Guan Xiaohong watched her mouth opening and closing. She understood every word she said, so why couldn't she understand when she put them together?

"You mean, we should donate the subsidies?" Was she sure she heard it right?

Ning Xi smiled sincerely, with a hint of righteousness in her voice: "Yes, I will donate it."

The sunlight shone on her sallow face, giving her a layer of glow.

"Okay!" Guan Xiaohong was completely shocked by her series of actions, and even began to doubt herself. How could she think of this female comrade like this just now? It was really wrong.

This is clearly a good comrade with a great heart who loves the motherland and the people.

"I'll write a donation note and you sign it."

Guan Xiaohong had never experienced such a thing before, but she was now completely impressed by Ning Xi's spirit of dedication, and she suddenly came up with the idea of ​​writing a note.

Ning Xi signed her name imitating Lin Xiaoyue's handwriting.

When she was a child, she was half-hearted when learning calligraphy. She would learn regular script this week, practice running script next week, and after a while change to regular running script. She even learned some cursive script and thin gold script.

The result is a hodgepodge, none of which are learned well, but the imitation trick is used well.

Anyway, handwriting is not the point.

"Comrade Guan, I know you meant well by advising me not to go to the countryside. If I weren't so devoted to building the motherland, I would definitely want to be good friends with you."

"Haha, that's for sure, it's a pity." Although Guan Xiaohong admired her, she didn't want to be such a person.

"But I also want to repay your kindness. I have come up with a good idea that will definitely help you."