Late at night, Zhang Fugui was woken up by the sound of tinkling outside the window while he was still sleeping.

Why is there hail in this winter?

Fortunately, the hail fell at night, and there were no crops in the north at this time.

Therefore, the impact of the disaster may be smaller.

In the morning, the large color TV in the canteen played the morning news. Anxi veterans held large noodle bowls in their hands and squatted or sat around the TV to watch news from all over the country.

"Last night's hail was as big as a little monk's fist. The glass of many windows was smashed. We have to repair it today." Huang Batian drank tofu and said to Hu Hai next to him.

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"Can you do it? If you can't do it, just spend some money and find a professional. Don't hurt yourself." Zhang Fugui asked from the side.

"Don't worry, captain, the young monk and I have done this before. There are still tools in the warehouse. Replacing the glass is not a big project." He patted the young monk next to him who was concentrating on eating wontons and assured Zhang Fugui.

Monk Wang's mouth was full of confusion and he couldn't say anything bad at this time. He just nodded towards Zhang Fugui to show that what he said was right.

"This hail may hit someone to death." Li Bai, who had just finished practicing boxing outside, said to everyone in the cafeteria with two hailstones the size of eggs in his hand.

"Amitabha." Monk Mingran recited the Buddha's name with a sad face after seeing the size of the hailstones.

On the contrary, he didn't understand that the little monk took the hailstone from Li Bai's hand innocently and started playing with it alone.

"The sky is abnormal, there may be big changes." Cao Cao turned his eyes to the TV and muttered to himself.

The host on the TV used standard Mandarin to announce that the country was about to experience the strange phenomenon of alternating cold air and warm air.

According to the host, the south may experience heavy rainfall in the past few days.

"If some virus invades this person's body, the body will respond. Last night there was a sudden hailstorm. Could it be that God is sick?" Hua Tuo is not very interested in the news. He originally held a book that mainly tells the story.

I read the book on the impact of modern technology on medicine attentively, but when I heard the unusual weather in the news, I couldn't help but put my head over it.

"What? It's the 21st century, and you're still talking about heaven and earth sensing. This is the Hungry... Hungry... El Niño phenomenon, science, do you understand science?" Zhang Fugui retorted from the side.

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"Don't rush, don't rush, it will be ready soon." When Huang Batian heard Zhang Fugui kept shouting "hungry", he quickly ran over with a few golden fried dough sticks.

Zhang Fugui had planned to deliver New Year's goods to the orphanage today, but after the hailstorm last night, he was even more anxious to go back.

After breakfast, he greeted the members of the security team to put the New Year's goods into the car, and then drove in a hurry towards the orphanage.

In addition to Zhang Fugui, there were also Hua Tuo, Cao Cao, and Yang Yuhuan in the car.

Cao Cao was the deputy director of the orphanage. Zhang Fugui didn't understand why Cao Cao had to add the word "executive" to his name. In the end, it was up to him. They were all his own people anyway, even if Cao Cao took control of the orphanage.

Zhang Fugui wouldn't care if his name was changed to Executive Vice President Wei Wang, but the process of adding Jiuxi would definitely be avoided.

Mr. Hua was different from Cao Cao. Zhang Fugui thought at first that the old man would rather read at home. Unexpectedly, Hua Tuo insisted on following, and he also carried the auscultation instrument he got from the hospital with him, saying that he would check the children carefully during this time.

Check your body.

After all, this was a good thing, so Zhang Fugui took him with him.

As for Yang Yuhuan, he only followed for one purpose, and that was to go to the orphanage to eat dumplings.

Oddly enough, after last night's hailstorm, cars on the market without protective measures will suffer some damage to some extent.

There were several second-hand cars in the Red Star factory. The most seriously injured car had its front windshield smashed through.

But the old pickup truck didn't have any scars at all.

Even the dust on the car body has not been washed away.

Could it be said that this dust can increase defense?

Zhang Fugui, who had no time to figure out these problems, drove the car to the orphanage with worry.

As soon as I entered the gate, I saw children in the yard chattering and picking up hailstones as if they were hunting for treasure.

"You can't eat it. You can't eat this. Also, don't hit people with that one. This is not a snowball." Before Zhang Fugui could speak, Cao Cao behind him spoke to the children in the hospital.

The children agreed enthusiastically.

Two children even started to directly pass Zhang Fugui and made a small report to Cao Cao: "Dean Cao, Hu Zi just stole two ice pucks.

"I didn't!" Huzi, who knew he had been tipped off, immediately retorted with a guilty conscience.

Hua Tuo told Yang Yuhuan: "Go find Li Rong and ask her to make some ginger soup. The weather is a bit humid today, so let the children go to get rid of the cold."

Yang Yuhuan greeted Zhang Fugui, led the two beautiful little girls and walked toward the orphanage canteen. As they walked, she asked, "Has Mother Li made cakes for you these past two days?"

The little girl took credit and said: "Do it, do it, I did a lot last night, I'll show you the way!"

Yang Yuhuan patted the little girl on the head with satisfaction. When the other girl saw this, she quickly said: "I know where the jam made by Mother Li is. I will take my beautiful sister there!"

Good guy, being pretty does have an advantage. Are these two little idiots selling the orphanage like this?

Zhang Fugui looked at this scene and shook his head helplessly, and walked into the dean's office alone.

Dean Li was holding a magnifying glass in his office and looking over a map over and over. Seeing his appearance without knowing the inside story, he thought he was planning a marching route.

Seeing Zhang Fugui enter the room, Dean Li said before Zhang Fugui could say anything: "I will leave immediately after the Chinese New Year!"

Zhang Fugui pretended not to hear, poured himself a glass of water first, then ignored the conversation and asked directly: "There was hail last night, is our child okay?"

"What's going on? Did you see that we were having fun?" When Dean Li heard this topic, he looked out the window with a smile on his face.

"By the way, you're here just in time. You can drive me there in a moment." Dean Li put away the map very carefully and said to Zhang Fugui.

"Why do I give it to you? I didn't agree to wait until after the New Year, why don't you listen to my advice?" Zhang Fugui said helplessly.

"No, isn't our orphanage rich now? I thought to myself that we can't eat the supplies you bought. I plan to send some to the nursing home. It doesn't matter whether they can eat it or not. At least there will be some oil and water on the table during the Chinese New Year.

No?" Dean Li explained with a smile.

The nursing home that Director Li mentioned is another public welfare society in the city, and the elderly people there are all lonely elderly people.

Over the years, orphanages and nursing homes have been supporting each other. If the orphanage is lacking, the nursing home will squeeze in between its teeth. When the orphanage is rich, it will find ways to help the nursing home.

From time to time, Dean Li would organize the children to go to the nursing home to spend time with the lonely elderly people.

Now that Zhang Fugui has become truly wealthy, Dean Li will definitely not let his "old comrade" suffer from hunger and cold.

Of course Zhang Fugui would not raise any objection to this.

But when he looked at the sky outside the window, he whispered: "Dean, I think we have to go after a while."
Chapter completed!