Huang Qinqin nodded and then shook her head: "Hello, Grandma Wen. We are looking for Grandpa Song, but not just Grandpa Song."

She looked around and found that besides the village children, only Grandma Wen was left in the cowshed. She asked curiously, "Grandma Wen, are you the only one here?"

"Where are Grandpa Song and Grandpa Xu?"

When Grandma Wen saw that Huang Qinqin was heavily pregnant, she first brought her a stool: "Please sit down first, it must be tiring to stand."

"Old Song is teaching a child martial arts in the mountains. The others have all gone to cut grass for the cattle, but they should be back soon."

"Are you in a hurry? If so, I can go over and tell them to come back first."

Huang Qinqin and Xu Junhui quickly waved their hands: "No need, no need, we're not in a hurry. We'll just sit and wait a while."

Xu Junhui asked with some curiosity, "Grandma Wen, are there so many children here every day, all coming to study?"

Xu Junhui knew that the people here were all people who had been sent down to the countryside. It was quite unusual that the villagers of Huangjia Village were willing to let their children study with them.

After all, in most people's eyes, those who are sent to the countryside, even if they did not do anything bad, must be either members of the "Five Black Categories" or their family members are members of the "Five Black Categories".

Grandma Wen looked at the children playing and laughing outside and said with a smile, "This is already considered a small number."

"Around the time of the autumn harvest, almost all the children in the village would gather here; it was a very lively time."

"Now that the autumn harvest is over and everyone is less busy, they no longer need our help to look after the children."

"But it's good, because the roof of this cowshed is a bit broken, and now that the weather is getting cooler, I'm afraid the children will catch a cold if they come over."

When Grandma Wen said the roof was broken, Xu Junhui and Huang Qinqin looked up and found that it really was.

Moreover, it's less about the roof breaking and more about the straw being blown away.

Xu Junhui estimated that the initial hole must have been very large, and they were too embarrassed to ask the village for straw.

So they had to take some straw from other places and bring it over. This cycle repeated itself, causing the roof to become more and more dilapidated.

Huang Qinqin thought that since they were idle anyway, she wanted to ask Xu Junhui if he could help them repair the roof.

Before Huang Qinqin could speak, Xu Junhui took the initiative to say, "Grandma Wen, I'm free anyway, why don't I fix your roof?"

As he spoke, Xu Junhui stood up, put the package on the stool, and said to Huang Qinqin, "Wife, you sit here and wait for me. I'll go ask the village to borrow some straw."

Grandma Wen had no idea that Xu Junhui would fix their roof after she casually mentioned it. She stood up to stop him, saying, "No need, no need. Old Xu and the others will fix it when they get back later."

"No need for that, Qinqin, you should persuade him! How can you let the guests do these things?"

Huang Qinqin not only didn't try to persuade Xu Junhui, but instead comforted Grandma Wen, saying, "It's alright, Grandma Wen. We're just killing time anyway."

"Besides, we're here today because we need something from you. Just let us do our part, okay?"

When Grandma Wen heard Huang Qinqin say that they had something to ask of her, she just smiled and didn't say anything. She thought it was just an excuse from Huang Qinqin and her family.

After all, they're already in this state, what can we do to help them?

"Okay, if there's anything you need our help with, just let us know."

"We will definitely not refuse if we can help you."

Before Grandma Wen could finish speaking, Old Xu's voice came in: "Old woman, why is there a bicycle at the door? Has someone come by?"

Upon hearing Lao Xu's voice, Huang Qinqin and Grandma Wen both stood up at the same time.

"Qinqin and her husband came, and they're even going to help us fix the roof."

Old Xu put away the grass they had cut for the cows, placed the wild vegetables he had picked on the table, washed his hands, and then went inside.

"It's Qinqin. You can come over here. I can't possibly trouble you to help fix the roof."

Other people came in one after another, and Huang Qinqin greeted them in turn.

Then, to my surprise, I saw that Grandpa Song was actually holding Dun Dun's hand as he came in.

"Dundun?"

Dun Dun was too tired from practicing martial arts, so he didn't even look up when he came in, and didn't even hear what they were saying.

He only looked up when he heard Huang Qinqin call his name, and then excitedly walked towards Huang Qinqin: "Auntie!"

"Auntie, did you come here specifically to see Dundun?"

Huang Qinqin said truthfully, "No, Auntie came here on business. But Auntie was very happy to see Dundun."

When Dun Dun came over, Huang Qinqin noticed that he was soaked in sweat. She then recalled what Grandma Wen had just said: Grandpa Song was teaching a child martial arts.

She guessed that the child must be Dundun.

While wiping Dundun's sweat with a handkerchief, Huang Qinqin asked, "Dundun, are you learning martial arts from Grandpa Song?"

Dundun's eyes widened in surprise: "Auntie, how did you know?"

"Auntie, did you secretly go to watch Dundun practice martial arts?"

"Auntie, let me tell you, Grandpa Song said that as long as Dundun studies hard, he can take on four opponents at once!"

"Then Dun Dun can protect you all!"

When Huang Qinqin heard Dundun say that he could protect them after he finished his studies, she felt very gratified. Her Dundun was indeed the best child.

"Okay, then Auntie will rely on Dundun for protection from now on."

After wiping Dun Dun's sweat, Huang Qinqin pointed to the package on the stool and said, "Grandpa Song..."

However, as soon as Huang Qinqin called out "Grandpa Song", she sensed that something was wrong.

She looked down at Dundun and suddenly realized that Dundun also called him Grandpa Song, and she also called him Grandpa Song. Wasn't that a generational difference?

When Grandpa Song discovered that Huang Qinqin was actually Dundun's aunt, he also realized this problem, but he didn't think it was a big deal.

"It's alright, let's just talk about our own things. Just call me Grandpa Song."

Since Grandpa Song had said so, Huang Qinqin continued to call out, "Okay, Grandpa Song, this is a package that Brother Fang sent you."

"He asked us to pick it up on our way. Please remember to open it as soon as possible, because there may be some food inside."

Grandpa Song looked at the package and nodded with some emotion. He never expected that Fang Huai and the others would still be so kind to him even though he had fallen to such a state.

Judging from the size of the package, Old Master Song was certain that the contents were not prepared by Fang Huai alone.

After handing the package to Grandpa Song, Huang Qinqin smiled at the other elders and asked, "Hello, grandpas and grandmas."

"I wonder which one is Grandpa Zhong?"