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Kong Fansen, the role model of Communists in the new era, was a distinguished cadre with spotless and uncorrupted quality. This model cadre took in the three orphans whom he had met in an earthquake. Living with less, he went to the blood bank to ask for blood donation. In the eyes of outsiders, it was hard to imagine that a middle and high-ranking cadre of the Communist Party could live such a poor life.  

   

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In 1993, his wife went to Tibet to visit relatives, and the traveling expenses were raised by herself. Due to the medical treatment, all money for the return trip was spent, so she had to ask Kong Fansen for money. He managed with an effort and borrowed all around only to raise 500 yuan, but the return ticket was 800 yuan per person at that time. His wife couldn¡¯t bear to make her husband feel awkward, so she borrowed some from her acquaintances.  

   

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After returning to Jinan, his wife went to visit their daughter in college. As soon as they met, the daughter said to the mother: ¡°The college asked me to pay tuition and fees. I wrote to my father, and he told me to ask you for it¡±. When his wife heard this, tears streamed down her face¡ªthe money left was not even enough for the ticket back to her hometown Liaocheng, and there was no money left for her daughter¡¯ tuition.  

   

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Kong Fansen spent a considerable part of his salary on helping the people in difficulties. Thus, he hardly saved much money at all. He bought medicine for ordinary people, and was generous in helping the poor, ranging from at least a hundred yuan or so to a thousand yuan. After he died in a car accident, the cash that people found on his body was only eight yuan and sixty fen. Everyone who was on the spot shed tears.