The beginning of the silly uncle, the true love is full of the courtyard

It wasn't that He Pingan deliberately concealed Yang Yiyi, it was mainly because it was too sudden, and the amount of Lou Bancheng's donation was too large, even huge. Even in the future, tens of millions is not a small amount, not to mention that the average wage of workers is only more than 30 yuan now. However, He Pingan's identity determined that this huge donation would only be used for units related to the military.

"Since you haven't thought about it yet, can I give you some advice?" Yang Yiyi became interested when she heard that He Ping'an had not yet arranged where the money would go.

"What's going on? What kind of human suffering has our great reporter Yang seen again? Don't worry, your man is a wealthy man now!" After being married for many years, He Pingan knows Yang Yiyi well. Although he has a strong personality, he is kind-hearted and can't bear to see anyone suffer.

"When I was interviewing some time ago, I inadvertently discovered that many families of martyrs are living in difficult circumstances. So could you spare some of your money to help them?" Yang Yiyi's voice became much lower as she recalled the difficult life of the martyr mother and son she had seen a few days ago.

"Martyrs' relatives? Having difficulties in life? How come, after the blows in the past few years, there are still people who dare to bully them?" He Ping'an knew that the country took care of and treated the martyrs' relatives well. Under normal circumstances, they should not have difficulties in life, and most of them did. Because of the experience of the He brothers and sisters, He Ping'an preconceived that someone was targeting the martyrs' relatives in order to fill their stomachs.

"What are you thinking? All you do is fight and kill! No one is bullying them. It's the martyrs' families who are aware of the difficulties faced by the country and don't want to cause trouble for the country. Many of them have refused the country's preferential treatment and subsidies." Yang Yiyi hurriedly explained when she heard He Ping'an's murderous words.

"The relatives of martyrs... the relatives of martyrs! Hey! They are the ones!" After hearing Yang Yiyi's explanation, He Pingan understood. Just when He Pingan was thinking about taking out some money to help the relatives of martyrs,

A light suddenly flashed through his mind: Yes, the martyr's family! Why didn't I think of that? If I donate such a large sum of money to the army, I'm afraid someone will say something. But I'm not familiar with other departments. And if I donate it directly to the government's administrative department, I will at most get a thank you, which is a bit of a loss.

There will be no such problems if the money is donated to the martyrs' families. Although the martyrs' families are taken care of by the government administrative departments, they naturally belong to the military. You can completely ignore the administrative departments and donate through the military channels. It can also effectively avoid the adverse effects of large donations to military organs.

The most important thing is that by helping the martyrs' families, I can gain a group of loyal supporters. Especially those 11 or 12-year-old children, who are at the age when they can make their parents poor. If I can help them at this time, I will definitely be able to quickly gain their friendship.

It is 1960 now. When the wind blows in 1966, these guys will be in their prime. With Lou Bancheng's donation, I can support them for seven years. In nearly seven years, I can win over a group of trustworthy people. I don't need all of them, two or three percent is enough.

By then, a group of young generals composed of orphans of martyrs, who are both red and professional. Not to say that they are invincible, but anyone will be terrified by their swords. At the very least, they can avoid harassment from other young generals. With young generals composed of orphans of martyrs, they have a long-prepared retreat route. The "Ten Years" is completely stable!

"Hey, what's wrong with you? Did you hear me?" Seeing that He Ping'an was in a daze and ignored her for a long time, Yang Yiyi patted He Ping'an's chest in dissatisfaction.

"It's okay! Wife, you are really my lucky star!" He Ping'an, who was awakened by Yang Yiyi, looked at the beauty in his arms and kissed her heavily.

"Rogue! What are you thinking about? Why are you so happy?" Yang Yiyi pushed He Pingan away with great effort and asked with a red face.

"Wife, I have decided: I will use all the donations from Lou Bancheng to help the families of martyrs and disabled soldiers. Well... and veterans who are having difficulties in life!" He Ping'an expressed his thoughts excitedly.

"All? Ping An, that's tens of millions, have you used it all? I think we can just donate a small part of it, and donate the rest to some important departments! I'm not saying that the martyrs' families are not important, but compared with national construction, the necessary sacrifices are worth it. I believe the martyrs' families have the same idea as me!"

Yang Yiyi was shocked by He Ping'an's generosity. She had originally wanted to persuade He Ping'an to take out a small portion of Lou Bancheng's donation to help the martyrs' families. Who would have thought that her man would go so far as to use all the money for the martyrs' families?

"Wife, let me explain: With our country's current economic situation, every unit is guaranteed by the state. In fact, they are not short of money, but of various materials. Especially those important departments you mentioned."

"And what Lou Bancheng donated this time is our own currency. You know, the RMB, which is not recognized by the international community. Therefore, it is of no use to donate this money to them. Besides, I am a soldier after all, so if there is any benefit, of course I can go to the army!"

He Ping'an didn't tell the truth, not because he didn't believe Yang Yiyi, but since it was about 'ten years', there were some things he had to keep to himself.

"Okay! So what are you going to do? Go directly to the armed forces, or...?" Yang Yiyi knew that He Ping'an was not telling the truth, but she understood He Ping'an's character and was smart enough not to ask any further questions.

"Hmm...! Neither! I want to set up an unofficial, non-governmental organization composed of veterans and orphans of martyrs. This organization will be responsible for the living problems of veterans without families, disabled veterans and martyrs' families, and will accept supervision from all walks of life."

"Our accounts are completely open. Anyone or any organization can check how we use our money at any time." He Pingan, who had a plan in mind, smiled confidently.

"Ahem...! Do you have a specific process?" Yang Yiyi was shocked by her man's bold idea. After thinking about it, she also felt that the plan was feasible.

"I haven't thought about the details yet. I plan to discuss it with Minister Luo first, and it would be best if I could get his consent. With his support, things will be much easier to handle next." He Ping'an thought about it and decided to find some support.

“I want to be the first to join!”

"The first one is fine, but it's too insincere to say such a simple sentence!" He Pingan looked at Yang Yiyi, whose eyes were about to be misty, and teased her.

"love me!"

A beauty invited He Ping'an to do her best. An organization that would later become quite influential was born under such a casual and absurd situation.