Making a charity game: The whole Internet came to donate money in tears

Zheng Hai said, projecting a picture onto the wall of the conference room.

On the screen was a little boy of about seven or eight years old.

He was standing on the wheat field with a small schoolbag on his back, surrounded by farmers who were walking back and forth, but he seemed out of place.

He frowned, his eyes were dull, his cheeks were thin, and his mouth was pursed tightly.

The little boy is holding a small game console.

His expression was very disappointed. It seemed that the battery in the game console was dead.

This seemed to make him very distressed, and he was struggling with something in his heart.

The little boy looked across the farmland to the mountains in the distance.

There are lush trees on the mountain, and occasionally there are a few white clouds floating in the sky.

The little boy's lips moved.

Zheng Hai choked up again when he saw this scene.

He reached up and wiped his tears.

"Don't blame him, he is only seven years old, still a child!"

Zheng Hai sighed: "What we have to do now is to try our best to make up for this regret."

"Of course, I'm referring to our own regrets."

Zheng Hai continued.

"The little boy stole his grandma's silver hairpin and sold it to buy batteries."

"Not only that, she was so willful that she also skated on the floor next to her grandmother who was sewing socks."

In short, the little boy's behavior was very bad, even very bad.

"You can imagine how big a blow this was to grandma."

Zheng Hai let out a long breath.

"The little boy at that time didn't know how to reflect on himself. He felt that his grandma was lying to him, because she had obviously promised to buy him batteries."

"Little did he know that his grandma didn't understand what he was saying at all, so how could she possibly understand what he meant."

"He was crying and even wanted to eat chicken nuggets."

This time the deaf and mute grandma finally understood what the boy meant.

Unfortunately, the chicken that grandma cooked was stewed in water and was not the chicken nuggets that the little boy wanted to eat.

The angry little boy poured out all the dishes and overturned the table.

Grandma, on the other hand, was silently cleaning up the dishes on the floor.

Not only that, she also picked up the chicken on the ground.

The end result is that of course the chicken cannot be wasted.

What the little boy didn’t know was that the chicken was an egg-laying hen that his grandmother had worked hard to raise for three years.

So, grandma put the chicken into the pot and cooked it into a pot of fragrant chicken soup.

The little boy smelled the fragrance and immediately forgot what had just happened.

He sat in front of the stove and drank two large mouthfuls of chicken soup eagerly.

"Ah... so hot... ah... so comfortable!"

The little boy narrowed his eyes in intoxication.

But at this moment, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side.

The hand gently touched the little boy's cheek.

Little boy, look up.

What caught his eye was an old woman's face covered with wrinkles and dark spots.

The little boy was stunned for a moment, and then burst into tears.

"Finally..." Zheng Hai choked up,

"In the end, the little boy was picked up by his mother."

"Grandma looked at their leaving figures and said calmly."

"Maybe this is the last time grandma will cook for you."

As the sun sets in the west, the sunset glow dyes the entire sky red, illuminating the horizon brightly.

In front of an antique courtyard gate, an old woman walked slowly with a cane.

She was thin but extremely determined, as if she would never be knocked down.

"Grandma, who do you think I am?"

A clear childish voice sounded.

At the end of the game, the little boy returns again.

After Zheng Hai finished speaking, everyone in the conference room couldn't wait to leave and turn on their computers to experience the game.

This feeling is so amazing!

They desperately need a refresher.

But Zheng Hai stayed.

His eyes were reddish, and his mood had not calmed down for a long time.

"Grandma, how have you been lately? I plan to go back to see you tomorrow."

Zheng Hai dialed his grandmother's phone number.

Grandma's laughter came from the other end of the phone.

"It's good. I have a new piece of clothing."

"Oh, all right."

"By the way, I heard that you found a girlfriend, how is it?"

"Uh...not bad."

"Hahaha…."

Grandma laughed heartily: "Let me tell you, our Xiaohai is so good, she will definitely find a good wife!"

"Haha, thank you grandma for the compliment."

After hanging up the phone, Zheng Hai showed a trace of melancholy on his face.

In fact, these feelings all come from the game.

If there were no games, he might just be busy working and neglect his grandmother.

He still clearly remembers the past events between himself and his grandmother.

Every once in a while, grandma would always cook a delicious meal for him.

Although Zheng Hai didn't like it, he still ate up the fruits of his grandmother's labor.

Until later, one day his mother took him to the city.

After that, he rarely saw his grandmother.

Zheng Hai felt that the game "Love Home" was like a rope tying him up, making him miss his grandmother involuntarily.

He thinks this is a game worth promoting, and he wants more people to participate in the game.

"This game is indeed very good. If it is really released on the platform, it will definitely become popular."

Zheng Hai's assistant said.

"Well, there's no reason why a game like this shouldn't be reviewed."

"Yeah, full of positive energy."

"This is a game world full of hope! A game world that heals people's hearts."

Zheng Hai agreed.

At this time, other people in the review department also came over after experiencing the game.

"Director Zheng, this game..."

As she spoke, Xiaomei choked up.

Zheng Hai patted Xiaomei's shoulder and comforted: "The game has been approved. We are just waiting for when their company will release it."

"Really?" Xiaomei said in surprise.

The others were equally excited.

"Really, and we can also take advantage of this opportunity to publicize the original intention of our game review department, or the original intention of the game, so that more people will like making healing games."

Everyone nodded in agreement, and their goal was to change the manufacturer's mind.

Immediately, Zheng Hai asked: "How do you feel?"

Some staff in the review department began to regret it.

"I regret not being able to spend time with my grandma, but he is no longer here."

An older woman said sadly.

"Me too, I failed to be filial to my grandma."

Another younger man also said sadly.

"Sigh... I plan to take leave and go back to my hometown in the countryside to spend a few days with my grandma."

Several men and women sighed to each other.

"It seems that this game is very contagious."

Zheng Hai said in a deep voice.

"Yes, try your best, no matter what, you can't live up to grandma's expectations."

"We all need to live a wonderful life."

Everyone stood up in unison.

"Yes, life is wonderful."