After being reborn as a top student, she made it onto the Forbes rich list

Lu Chongyang obviously also remembered this incident.

His brows were furrowed.

He was not too reassured either.

My little granddaughter looks like a small onion.

Went to the mountains...

In the early years, there were frequent cases of women being trafficked to the mountains!

But he also knows how important it is to protect the dreams of young people.

Thinking of this, Lu Chongyang glanced at Lu Hui suggestively: "Xiaohui, you have to follow your niece and don't let her get into trouble, understand?"

Lu Hui waved his hand lazily and said, "I know!"

the next day.

Zhu Heyi put on light clothes and went into the mountains with Lu Hui.

They drove a big green pickup truck.

He was accompanied by several bodyguards in black.

The truck was carrying supplies.

It was prepared by Zhu Heyi for the little girls in the mountains.

Previously, she also donated money and supplies to schools in the mountains through charities.

Today, they are going to this school.

This is the place she has been providing financial support to since she became rich.

She finally got a vacation.

I have to come and see for myself whether the girls here are living better than before.

to the place.

Zhu Heyi got off the car with a smile.

She deliberately didn't wear those nice clothes today.

Instead, she wore a set of her old clothes.

You can tell at first glance that she is a girl from a poor family.

The school hasn't closed yet.

There is one school with six grades in primary school and two classes in each grade.

There are three grades in junior high school, with one class in each grade.

High school, almost no one goes to high school anymore.

Or you have to go to school far away from the mountains, which requires a twenty-mile walk along the mountain road.

Either they go out to work, or go home to farm and herd sheep.

Otherwise, just go back and get married.

So for now, there are only elementary and junior high schools here.

See children playing on the playground.

The smile on Zhu Heyi's face froze.

In this school, about 7% of the students are boys and only % are girls.

Although the boy is dark, his eyes are bright.

Although the clothes were worn, they were carefully patched.

There are even some good ones, and the clothes look pretty good.

The color is just a little brighter.

And those few girls were pale and thin, with listless eyes.

The clothes he was wearing were also tattered, some of them were so torn that they looked like rags.

Zhu Heyi walked over.

She asked one of the little girls with tattered clothes in disbelief: "Little sister, why are your clothes like this? Didn't a kind-hearted person donate old clothes and daily necessities to you last year?"

The little girl looked at her timidly, her eyes looking even bigger because of her thinness.

His face was dark.

He spoke incoherently: "Clothes? I think there are some? The teacher gave them to the boys."

Zhu Heyi looked at the boys who were running and laughing on the playground, swearing from time to time, and wearing colorful little girls' clothes.

He was shaking with anger.

When she contacted the person in charge about the donation, he clearly said that the donated clothes were for girls!

She was afraid that the new clothes would be snatched away by others and would not reach the hands of these little girls.

I specially collected some clean and practical old clothes.

For those boys, even if their families are poor, things will definitely be used by them.

They already have a lot!

Why even girls’ old clothes are not spared?

Xiao Zhang came over from behind and saw that her face looked strange.

He leaned over and asked her, "What's wrong, Ms. Xiao Zhu?"

Zhu Heyi's eyes were burning with anger.

Pointing at the group of little boys, he said: "Do you see the clothes they are wearing? Those were donated for girls to wear. But now they are wearing them."

Xiao Zhang understood it at a glance.

He immediately said, "I'll go find the principal!"

Zhu Heyi thought, since these old clothes are like this.

Not to mention the money and supplies.

She called Xiao Zhang: "Wait a minute. Let me observe for a while."

They didn't make much noise this time.

The green pickup truck was parked in the forest not far from the school.

Zhu Heyi said he wanted to come and take a look at the school’s situation first.

After all, she used to surf the Internet in her previous life.

I've also heard of cases where donations to charity were hacked.

She just wanted to see where the money and supplies she donated went.

In my previous life, there was a Spring Bud Project, which provided sanitary napkins to girls in poor mountainous areas.

The results of it?

Those sanitary napkins became insoles for the ancestors to bring honor to their families, and were taken by the girls' parents to the village store to exchange for money.

The situation for the little girls has not improved at all!

This road has a long way to go.

Zhu Heyi slowly calmed down.

That does not work.

She still had to follow her plan.

She and Xiao Zhang hid outside the window of the school cafeteria.

Watch the teacher serve meals to the children.

The food is very simple.

It was bean rice with some stir-fried cabbage, radish, and potato shreds, plus an egg for each person.

Zhu Heyi watched the teacher's movements closely from the window.

The teacher will prepare extra food for each boy.

When it came to the girl, her hands shook and most of it fell off.

There was only a shallow layer of rice left in the bowl.

The eggs were given.

But she saw the girls sitting at the small table with numb expressions.

No one touched the egg.

Soon, some boys came over laughing and took the eggs from the girls' table.

With a "boom", Zhu Heyi felt all the blood rushing to his head.

She filmed the scene.

She rushed into the cafeteria and questioned the teacher: "Why do you only give a little bit of food to the girls, but give so much to the boys?"

The teacher was stunned for a moment, and said indifferently: "Who are you? Boys like to play, they are strong and eat a lot, while girls are thin, they don't like to move, and they eat less. I'm just worried that they will waste food!"

As he spoke, the teacher felt that he was more right. He puffed out his chest with a smug look on his face.

Suddenly, something occurred to him.

He looked at Zhu Heyi suspiciously: "Who are you? You are not our student!"

They don't have students that old here.

It is impossible to raise a girl with such fair skin and such beautiful looks.

Because any girl with some beauty would be married off far away by her family at an early age with a high "bride price".

Zhu Heyi sneered: "You don't need to care who I am! Why are those girls so thin? Isn't it because they are hungry? With only one spoonful of rice each time, who can eat their fill?"

The teacher said indifferently, "So what? They are able to study here because their families have shown them extra kindness. Otherwise, how can girls study? If the school didn't provide two meals a day to save food for the family, do you think their parents would let them study here? At this age, they have to do housework at home."

Zhu Heyi felt that there was no need to continue arguing with him.