"But wouldn't that be more direct?"
"You can't change his life path; what we can do is help him find the stuff."
Lin Yi looked at Xiao Fengshan and said:
"You easily gave away 30 yuan, but what if it's 300? Or 3000? You need to understand the principle that giving a man fish is not as good as teaching him to fish."
"I don't quite grasp the meaning, but you're more cultured than me, so I think what you're saying makes sense."
"Enough talk. Let's go back and check the surveillance to help him find the stuff. If there's anything idle at home, we can donate it to him."
"Got it."
The two returned to the property management center and went to the surveillance room.
"Brother Song, help me pull up the surveillance for Building 27, Unit 3, 2402, this week's footage."
"What happened?"
"The resident is an old man; he lost a cardboard box that was placed in the corridor. Pull up the surveillance to check."
"Hang on."
