Chapter 938 Reality 6

After she said that, she took Fu Anan away.

Go downstairs and out of the city gate.

I also prepared two big hats for her and myself.

Outside the earth building, the protective river has not been set up yet, and many people are digging the soil with simple tools.

Labor can be exchanged for materials.

This is easier than mining, and it also provides two meals, so more and more people are doing it.

Fu Anan looked at the many people standing in the deep ditch.

Among them, she found two familiar figures - her grandfather and her grandmother. They were facing the loess and digging with great enthusiasm.

Fu Anan was completely dumbfounded. They were so old, why were they joining in the fun here?

She was about to go over to stop him, but Zhang Yuanyuan held her back, "Wait a minute!"

It's almost noon

A manager blew a whistle, and everyone stopped and climbed up to line up for lunch. After everyone in the mud pit had left, her grandfather and grandmother slowly climbed up.

The two did not queue up, but brought their own lunch boxes.

They were too far away, and Fu Anan couldn't see clearly what they were eating.

"Come closer, don't get spotted."

Zhang Yuanyuan pulled her closer and hid behind the pile of earth they had dug.

The food they had was pretty good, with scrambled eggs with tomatoes, twice-cooked pork, and braised chicken wings, all in huge portions. Even if they were to eat it all, even if she and I were to eat it together, we wouldn't be able to finish it. There was also a bag of apples next to them, probably seven or eight of them.

These were all prepared by her on a daily basis. To allow them to cook their own meals, Fu An'an even bought a particularly high-end mini-fridge. It ran on batteries, special batteries that lasted a week each. It was a very high-end item, and the price wasn't cheap. Only a wealthy person like her could afford it.

Therefore, the difference between their food and other people's two white steamed buns, a plate of pickled mustard greens, and a portion of shredded pork with bamboo shoots (less meat and more vegetables) is very large.

She felt okay, thinking they were just there to experience life, until a few people who were about their age, or even younger, came towards them carrying bowls of food.

These people looked at the apples in the bag and ate them without saying a word to her grandparents.

They divided up all seven or eight apples, not leaving half for the two old people.

Fu Anan's expression changed as he watched.

"What is Mr. Fu eating today?"

Those people sat next to them, not only took the fruit, but also kept looking at Grandpa Fu and Grandma Fu's plates, "Wow, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, twice-cooked pork, and chicken wings, it's delicious!"

"Just do it casually."

Grandma Fu said as she pushed out the full lunch boxes and said, "Let's eat together, let's eat together."

Upon hearing this, these people were not polite at all.

The meat and vegetables were snatched up in an instant, leaving nothing for the two of them.

It would have been fine if she had just let her grandparents eat white rice, but they even tried to snatch the white rice from them. By the end, there was only a drop of rice the size of an egg left at the bottom of each of their bowls.

"Fuck you!"

Fu Anan was so angry that she jumped up and rushed over to kill them, until Zhang Yuanyuan held her back, "Wait a minute!"

At this time, a middle-aged woman with her mouth full of oil began to speak.

"Oh, Mr. Fu, Mrs. Fu, your granddaughter is blessed to have grandparents like you. This is the blessing of several lifetimes."