What the poor fear most is not being poor, but losing their only remaining dignity.
He personally opened his hidden scars one by one and showed them to strangers, just to give his loved ones a glimmer of hope.
So pitiful.
But these things happen every day.
Fortunately, there are many kind people on the Internet.
Everyone is very kind.
They extended a helping hand to strangers.
You take one piece, I take one piece.
You have five dollars, and I have five dollars.
Everyone's love is gathering little by little from all directions.
Make seemingly insurmountable fundraising goals possible.
Three hundred thousand.
Five hundred thousand!
The life-saving money that everyone contributed to helped one family after another.
Behind this, the only reward they hope for is that the people they help can get better.
"Why!"
Hu Yibao sighed softly.
I looked at the first fundraising target amount.
Five hundred thousand.
Amount raised:.
Number of Helps:
There are still more than 160,000 vacancies left.
Hu Yibao directly clicked "I want to donate".
Donate anonymously.
"bite!"
As soon as the information about the bank card transfer appeared on the mobile phone, the system's message prompt rang in Hu Yibao's mind.
"Congratulations on successfully donating your first donation to help a family in dire straits."
"Achieved: Primary Chef Professional Skills."
"At the same time, the personal panel is officially opened."
Um?
Hu Yibao was stunned for a moment, and then muttered to himself.
"Personal panel!"
The next moment.
In front of Hu Yibao, a panel appeared that only he could see.
[Host: Hu Yibao
Age: 22
Occupation: None
Skills: Junior Chef
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