.
The Qingming Festival is approaching. In 1990, the Qingming Festival was on a Thursday. Now there is no holiday for the Qingming Festival, so everyone goes to visit the graves on Sunday a few days before the Qingming Festival.
The same was true for Song Yuanchao's family. On Sunday, April 1st, Song Yuanchao drove Lin Yan and the children to Gusu. They set out early on purpose, leaving home at around five o'clock, because there would be many people going to the cemetery to sweep the graves today, and leaving early could avoid traffic congestion.
But even so, they encountered a traffic jam when they arrived in Gusu, and they didn't reach their destination until nearly nine o'clock.
After stopping the car, Song Yuanchao held incense and other offerings in one hand and Yangyang in the other. Lin Yan held her daughter in her arms, and the family of four headed towards their parents' grave.
When he arrived at the place, Song Yuanchao just put down what he was holding and was stunned for a moment, because he saw that his parents' grave had been cleaned. Not only were the tombstone and the tribute platform wiped clean, but there was also a bouquet of flowers and incense sticks that had not yet burned out on the tribute platform.
"I'll go downstairs. You wait for me for a while." Song Yuanchao said to Lin Yan, and hurriedly trotted downstairs. He looked around as he ran, trying to identify something from the crowd of people coming to sweep the graves.
However, he could not recognize anything. The people who came to sweep the tomb looked so ordinary. None of the unfamiliar faces left any impression on him. Even after walking all the way to the bottom, Song Yuanchao still could not find out who swept the tomb for his parents.
Several years ago, Song Yuanchao came to visit the grave and found that someone had come earlier. Song Yuanchao felt puzzled at the time, because as far as he knew, his father's side had no relatives for a long time, and as for his mother's side, because of the death of his parents, Song Yuanchao had cut off contact with them a long time ago. In the previous life, they had no contact until they died, and it was the same now.
In this case, who would come to visit his parents' graves? This mystery has always been in Song Yuanchao's mind.
Later, Song Yuanchao encountered it again, which deepened his curiosity. In order to find out the truth, Song Yuanchao even asked the cemetery's management staff to keep an eye on the matter for him, but two years later, there was still no progress.
And today, when Song Yuanchao saw the flowers and incense sticks placed in front of his parents' tomb, his first reaction was that someone had just come to sweep the tomb of his parents, and definitely had not gone far. This was why Song Yuanchao was eager to find the person who came.
Unfortunately, Song Yuanchao had no idea who the person was, not even whether he was a man or a woman, old or young. He was blindly looking for the person among the people who came to visit the graves, and it would be a miracle if he could find the target.
In desperation, Song Yuanchao could only go to the management staff again to inquire. When he arrived there, the management staff knew Song Yuanchao and took the initiative to greet him.
Unfortunately, when Song Yuanchao asked about this, the management staff looked embarrassed and said that there were too many people coming today and they were busy maintaining order at the door and did not pay attention to this matter at all.
Although Song Yuanchao had expected this answer, he was still disappointed. He nodded, and once again gave the manager two packs of cigarettes, asking them to keep an eye on this matter for him and to tell him as soon as possible if there was any news.
After several years of this, Song Yuanchao became more and more curious about who would visit his parents' graves. He had thought about this question a lot and asked about it privately, but he still had no answer.
Returning to her parents' grave, Lin Yan cast an inquiring look at Song Yuanchao, and Song Yuanchao shook his head slightly.
Putting this matter aside for the moment, Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan cleaned up the tribute table, took out the tributes they brought and placed them one by one, then lit the incense and candles. Song Yuanchao kowtowed first, followed by Yangyang, and then Lin Yan and her daughter.
Perhaps it was the solemn atmosphere of the cemetery. Although the daughter, who came for the first time, was curious and did not understand why she had to kowtow, nor did she know the significance of coming here, she snuggled up to her mother and watched her father and brother burning paper for her grandparents.
Yangyang is a little adult now, helping Song Yuanchao, and muttering things like "Grandpa and grandma will burn more paper for you today, and bless our family from below". Song Yuanchao asked him where he learned these things, and Yangyang told Song Yuanchao that it was Zhang's mother who taught him, and he had to say it at this time. Seeing his serious look, Song Yuanchao touched his head and praised him.
After burning the paper, the family of four stood in front of the tomb, quietly waiting for the incense and candles to burn out, then kowtowed to their parents once again before saying goodbye and leaving.
It was almost noon when they waited. Song Chaoyuan was about to get his car and leave, but he unexpectedly ran into an acquaintance in the parking lot.
"Yuan Chao, Yan Zi!" Shao Heping strode towards them and greeted them. At the same time, he looked at Yang Yang and Nan Nan and said, "It's been a long time since we last met. In a blink of an eye, the two children have grown so big."
"Shao, why are you here?" Song Yuanchao asked in surprise, and quickly asked Yangyang and Nannan to call for help. Yangyang had seen Shao Heping, and quickly called him Uncle Shao. Nannan followed suit, looking at Shao Heping with her big eyes, as if wondering who this stranger was.
"I'm the local official, how could I not know that you guys are here today?" Shao Heping said with a smile, and then added: "Since you're here, don't rush back for now. It's already noon, I'll treat you to a meal and a drink. We haven't seen each other for a long time."
Song Yuanchao and Lin Yan looked at each other and laughed at the same time: "Okay, of course we have to eat Brother Shao's meal. The landlord is treating us today, which saves us a lot of trouble."
"Hahaha, we must, let's go!" Shao Heping called them. He also came by car and asked Luo Yang to follow his car, saying that the place had been booked.
I got in the car and followed Shao Heping's car out of the cemetery. Not far away, I turned right and drove forward for a while, and then drove directly to the road by the lake.
Driving straight ahead for about a few kilometers, Shao Heping's car drove into a small path by the lake. At the end of the path was a simple pier with a boat docked on it. It seemed that this boat was where Shao Heping would take them for dinner.
