Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen stood on the terrace of the family manor, overlooking this land that carries countless memories and hopes. A gentle breeze blew, carrying the unique warmth of spring, blowing Jiang Zhi's hair. Shen Qingchen subconsciously reached out to smooth it behind her ear, his fingers gently sliding across her cheek, his eyes full of tenderness and doting.
"Qingchen, thinking back on this journey, I'm filled with emotion." Jiang Zhi raised his head slightly, his eyes clear with the vicissitudes of life. "Once, my heart was filled with hatred, and I only wanted to avenge Tang Junxi. It was you who walked into my life step by step and built a warm harbor for me with your love. If it weren't for you, I really don't know if I could have made it this far."
Shen Qingchen gently held Jiang Zhi's hand, and his thumb slowly stroked the back of her hand. "Zhi'er, you are my salvation. Before I met you, the intrigues and deceptions in the business world made me exhausted. I seemed to have everything, but in fact my heart was barren. It was your appearance that made me understand what true love is and what is worth protecting with my life."
Hand in hand, they strolled along the garden path of the manor, surrounded by a profusion of colorful flowers, each blooming in a vibrant hue, as if narrating the beauty of life. Jiang Zhi crouched down, her fingers gently stroking a delicate rose. Glistening dewdrops hung from its petals, shimmering in the sunlight.
"Look at this flower, it's blooming so beautifully, just like our life today. But we can't forget that so many people have helped us along the way. It is their support that gives us the strength to overcome difficulties." Jiang Zhi said softly.
Shen Qingchen nodded slightly, looking into the distance, "Yes, those allies who rushed to the front regardless of life and death when we were fighting against the mysterious organization; those friends who gave us warmth and encouragement when we were down; and our families, who always supported us silently behind the scenes. We must remember this kindness in our hearts."
Jiang Zhi stood up, his eyes filled with determination. "So, I think it's time for us to do something for them and for this society."
Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen immediately committed themselves to public welfare. They first focused on education issues in remote areas. The dilapidated school buildings, the lack of teaching resources, and the thirst for knowledge in the children's eyes deeply touched their hearts.
Jiang Zhi contacted a professional education team and traveled with them to a remote mountainous area. The road was rugged and difficult to navigate, and the car moved slowly and bumpily, kicking up a cloud of dust. Gazing out the window at the rolling hills and simple villages, Jiang Zhi's resolve grew stronger.
It was break time when we arrived at a mountain primary school. Children, dressed in plain but neat clothes, were laughing and playing in the shabby playground. Seeing a stranger approach, their eyes were filled with curiosity and shyness. They gathered around, but didn't dare to get too close.
Jiang Zhi squatted down, a gentle smile on her face, and stretched out her hand to the children, "Hello, children, I'm here to see you."
A little girl timidly stepped forward, took Jiang Zhi's hand, and said in a baby voice, "Sister, you are so beautiful, like a fairy."
Jiang Zhi gently pinched the little girl's cheek and said, "You are very cute too. Tell me, what do you usually learn in class?"
The children answered in a flurry, their words filled with a yearning for knowledge. However, when Jiang Zhi walked into the classroom and saw the worn-out desks and chairs and incomplete textbooks, her eyes couldn't help but tear up.
“Qingchen, we must do something for these children.” Jiang Zhi said to Shen Qingchen with a slightly choked voice.
Shen Qingchen held Jiang Zhi's hand tightly, giving her strength, "Don't worry, we will definitely make this place look brand new."
After returning to the city, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen immediately began preparations. They mobilized their family's resources, contacted a construction company, and began building a new school for the mountain primary school. Spacious and bright classrooms, brand-new desks and chairs, and a full range of teaching equipment gradually began to rise from the land.
At the same time, they launched a public book donation campaign, calling on children in the city to donate their unused books. These lovingly donated books, one by one, became a sea of knowledge and were transported to the mountainous areas. Furthermore, Jiang Zhi personally selected outstanding teachers to provide high-quality educational resources for children in the mountainous areas.
On the day the new school building was completed, the children cheered. Wearing neat school uniforms and with happy smiles on their faces, they stood in the brand new campus and expressed their most sincere gratitude to Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen.
An old principal tightly shook Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen's hands, tears welling in his eyes. "Thank you! You are these children's great benefactors. You gave them hope to change their fate."
Jiang Zhi's eyes were red, and she smiled and said, "Principal, this is what we should do. Seeing the children have a better learning environment, all the efforts are worth it."
After solving the education problem, Jiang Zhi and Shen Qingchen turned their attention to the medical field. They learned that the medical conditions in some poor areas were extremely backward, and the people often could not get timely and effective treatment when they were sick.
Leveraging his exceptional medical skills, Jiang Zhi organized a team of volunteer doctors to provide free medical services in remote villages. The medical team, carrying heavy medical equipment, trekked along winding mountain roads. Their backs were drenched in sweat, but none of them complained.
When we arrived at a small village, the villagers were already waiting at the village entrance. When they saw the medical team, their eyes were full of anticipation and gratitude.
Jiang Zhi didn't even have time to rest and immediately started treating the villagers. An old lady took Jiang Zhi's hand and cried about her years of pain. "My girl, my leg has been sick for many years. I have never had the money to treat it. It hurts so much."
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