The old man didn't know what Gu Bai was thinking, but he continued to smile and said, "See these paintings on the wall? These are gifts from those children. Every day when I see these paintings, my heart feels happy."
Gu Bai adjusted his emotions.
"But Grandpa Qian, you don't have to donate everything. Donate some, and keep some for yourself. You've given all your money away and are living frugally, which isn't good for your health."
He really didn't know what to say and just felt a bit choked up.
The old man nonchalantly replied, "What do I need to keep some for? I'm this age already, don't have many days left, and might see my old comrades any day now. But those children are different. They're still young and can't go without an education."
When these words came out of the old man's mouth, not only was Gu Bai moved, but even Qi Man, who was holding Gu Bai's hand, began to tremble.
